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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.
8 months ago. Tuesday, May 20, 2025 at 4:42 PM

Take a photo of a favorite spot you've been on a date.

(Sadly I cannot upload the image, but I do have it.)


One of the most swoon worthy, heart melting dates my Master Damon ever planned for me? Oh honey, let me tell you. It started with him flashing that mischievous smile and telling me to get in the car, then, boom, blindfold on. I was giggling and blushing already. He drove around forever (or at least it felt like forever), even though I know the lake is literally two minutes away. Classic Damon, always the dramatics.

 

Eventually, the car stopped, and he helped me out like a total gentleman. Then, ta-da!, the blindfold came off. And oh my stars… literally. The night sky was sparkling, the lake shimmered in the moonlight, and the only sounds were the flutter of bats overhead and the teeny chirps of baby alligators. (Yes, chirping alligators are apparently a thing, and they are adorable.)

 

Then, as if my heart wasn’t already doing somersaults, he pulled out his speaker, hit play on a playlist he’d made just for us, and wrapped his arms around me. We slow danced under the stars like we were the only two people in the world, just kissing, laughing, talking about everything and nothing for hours.

 

It was magic. Pure, beautiful, Master Damon style romance. And to this day, it is one of my favorite memories with him, the kind you replay in your head with a goofy smile and a full heart.


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