Waiting

Sideways

I tell you to get undressed but to keep your bra and panties on, standing with your feet 12 inches apart.

I tell you to stand in the middle of the room so that you cannot lean against any item of furniture.

I tell you that you are not allowed to make any sound unless I give you express permission to do so.

I will not be reminding you.

I come up close to you and stand side-on to you: I can hear your breathing becoming deeper and when I put my palm on your chest I can feel your heart pounding, going fast, as the anticipation builds up.

I whisper in your ear that you are mine and I can, and will, do anything I want to do.

I place my left hand in the small of your back and my right hand over your tummy button.

I ask you if you have anything that you want to tell me. Nothing? OK.

The Rule here is that you stand upright and listen to what I have to say.

My left hand slowly moves down your spine and slips inside your panties which from this early stage I feel are getting nicely wet and warm: just as I wanted. I move my fingers to tease you and I slip one finger inside you making you gasp a little and draw breath.

You stumble a little and I remind you to keep still and stand up!

My finger slips in and out and I swirl it, adding a second finger which causes you to moan and wriggle.

I remind you that you are to be quiet.

My right hand slowly moves down your tummy and slips inside your panties, just below the top of them ………..

I whisper in your ear that you need to blank out everything from your mind, any sounds, or feelings, thoughts and mental noise – the ONLY focus you are allowed in on my fingers and my voice.

It that perfectly clear?

You nod because you are not permitted to speak.

My right hand slowly and purposefully moves inside your panties which are now very wet. Your clit is just begging, wanting, screaming out loud for attention which I ignore and rest my fingers just above her,

I hear a soft moan as you turn your head towards me, a pleading and begging look on your face.

Please you whisper. I tell you to be quiet and to be patient.

I tell you to look ahead: my two fingers are now resting inside you and you are very wet.

I tell you there is absolutely NO WAY that you will ever disappoint me because when following your Objectives that will just not happen.

Will it?

No, you whisper, trying hard t not to anticipate what my right hand will be doing shortly.

Keep still. Very still.

My index finger starts to stroke your clit, very faintly, up and down. I feel you grip my fingers as I do so, your breath shortens, become more erratic as the pressure builds inside you.

I switch my stroking to circling and then stroking your clit, varying the mix between the two, making you wriggle.

I so want to cum, PLEASSE may i?

Not yet.

Your body starts to shake, you are finding it very hard to stay still, the temptation to lean onto me is almost overwhelming as you are vey close to loosing control.

Please, please I will do anything you ask of me, but I really wat to cum, badly.

Be quiet, I will tell you when.

I move my fingers inside you, stretching them out and gently fucking you with them while my right hand circles and teases your clit. I can really feel the tension building inside you.

I tell you to stand on your tip toes and listen to what I tell you: you are mine, you always will be, and that your Number One Objective is always to please me. Nice and simple, easy to follow and easy to remember.

I tell you that you have Permission to cum, at which point you tense and then fall into my shoulder as you feel the delight, the intensity and exquisite pleasure of the Gift that I am giving you.

You relax on your feet and melt into me, safe and knowing that you have pleased me. I remove my very wet and happy fingers. I place the palm of my right hand on the outside of your panties as the wave of joy and ecstasy subsides, whispering in your ear that I am pleased with you and that you are to take your panties off and give them to me.

As you do I remind you, not that you should NEVER waiver from your Number One Objective.

NEVER.

Qualities

Educated.

Savvy.

Intelligent.

Proud.

Independent.

Driven.

Goal-focused.

Determined.

But underneath all of those qualities, only I know what you desire: the freedom and calmness that comes from my Control and your Ownership.

Four Key Principles

1.      Collared; the symbol of your status, your declaration of Ownership and all that it relates to. This may be a visual symbol but can also be not obvious to the casual observer BUT is known between us, and only us and respected as such.

2.      Safe: knowing that the level of Trust between us is such that I will always ensure your wellbeing as a priority, even though I will push you against your boundaries and limits to develop you.

3.       Secure: wrapped in the warmth of my attention, to the exclusion of others.

4.      Protected: from all harm, unwanted attention from others and from anything that worries or concerns you and cared for.

Always work hard so that I deliver the above.

Dinner

We enter the restaurant, what looks like a normal, vanilla couple. You look fantastic, nice dress and hair styled and very presentable, me in a sharp suit, crisp white shirt and plain red tie, shoes so polished I could shave in their reflection.

All very normal.

But your Sir knows what you really desire: not the drabness of vanilla but the red rage of being Owned and all that brings with it.

The edge tonight is that you have been given permission to go out and buy a matching set of bra and panties which I have not yet seen: you know my standards are very high and you also know that if your choice displeases me then there will be consequences, serious consequences.

Enjoy your Dinner and hope, with vigour, that your selection pleases me.

Overwhelming

I have an overwhelming need to hold you, remind you of where you fit in, why you are important, what you always need to do for me, how to impress me how to improve and how I will guide and support you.

I have an overwhelming to spank you, crop you, put you over my knee and Inspect you, put on the new nipple clamps I have got for you and then send you to the corner for reflection and refocus.

Everywhere, the world over.

Permanently, eternally.

Regularly, repeatedly.

Now.

Need

You will not need independence but you do need stromg and supportive guidance

You need freedom from making difficult choices

You need the comfort of someone being in charge

Tou need the calmness and lightness of having less responsibility

You need the simplicty of being directed and told what to do

You need the peace and tranquoity that being controlled gives you

You need the assurance that being Owned gives you

You need it all, and more

You know this

I will be demanding, challenging, testing, pushing your limits, making you want more and more, making you want to give more and more, being difficult to please, testing you and making you eager to please, but in so many nice ways.

Keeping to your Position

I do not need rope, cable ties, cuffs or anything like that.

You are kept where I want you and you stay in line. This never ends, the prpcess repeats and gets stronger, deeper, more sophisticated and complex. Yet simple to follow and to weave into your being.

I know that a simple change in my expression is enough to bring back, immediately, control and commitmemt.

A word or a glance has the same effect.

Showing your submission and kneeling, being inspected and obeying, accepting a maintenance spanking or a punishment for poor behaviour delivers your devotion to me.

Coming Home

Footsteps on the path to the front door, the sound of expensive leather soled shoes on the concrete, the metal tips in the heels echo and send a crisp, strong and dominant sound into the evening air.

Waiting for the sound of the key in the lock your heart starts to beat that little bit faster, the anticipation builds and there is too much going through your mind, a delicious anxiety and stress, wanting to know how my day has been and wondering if the Dinner you have cooked will be pleasing to me.

Your heart is in your mouth, your feet tap and dance nervously on the carpet.

The group of butterflies in your tummy have turned into a swarm and and seem to want to beat their way out of you.

Getting wet now, very warm and squishy.

Waiting for cuddles and reassurance,

Waiting for kisses.

Waiting, really wanting and needing to show your submission.

Waiting for confirmation that all is well, that Dinner smells delicious and that later you need to be handled firmly, taken hard and reminded of your position and role.

The key is turning in the lock now ,,,,,,,

What I give you

I give you your purpose.

I give you the fire within your sole, the passion and direction that you need.

I give you the reason to kneel, to lay at my feet and the need to be controlled.

I give you the strength to be a success and to have a reference point when things are not good.

I give you the gift of yielding to me, knowing you are safe and secure.

I give you the gift of servitude and being grateful for that.

I give you the freedom to be the very best that you can be and supported fully in reaching that.

Your submission is a gift from me to you.