Travels and trials in my journey

Max

  Mornings are what I miss most. Yes, most of us wake in the morning anyways, but specific parts of mornings I miss. 
   Mornings of waking and watching her sleeping. Sneaking a hand under the covers and exploring her body. Yes, I am definitely a morning guy. Soft, warm and supple skin under my hands. Gentle touches that elicit a deep breath and a smile.

  Mornings of laughter and playing under the covers. Light tickles and lots and lots of hugging. Feeling the softness of her hair. Holding her hands up and looking closely at them, soft and small. Some quick little pecks on the lips as we roll in the covers in each others arms.

   Mornings of wanton, sweaty, eye rolling sex. Anything and everything . Just melting together and enjoying what the other has to offer. Panting and sweating. Bodies joined in any number of delicious ways until we both are spent from our efforts to please the other no matter what.

   These days it’s the same routine…shower, meds, coffee, tv and work. I have to admit, I liked the old days better and wish I could go back and experience them again. But my logical mind say it’s over and quit reliving ancient history. Get over it and move forward. 
   Always forward 

Max

Good morning, fellow kinksters,

     It’s that time of the week. Don’t start something you can’t finish today. Be nice to people and send them on their way with a smile. Make eye contact with someone you think is hot and smile at them. Let them know that you see them. You never know if that person might be suffering or just need a bright spot in their day.

    I am going to do all of those things today. Compliments are free, so give them to everyone. You just might make their day. I know I’m going to try to today.

     Why? Because it’s fucking Friday!

 Have a great day everyone!

 Max

Thanks to lambsone for issuing this challenge. I can’t figure out how to post pics to here so mine is on my profile.

   Come on, fellas, let’s show the ladies what we have!

Max

 Good morning, fellow kinksters!

   It’s me again. I was here for quite a while and have taken a sabbatical to figure myself out and to build some friendships.

    Some of you may remember me, but to others I am a new person altogether. I have missed this community badly over the past how ever many months, but I am back now. I intend to continue writing as I did before and , hopefully, continue making new friends and who knows what down the road.

    I’ve missed being a part of this family. I love and respect you all and look forward to the future!

Max

   All of us know that one guy…the one that knows everything and has done everything. I am NOT that guy. The more I read and study the more I realize that I know actually very little. 
    In my opinion, it’s the ones that will take the time to read and learn about something that are the ones to keep. Many submissives I know are extremely bright and well read. Seldom is the case that you find one talking about how great they are.

    Each day and each situation are a learning event, and should be for us all. Every person that I meet teaches me something, either about them or about myself. As a man that doesn’t know everything, I value what I learn regardless of how painful it is to me.

    I know that I have unwittingly caused harm along the way in my journey. I’m not proud of it but I will own it. It’s not malicious. It’s not by design. It’s living and learning. We all only get this one shot at this life. Being remiss and not pursuing your dreams is not the way we were meant to live. 
    Go and find your other part. Take the risk.

Time

   I have spent a lot of time thinking recently. Many things crossed this addled brain of mine,  it one that stood out was just how much I’ve learned about the lifestyle. From what humble beginnings I feel that I have evolved into the semblance of a Dominant.

    It’s been a slow journey, to be sure. I still marvel at how much I learn and yet each thing I learn leads me to discover something else I didn’t know. As the old saying goes ‘you don’t know what you don’t know until you learn it’

   Not just about being a Dom. I’ve learned about submission and what it means to the one that gives it, as well as how much I should treasure it. It’s not a thing easily given (red flags if they do!) nor is it a thing to be handled carelessly.

   Some of the best times of my life have been with a submissive woman. Hands down. I only hope that she has felt that joy and love and care that I felt towards her. By nature, I am a very stoic person. They have seen the silly me, the smiles and the deep care.

    I said all of that to say this. I am still learning. I will continue to learn until I die. I don’t have the answers. I may not even know where to find them yet. But I will keep trying. And I will keep looking. Some people would give up. I won’t. I am a Dom and I am still learning.

   Life is unfair. There. I said it. We all know that feeling and have probably all been driven to the edge of our wits by seemingly random quirk in the universe that makes events conspire against us. From football teams to the love of our lives, nothing seems to go as planned, or even hoped for that matter.

   I find, however, that seeing the happy pairs in here, and in day to day life, give me increasing hope for my future in this lifestyle. I am getting older, true, but I do believe that the right one for me is out there. And I, through some odd miracle of chance, might be the right one for her and we might actually meet and be able to be what we are to each other.

   The vanilla world, sadly, does not see what we see in the lifestyle. That’s what drives me nearly mad. All of our variations on dynamics just cannot be comprehended by the average person on the street. 
    I saw a girl the other day with a very simple and elegant collar on. I smiled and kept walking. The look in her eyes told me that she picked up on the fact that I knew what it was. She smiled ever so slightly and continued on. I could see the pride in her eyes that someone recognized it for what it was. It was a brief moment of exchange that everyone else probably didn’t catch. But we did. 
    I long for that level of understanding with my submissive. 
    Thank you all for taking the time to read this 

Thanks tk Butterflies and cuffs for a great challenge! My two songs are both motivators for me..the songs will speak for themselves!

I hope you all enjoy!!

‘Sir….may i please explain?’ Her downcast eyes and demeanor took the edge off of him. She was beautiful and sometimes stubborn, but he did love her so much. The fact that she was his submissive made their relationship all the sweeter . Because of that, he softened and gave in to her.

   ‘Yes, of course you may….’ He trailed off ‘I didn’t mean to be so strict on you. We had an agreement that you would not spend your money on your friend and I did not take your feelings into account. ‘
   ‘Sir, she needed my help and I couldn’t force myself to leave her stuck as she was.’

   ‘Yes, little one, you are right.’ His eyes softened as she looked up at him. Tears were welling up in her eyes and he really didn’t want to make her cry.

  ‘Come here, love. Let me hold you.’

   She sprang from the floor and lept to his arms. His solid frame felt reassuring to her and she almost immediately burst into tears.

  ‘Shhhhhhh….it’s alright….its ok…..I’ve got you now….you’re ok baby.’ He whispered softly into her ear. He carried her her slowly over to his chair and sat down with her curled into his lap, the sobbing gone, replaced by sniffling and her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

   ‘You know I love you, snoopy.’ She laughed at his use of her pet name and hugged tighter.

   ‘I love you, Sir.’ She giggled as she kissed his neck and rubbed his chest. ‘I’m so sorry…’

   ‘No, dear…I’m the one who’s sorry. I made a mistake. Never again, I promise you.’ 
   She smiled and played idly with a button on his shirt, breathing in his scent and remembering why she loved him so much. He was strict sometimes yes…by  the loved her much more than most knew. 

   ‘Can we nap now, daddy?’

   He laughed and picked her up…’Yes, baby, we can.’