Musings of a submissive

If anything has shown me I am not a Domme, it's the lack of disregard my fur-babies have for my authority. 

I am like them in many ways.  My intentions are good but I frequently go where I am not ready to go, when hurt...I can act like a brat, when I feel someone I love is being hurt in any way...my fangs are out and I attack.  In my exuberance... I sometimes wound the ones I love most.

And at the end of the day, there is only one place I want to be...in my Sir's protective arms. I need him- his guidance, his discipline, his encouragement, and his love.