I knelt by the bed with my knees together and closed my eyes. It’s been a while since I practiced kneeling. It felt good to be back on my knees after so long, but the strain in my leg muscles started to hurt relatively quickly.
When I need to focus or not-think, I count. So, I started to count, fidgeting on my knees to find a way to lessen the ache on my thighs. I was at 40 when it hit me: It’s not about enduring kneeling for 5 minutes. It’s about meditating about serving Him and being held by Him. It’s about Him, feeling Him... feeling us.
I took a deep breath and the fidgeting stopped.
I let my mind wander about thoughts of Him.
I thought of His hand on my head, petting my soft, silky hair.
I thought of Him, circling around me and telling me all the things He wants me to be; all the things He needs me to be.
I thought of being of service to Him in so many different ways.
I thought of being used by Him.
I thought of how I could make Him happy and how happy I’ll be in return just by doing so.
I thought of His arms embracing me and His voice calling me “Mine”.
Suddenly, then the alarm went off. Five minutes had passed, so quickly. The spell was broken by the sound of the timer, and the pain in my calves and thighs returned. I opened my eyes and sat to the left on the carpet. Blood circulating through my muscles again. It felt good, my body shuddered… Isn’t it amazing when You connect with Your submission to the point where Your mind takes over the feelings of your body?
I lay down on the carpet and opened my knees wide. With my legs spread open, my thoughts returned to Him. I closed my eyes once more and I touched His soaking pussy until I came.
As the orgasm took over me, I whispered softly “Thank You, Sir. I adore kneeling before You. I love cumming for You.”
tiara-dreams~