Monday, February 23, 2009

A tough transition....

My life is many things. Not the least of which is the tremendous gap that some might see between my corporate and outward persona and my inner submissive. Shortly after my last post, I had to leave my Master for 3.5 weeks. During that time, I traveled for work and had to put on my "Ms. Corporate Kick-Butt" hat. When I returned to my Master, I was fully in that mode and it took a week for me to fully "decompress" from that role 100% of the time.

When we are together daily, I find the transition much easier. I can be running a large conference call one moment and blushing the next after simply a glance from my Master.

Now that I've been back for a couple weeks, I find myself blushing more. And not just my face. I received an awe-inspiring, breathe-catching spanking a few days ago and my pale skin is still marked. I look at the marks in the mirror each morning and feel the love that was shared with each touch of his hand. I felt the marks when I sat down for a day and blushed each time I felt the love there. 

During the spanking, I was a puddle. In more ways than one. His touch while I was being restrained was enough to send me into overdrive. I ached for his touch. I ached for whatever he wanted to do to make me feel his complete power over me. I blushed when he told me that my pussy had given me away in my yearning. I had left a puddle of my desire on the spanking bench before he even started. My body longed to be taken. The choices had been removed from me. I simply had to wait for his wishes to be communicated to me through his touch. 

I waited for years to find my Master. The man to stand up to me and show me he was boss. I don't think I knew how much I needed someone to take control until he found me. 

For someone that is a submissive, it is easy to understand that being in control all the time is tiring. Sharing my power, giving my power to him is the thing I wait for each day. It is liberating to no longer need to call the shots in all things. 

My trust is complete. 
Our love is enduring. 
I belong to you.

Sir

1 comment:

  1. As a submissive female with a very strong personality I can relate to this on so may levels. The search for a strong Master without even knowing that was what you were searching for. when I found my Master I thought to myself "this is what I was searching for all of these years" The satisfaction and release of giving yourself to someone else, I think, is more liberating for us "strong personality" submissives than for people who are "hard wired" submissives.

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