A Scottish Perspective.....

I NEED your hands around my throat, pushing me against the wall
I NEED your mouth crushing mine, with fevered lust
I NEED your hands pulling my blouse open, exposing my breasts
I NEED your mouth teasing my nipples
I NEED your hand finding my sweet spot, feeling how wet I am, how ready I am, how much I want you, NEED you
I NEED your hands pushing me into the position you desire
I NEED to feel your hands on my ass, soundly spanking me
I NEED to feel your hard cock ramming into me time and time again until we both climax
I NEED to feel your arms holding me in the aftermath, loving me, cherishing me, NEEDING me
I NEED you - all of you

Since meeting my Amazing Sir - I feel more confident in myself - I won’t say I’m super confident in comparison, I probably never will be but, I have noticed a change in myself - I feel happier and more relaxed about everything. It’s not until you notice you’re not feeling stressed or tense or anxious that you realise you felt that way to begin with!! Its a good feeling to be honest!

I feel more comfortable with who I am, I’m not saying there aren’t things I wouldn’t want to change about myself but I feel loved and wanted exactly the way I am. I can’t tell you how much that actually means to me!! The fact that someone can love me and want me and desire me exactly the way I am and not want to change me is something I’ve never experienced. For someone to actually say they love me as I am brings tears to my eyes! I’m unsure of how to process those emotions because, for once, I feel accepted for me - its a little bewildering and overwhelming and sometimes I will just revert back to being distrustful of intentions - even although I know I’m being totally stupid. I am soo lucky to have the patience and love of my Sir.

That brings me to trust - when we first started messaging I did think how sweet he was but I couldn’t bring myself to trust him. I’d met a few Insta-Doms who demanded submission almost immediately, making me distrustful pretty much of most men who said they were Doms. I know now these so called Doms were out for themselves and did not have anyone elses interest at heart, least of all mine. Intrigued persevered and no matter what barrier or wall I put up he patiently waited until I was ready and I broke these barriers down myself. He did not push or nudge me in any direction, always allowing me to come back to him after I had had a chance to think our conversation over. I am bad for immediately saying no without listening or thinking and go into shut down mode. The amount of times I said something would never happen and now it has either happened or I have broached the subject. I would probably say he has the patience of a Saint and trust me he needs it!!! He has also showed me in soo many ways that I can trust and rely on him no matter what.

I was asked to write how I felt I’d changed since entering our D/s relationship.

Growing confidence, starting to feel comfortable with who I am as a person and learning to trust Intrigued - putting myself in his hands and trusting he knows what is best for me. They are some pretty big issues - to me - to be dealt with and Intrigued has taken my hand and not let go once.

In Intrigued, I am able to be me, I can have a conversation about absolutely anything without fear of recrimination. I have the kind of open and honest relstionship I have always dreamed about. I do truly believe that fate stepped in for both of us and led us to each other.

