I love reading.
I had stopped reading for a long time. I was waiting for a good book.
Then, I found a great book, and I read it frequently.
Now, my book is not readily available, but I still want to read it. I long to draw a hot bath and soak while reading this magnificent book; I ache to read this book; no other book will do.
He pushes me down on the bed; one hand on my throat, the other tugging my hair.
Biting my ear he says, "tell me how you are thankful for your dom."
"I am thankful my Dom wishes me a good morning and good-night every day", I reply breathlessly.
He runs his tongue along my chin and bites my lower lip.
"Again", he demands.
"I am thankful my dom gave me words of affirmation to say every day", by this time a fire has started at the apex of my thighs.
"Again," he growls as he traces my clavicle with his lips, biting my neck. This continues, and with each statement of thankfulness, he moves lower and lower. First, teasing one nipple and then the other. His hot breath on my stomach while his beard creates friction that only increases my desire.
My toes start to curl; my hips raise, but he growls, and I know I have gone too far.
"I didn't tell you to stop." His voice is low but firm.
"I am thankful for the checklist my dom has made for me", I swear, by this time I could cum on command.
Finally, I feel his full lips meet my desire. His tongue pushes through and his teeth graze my clit; then pulls back to bite my inner thigh.
"I am thankful for you, my dom," by this time it comes out as a moan.
I reach my hands down and grab his hair; he doesn't stop me.
"What does my sub want," he asks, looking up at me from between my legs.
"Fuck me with your tongue," I beg. "Please, Sir."
With that, he gives a primal growl and buries his head in my damp pussy. His tongue lapping and teasing, making figure-eights that have me throwing my head back and closing my eyes. His teeth nip and bite, taking me to the precipice. And then, with one hand pressing down on my pelvic bone, two fingers of the other begin to stroke, slowly at first, and then deeper. My hips raise, and this time my dom utters a moan as I climax. My legs begin to shake as I cum, over and over.
When the waves cease, I drop back to the bed, fully sated, I feel like he pulled every bone out of my body. He lifts his head and I smile inside with a sense of power that only a sub can feel at times like this. My juices running down his beard, a look of satisfaction in his eyes matching that of my own.
He moves up and takes my mouth with his own. Forcing his tongue into my mouth, I can taste myself. I feel the moisture on my neck as he buries his face into the crook of my neck and whispers...
"I am thankful for you."
Discussion vs Discussion; Listening to Understand vs Listening to Talk
Not everyone recognizes the difference between discussion and dialogue, and it is important to understand them when it comes to any relationship, be it personal or business. I know that for the longest time, I didn’t. Discussion is talking to make a decision while dialogue is talking to understand. I think we do a lot of the former before we ever think about the latter. We want to make a decision without trying to understand all the points of view. This leads us to "listening".
There is so much static out there in the world. We are not really listening to what others are saying, trying to understand where they are coming from or what they are thinking, not unless it aligns with our point of view, and I find that very sad.
The thing is, there are two sides to every story and the truth lies somewhere in the middle. People's experiences mold them and we can’t ever truly understand another person until we either go through the same things ourselves or take the time to get to know them and really listen to what they are saying.
What good does it do anyone to shut our minds and our hearts to those around us? First, if we are open, we may find that we are more alike than different. Second, we can make a more positive impact when we are open, even if we continue to be polar opposites. You know the whole “you attract more bees with honey…” Third, isn’t there enough BS in the world? Whether you are in the right or not, the angry rhetoric just adds to the darkness, and who needs more of that?
Anyway, just something I've had on my mind for quite a while now. Take it for what it's worth...
https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/the-right-balance/201610/are-you-really-listening-or-just-waiting-talk
The problem with knowing someone is out to sabotage your relationship is that pretty soon you start to see villains around every corner. Your thoughts get consumed by it.
For me, I'm an emotional eater. I banned sugar in my house, but too much of anything is not good for you, and I did some pretty serious damage to the bag of sugar-free chocolates last night; I know that I will be paying for it today. The pain in the pit of my stomach is only partly due to the chocolate (which was delicious...consequences be damned), so I will go to work today and immerse myself in adolescent angst (like that is going to help my own issues in any way) and progress reports.
Maybe by the time I get home, I will have stopped this downward spiral of anxiety in time to have a great weekend. If not, it will be Johnny Castle, strawberry wine, and a bubble bath after work.
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Relationships involve more than one person. As much as we like to think that it can be “You and Me against the world”, we are bombarded with the expectations and opinions of those around us. Those people who are not a part of our inner circle can quickly be written off as just a minor annoyance; it’s those people who we hold dear that have the ability to create a rift in our closest relationships.
I always listen to those who are closest to me; they are the ones that I trust the most because they know me the best. I trust their judgment, but even then, I weigh what they are saying with the evidence. There are situations where I admit that I am not thinking clearly, and their insight helps me to focus. We are all products of our past, and I recognize that many times they have a better understanding of where I am or am going than I do. That being said, there are also times when their past insecurities and traumas taint the present and have no bearing on my situation.
