good morning world. How was your night? Here we survived 70mph winds, prairie fires ( not near me) and a dust storm. Minimal damage. But the sun is not up yet to truly see. Gotta love Kansas. I was ready to be sent to the Land of Oz.
Can you feel her heart ache miles away? Do you notice the joy and excitement in her smile, in her eyes?
Do you feel the trust she is giving you? Can you feel the devotion she desires to give you? Can you feel the tears welling in her eyes as she thinks she may have let you down? Can you feel the tremble of her bottom lip as she worries.
Can you feel her smile grow wide when she thinks about you? Can you feel her heartbeat increase when she thinks of you? Can you feel the warmth and compassion she wants to offer you? Do you feel her strength grow knowing she would fight for you?
Can you feel her giving all to you? Can you feel her desires to be in service to you? Can you feel her nightly whispers for you to sleep well? Can you feel her patiently waiting to greet you each and every morn?
Can you feel her resting close? Do you feel her hand slip into yours? Squeezing your leg? Breathing you in? Do you feel her soft long kisses- that whisper her desires for you?
Primal Submission
It’s not words in a book.
Submission is a primal desire that burns deep within me. I cannot give it a definition as it predates spoken words. I just know That I am to be his
I feel there are ancient protocols of giving myself to my Master. Traditions carried on for generations.ceremonies that I have yet to be privy to. They have been taught from a Master to his apprentice and down the line they go.
I’ve learned of one ceremony of the binding of two, and my heart aches to be there someday. To be chosen as his, to be claimed and bound by blood and a rose and flame.
My submission is not just offering my body for feeding the sexual desires of my Master, it’s primal and profoundly deep. It’s understanding and being at peace and at one with him. To serve him with joy and love
in a few short hours my tour will be done and I will be on my 3 days off. There will be flavored coffee, big comfy blankets, and candles lit to spend my days in relaxation.
Tell me every terrible thing you ever did. And let me love you anyway- sums me up rather well
another Sunday. Good morning all. I like my coffee usually black or with a bit of creamer. But one day a week I like to use my nicer glass mug. Brew a special roasted blend and choose a creamer I only use once a week.
it’s just something small and special I like to do you break up the week.
Breathe me in, follow my scent. Search for me, hunt me down.
Turn into the beast that you hold deep inside so you may stalk me.
Make my body quiver as you corner me
Make my blood run cold as your claws trace along my flesh
Turn my face upwards to meet your gaze, my reflection in your eyes; wide-eyed with fear and unknown desires.
Whispering no man made words in my ear, ancient, instinctive. Our primal cries etched in our souls. Finding each other.
Draw me out with every cry. I cling to you through dark and light, fire and ice. We intertwine.
Your marks lash across my flesh and being, tears pool and flood, I look at you my lower lip trembles
I touch your face, I trace your lines, your battle scars, I see your past.
There are no words, I curl into you. You wrap around me.
A deep earthen growl rumbles from your core. A warning to those who lurk around, pacing, scavengers.
Our flames rise and twist, dancing above us, becoming one. Protecting each other.
I love a good cup of coffee any time of the day. My favorite spots and times are taking a shower , standing under the hot cascading water, cup in hand looking the window onto an open field as the sun comes up. Sitting out on the patio looking up through the branches of my lone backyard tree on a summers day . Finally curled up on the couch , naked wrapped in a big blanket, candles lit and soft music playing in the middle of the night. .
pull up a chair, wrap up in a blanket and chat with me. Good morning all. How do you take your coffee?
Good Monday morning all my favorite people. Have a great day. I’m off to bed as my day does not begin until sunset.