#oneinamillion
#gottalovefate
#Sirssubgirl
#trulyblessed

She stood before him
Legs akimbo
Wearing nothing but heels and stockings
Hands bound in front of her
Eyes downcast
She secretly watches him as he moves around the room and comes to stop behind her
He uses a single finger to move her hair, which tumbles down her back, to the side, over her sholder
Bending slightly, he lays little butterfly kisses on her neck to her ear
He hears a soft exhale of breath as she shifts her weight slightly
He stands back and surveys his property
The curve of her ass
Her long legs
“Bend over” he tells her
She feels his hand on her, pushing her down into a bending position
He kneels behind her and grabs a handful of her ass, spreading her cheeks slightly
He slowly licks her - from clit to ass
Taking his time
Savouring her taste
His tongue rolls her pearl in circular movements, he hears her ragged intake of breath
He uses his teeth and nips and pulls
At he same time his fingers penetrate her
Moving deeply inside her
She moans, a low gutteral sound from deep inside
He feels how wet she is
How ready she is
He stops - as he stands he pauses to kiss the dimples of her hips
She waits for what is to come next
She waits for his command
She feels the couch dip as he sits down
He touches her arm and she looks at him
Her eyes filled with longing and the need for more
For him that look fuels his carnal desires
She lays over his lap, arms outstretched in front of her
Her ass in the air
She waits in anticipation
Holding her breath
She feels the first strike
“One Sir” she says as she releases her breath and relaxes into what is to come
He continues to spank her, moving from cheek to cheek, ass to thigh and back again
Her ass was stinging
She tried to keep count, she knew if she didn’t he would start from the beginning
He loved the look of her ass while she was bent over his knee
It was now a lovely shade of pink and his hand print was visible
A mark of ownership
His ownership
He spread her legs and could see the wetness of her arousal dripping down her thighs
“Good girl” he says
She can feel him circling her ass hole, nice and slow, dipping in and out
One finger, two fingers
She grips the cushion and pushes herself backwards to allow him to penetrate deeper
She was beginning to lose herself
She felt his hand come down and struggled to remember what number she was on
He grabbed her hair and pulled her head to the side so he could see her face
“What number”
“Fif... fifteen Sir” she managed to get out
“Have you had enough?” she shakes her head
“Do you remember your safe word” she nods
He smiled and gently caressed her cheek “you are my good girl arent you”
She smiled in return
He gently rubbed and stroked her ass and thighs, feathery light touches that further inflames the desire in her
She feels his hands slipping into her wetness, penetrating her, filling her - not only physically but mentally
Her breathing becomes laboured as she could feel an orgasm building
He felt it too - he could feel her body reacting
“Please Sir” she mananged to get out in a whisper
“Please what” he asks
She could barely speak at this point
She could feel him - pressing deep in her pussy and her ass
She was barely able to focus enough to speak
She heard herself moan, heard herself make noises that didnt even sound human
“Please, oh please let me cum Sir” she was begging
She knew she would never be able to stop what was building inside her right now
“You can cum baby” she hears
She cries out and lets the feeling wash over her
It was like a tsunami, all consuming
He let her lay for a moment after she had finished orgasming
He loved watching her body respond to his touch
He helped her to a sitting position and wrapped his arms around her - her feet inbetween his legs and beneath one of his thighs
He held her close and tight - not wanting this moment to end
She snuggled into his arms - feeling his warmth and his strength
He could feel her breathing start to slow and he lifted her head and kissed her - softly but deeply
“I love you”
“I love you Sir”

She lay in bed
Alone
Alone with her thoughts
All jumbled in her head
Emotions scattering like autumn leaves in the wind
She closes her eyes
Trying to quiet those stray, random thoughts
Pushing them back down
Down into the depths
The depths where she can box them up
Nice and neat, compartmentalised
Under lock and key
Where she need not think of them again

They lay in bed
Together
Holding one another close
Quiet whispers
Opening the boxes they buried deep
Letting everything spill out
Opening themselves to one another
Laying themselves bare in front of the other
All their fears, their hopes and their dreams
Freeing themselves
Lifting each other to new heights

You see me
All of me
Into my soul
Into my very being

Your are my breath
You breath life and love into me
Into my Soul
Into my very being

You are the stars in my night
Guiding my way
Lighting my soul
Lighting my very being

We are entwined
Both of us
Our souls
Our very beings

I am lost in you
Lost in the thoughts
Lost in the feelings

You are my beginning, my middle and my end
For all time

She takes his hand, pulling him through the open door and shutting it behind him
Leaning in towards him, her breasts touching his chest, their lips millimeters away from touching, so close, so tantilizing
She removes his coat and turns to hang it up, rising on her tip toes to reach the coat hooks
He reaches out to touch her, running his fingers down her spine, caressing her, she doesn’t move for fear he will stop
He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close and holding her tight, burying his head in her neck and deeply breathing in her scent
They stand for a moment and just enjoy the closeness, enjoy the feeling of touching once again, it feels like forever since they had been together
She makes to move and he loosens his grip ever so slightly, allowing her enough room to turn around in his arms and face him
He takes her face in his hands and kisses her so softly, so gently, barely a whisper of a kiss
Pulling away slightly he looks at her, scanning her face
She smiles, raising her hands she places them on his chest, feeling his heart beating
“Hello my Sir - I have your drink ready” she says as she tenderly returns his kiss
Once again taking his hand she leads him into the livingroom
Stopping, she turns to face him
Undoing his tie and removing it
Unbuttoning his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and exposing his chest
She allows her fingers to trail down his torso, slowly and softly - from his collar bone to the waistband of his trousers, where she feels his intake of breath
Placing small kisses on his ear lobe, his neck, working her way down, tracing with her lips where only moments before her fingers had been
She moves to a kneeling position and making eye contact, she smiles as she undoes his belt and trousers, pulling them down so he can step out of them
She rests her head on his stomach, wrapping her arms around him, closing her eyes, feeling his warmth, his stength
He lays his hands on her head, stroking her hair, running his fingers through her curls for a few moments, then grabbing fistfulls of her hair, pulls her back and looks into her eyes, with a darkness and intensity that promises tonight, with all certainty, would be full of a fierce passion they both desperately desired and needed
He smiles, bends down and lovingly kisses her
“Now where is that drink you promised me”