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Under The Whip

A place where a humble blind service submissive can calm her mind and clear out the corners with her thoughts, opinions, stories, experiences, and tribulations.
2 months ago. March 9, 2025 at 1:50 AM

Stillness


There is a certain stillness, when even the gentle flutter of a butterfly’s wing feels like a hurricane.

The moment when crashing waves fall asleep, peaceful, lost to the serenity of salty dreams.

When tall trees stand to attention and every leaf pauses, takes a deep breath and holds it.

It is here, beneath the maddening silence I hear your name.

An echo of you.

Written by – Michael Faudet


There’s something profoundly beautiful about stillness. The kind of quiet that makes everything else feel like it is holding its breath. I came across this poem by Michael Faudet a very long time ago, and it instantly reminded me of my Master Damon. It still does to this day. His presence is like that stillness. Calm, commanding, yet so full of depth that it lingers in every moment.

 

“There is a certain stillness, when even the gentle flutter of a butterfly’s wing feels like a hurricane.”

 

When I’m near Damon, even the quietest moments seem charged with something intense and undeniable. It is as if the world slows down just for us, and in that pause, I hear his name echoing in the silence, like the sweetest whisper that resonates through my heart.

 

The lines, “The moment when crashing waves fall asleep, peaceful, lost to the serenity of salty dreams,” make me think of the way Damon calms the storm within me. When I’m overwhelmed, he’s my anchor, steady, unshakable, allowing me to find peace in the chaos of my mind. It is in the quiet that I feel the safest, the most loved, and that is how he makes me feel every day.

 

“When tall trees stand to attention and every leaf pauses, takes a deep breath and holds it.”

 

It is like the whole world takes a moment to acknowledge his strength, and I can not help but feel the same way. Damon doesn’t need to speak loudly to command attention. His presence alone has that power, and in that stillness, I am drawn to him, to the echo of everything he is.

 

I love him for more than just his strength. It is the way he makes me feel in the still moments, the way he makes my heart race even when there’s nothing but silence between us. In that silence, I hear him. I feel him. And that is why I love him so much. My heart beats in rhythm with his name, and every moment with him is like a calm before the most beautiful storm.

 

Master Damon you are my stillness, my calm, and my storm all at once. And in that space, I find everything I need.


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