Remembering last night.
I didn't expect myself to respond like that.
You were instantly in subspace, it was almost like I lost you.
Such a very long night.
The spankings
Making dinner
Feeding me
Catching up with you. It's been too long. I'm used to knowing everything about you. A week away was too long.
Ugh and your kisses.
Little boy kisses
Lipstick kisses
Strong man kisses
Desperate kisses
I absolutely simultaneously melt and die from those kisses. The way your mouth seeks mine. The way your desire searches for me, for my mouth, my lips, my tongue, my nipple, my heart, my soul, my body. Parts of me I didn't know could melt, melt every time you reach for me with those kisses. Even before they're on my lips, I'm already melting from the way you lean in for me, the way you want me, the way you desire me.
Usually so stoic. No one sees this passion in you. But I do. I get it. I see it. I feel it. I receive it. I feel lucky and special and chosen.
Shaving you in the bathtub was incredible.
You literally gave me your manhood. I mean, it's your choice. You can always say no. I'm keenly and acutely aware of this. Everything we do, everything I control in you, is a gift.
Shaving your long, thin legs… every hair, that's been with you since puberty, you let me steal from you. Every inch of what society calls your Manhood… you gave it to me.
I am in awe.
So many women are so frustrated that they cannot get their man to even take out the garbage.
Mine lets me shave his legs. 🤤 The level of submissive behavior this man gives me is literally beyond me. It makes me melt. It makes me wet. It turns me on. To have so much power.
He's hot
He's giving me control of him, letting me emasculate him, feminize him, and he's getting TURNED ON by it!! I'm not doing anything wrong, for us.
Taboo?
Yes 😂 But for us, it feels very, very right.
And his legs looks like those of a gorgeous woman 🤤
At this point I'm losing my mind.
At this point I'm in Domme space.
At this point, I feel invincible.
All the fun bondage, begging, cockteasing, ball squeezing, pegging, orgasms, bed drenching, deep throating things happened. They were amazing. Sex is yummy.
But it's nothing compared to the days of buildup. Nothing compared to the hours that that last night lasted. The sexual, emotional tension. The control and surrender that happened.
The shaking
The fear
The cuddles
The nurturing
The bonding
The reconnecting
The safety
The trust
The chemistry
The kisses
The getting lost
The floating down the river…
Row, row, row your boat…
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life… is but a dream
Goodnight my sweet boy