All this brings me to the present day. I am blessed with a family who tells it like it is, and they protect their own. We may not always agree, but we always have each others’ back.
When I first told them about my desire to go deeper into this lifestyle, they were worried about me, but they asked questions and listened before making judgment calls. When I told them about my Dom, they were concerned about his age, his ability to meet my needs, my ability to meet his needs...Would he like them and fit in with our family dynamic? What would my children (closer to him in age than I) think?
The relief I felt when my best friend, my sister-from-another-mister, told me she felt good about our relationship was instant. She said that when she watched him interact with me and the rest of the family she felt good about our relationship. She recognized that my dom brings out the best in me. If she would have told me she still had doubts, I would have weighed what she said, and then made my own call. Under no circumstances would I have allowed her to say anything negative or disrespectful about or to my dom. There is a difference between expressing concern and undermining someone’s decision. In no discussion or dialogue, would I have allowed them to make piercing remarks that were negative and meant to chip away at my bond with my dom.
There are times, when I am talking to family on the phone, that they ask if I have any concerns and if I am still settled in my spirit about this relationship, not because they are having lingering doubts, but because they love me and want what is best for me. I can’t fault them for that.
Right now, I feel my dom and I are at a place where we need to set boundaries for those in our inner circle. I want to make sure that the areas that are toxic to our relationship are cut off or contained. I have no desire to make room in my inner circle for someone who can’t or won’t support me and by association “us”. This man, our relationship, is my highest priority. I love this man not for what he does for me (which is more than I thought possible) but for who he is and he is worth it.
I haven't forgotten
The things you said echo in my head when I am alone
The myriad of emotions that I feel swell and threaten to overtake me
I haven't forgotten
Visions of the past- they play like a movie in my mind
Some days it feels like if I just shut my eyes I could be right there again with you
I haven't forgotten
How everything so beautiful turned to ash so quickly
Leaving me with empty promises, shattered dreams, and a broken heart
I haven't forgotten
These images you see of me are real- but I make sure I have the right lighting and best camera angle
That turn of phrase that stirs your blood- I am a writer; I know how to be descriptive, and am a master at visual imagery.
My voice goes husky with desire- artifice or real passion...how can you tell?
You only see me at my best
I only tell you what I know you want to hear...i know better than to tell you what I'm really feeling.
I will only let you get so close- I will never trust you enough to let you come any closer.
It will always be within my time frame, on my terms, and I will always be in control.
I am just an illusion.
I told my Dom the other night that he wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for me. I meant every word. He somehow knows when to push and when to step back. When I was feeling that I needed something more, I told him what I needed, and he exceeded my expectations.
He is the perfect blend of soft and hard when he deals with me. He lets me tease but is firm when I go too far. He has learned to not let me push too hard. Our dynamic fluctuates and flows...it would give another Dom whiplash, but it works for us...
I've seen his Daddy Dom side, his firm Master side... I'm looking forward to slipping into another dynamic this weekend. I am jumping out of my skin just thinking about the possibility of exploring our s/m roles a little more in a few short days. I've been craving this. I know he won't disappoint.
I always loved watching the High Wire act when I was younger, especially when done by a pair, so graceful...each one had their choreography down and together they created magic. I envied their connection...their level of trust.
I see many similarities in a D/s relationship. Both partners have their own choreography, their own role to play, but when they put it all together, it is pure magic.
On the high wire, if only one person is doing all the work, someone is going to fall. Even the most athletic performer will get tired and have to let go.
In the D/s relationship we see the same thing...the Dom who takes in abundance but only gives sparingly...the sub who follows direction but never anticipates or encourages their dom. It works for a while...but pretty soon one of them will get tired (i.e. confused, depressed, discouraged, frustrated...) and let go.
Some may say, " but that's just how our dynamic works."
To them I reply," Bullshit." That's just being selfish, and that is not what D/s is about. Yes, there is a spectrum of dynamics, but at the heart of every one of those is a desire to honor, respect, serve, and protect each other. It's about being part of a unit, a part of something special. That give and take is what makes it so special, what creates and sustains that magic. Anything else is just an illusion.
At least, that's how it looks from the High Wire.
He reinvented himself
New name, new profile, new pic
But I recognized him.
We text...we chatted
He gave me an order.
I told him one has to earn the right to be my Dom
So he sent a pic.
And glorious as it was, that was not what I had in mind.
So to those of you out there that give a flying... If I want to see it, I'll ask.
Talking to someone does not automatically mean sexting. There are those of us who do like to talk, and if we stray into the area of BDSM it doesn't necessarily mean we want to get jiggy wit it. And if someone does decide to sext with you, for heaven's sake...do it with style unless otherwise stated. Take pride in your work, don't be lazy.
Just sayin'
PS- my collar is firmly attached, so I won't be asking.