In the Quiet

Often i enjoy being with You in the quiet. i am so grateful that being in the quiet with You is not uncomfortable. You know how sometimes a lull in conversation will cause an uncomfortable silence. i never feel that with You. In fact, it gives me time to imagine sitting at Your feet...something i rarely am able to do.

Just being in Your presence causes an electricity between us that we both can feel without any spoken words. Yet, eventhough it creates an excitement, it is also the magnetic force that pulls us together and calms me, centers me.

i can imagine what it will be like when we are both old and gray as You sit reading Your catalogs and i sit silently beside You...probably not on the floor because of my arthritis... watching You, feeling Your power, always knowing that Your ownership of me defies all words, and knowing that i continue to be Your most prized possession.

Thinking of You until we can be together again...
a.

Dancing

As they danced, He watched her move, and He couldn't take His eyes off her. she looked so happy and so natural out there. she looked like the complete physical manifestation of music and sexuality, all rolled up into one gorgeous woman.

her eyes sparkled as she looked at Him, thankful for allowing her this experience. she looked into His eyes and He felt as if there was noone else in that crowded room. It was in His mind, as it should be, just the two of them.

He was torn between wanting to stay with her there on the dance floor, as close to her as possible, and wanting to stand back and watch her shine with a dance partner that could keep up with her and let her really cut loose. He wanted to stand back where He could watch those beautiful legs move and those hips sway to the beat of the music, but He couldn't choke down the jealousy He had at the mere thought of someone being this close to her while she was experiencing such joy. He realized how much she would have loved dancing with a more experienced partner, but He just couldn't stand the thought - not even to make her happy. It wasn't about her wanting another man; that thought never even crossed His mind (regardless of how many times she had said women assume a good dancer will also be good in bed). Any dance partner would be no more than a prop for her temporary use and enjoyment. she was completely His, however, and part of being His meant He owned this happiness. It was His, and He refused to allow anyone else near her while she felt this strongly. He wanted to share it with her exclusively.

she smiled the sweetest, most sincere smile He had ever seen, and in that smile, He saw the genuine appreciation she had for Him in making this sacrifice for her. she knew He was uncomfortable. He always wanted to appear confident and well composed, but on the dance floor, He struggled with this. He hated appearing incompetent and out of control, and this was exactly how He felt. Nonetheless, He had no regrets or misgivings whatsoever thanks to that smile. He had made her happy, and there was nothing more to it. she was such a good girl; she deserved all of this and a lot more. she had given herself to Him, and He had promised to care for her. He was certain she felt cared for this night, and He hoped she would remember it forever.

Maybe this will help...even if just a little...

Maybe it'll help to know that i put on every piece of clothing today with You in mind. Maybe it'll help to know that sliding the stockings onto my legs gave me butterfiles in my stomach and heat in my cunt. Maybe it'll help to know how much my mouth is craving Your cock and how my pussy tightens just thinking about it. Maybe it'll help to know that i really want to kneel for You today, even if it is just to be next to You. Maybe it'll help to know that i want Your hands around my throat punishing me for all the things i have done, even the ones You don't know about. Maybe it'll help to know that i want You to release some of Your frustration on me, on my body.

Just thought it might help a little.

a.

Flaws

a.

I am sorry you're feeling alone right now. Truly. I realize you probably just wanted a sympathetic ear today, but that's very difficult for Me. I want you to be happy. I want to fix things.

you may think I'm overstepping my boundaries as your Owner, but I am going to give you an instruction. As the only real boundary we are supposed to have is between business and personal, I am within my rights to demand this.

you are to make a list of every significant relationship in your life. For every person on that list, you are to then make a list of no less than 5 positive things about that person.

you have until Friday at 6 p.m. to complete these lists. you will not need to show Me any of them. Just tell Me when they're done. If you would like to share some of the lists with Me, I would enjoy that, but it isn't expected.

I hope this doesn't make you even more upset with Me, but if it does, I can handle it. If you have some objection to this demand, I am willing to discuss it, but don't get your hopes too high on changing my mind.

Whether or not you agree and whether or not this is the best decision, you know I only want you to be happy.

Love and caring,
F.

Thank You Sir...

Thank You Sir for yesterday. Thank You for letting me be who i am. Thank You for taking care of me in that way You do so well. Thank You for taking me to a place where it is just You and me, our own little moment of perfection.

Thank You...
anastasia

Just some mushy stuff...

Can You tell how much i adore You by the way i look at You? Sometimes i feel like my adoration is seeping out of my body through my eyes, my pores, and, of course, my wet pussy. i can only hope that You sometimes feel it the way i want it to be felt. Beacuse, i do adore You every minute of every day, in good times and in bad, in happy times and not so happy times, and especially in the incredibly sexy times when You are with me or when You are only there in my compliance with Your orders.

Thinking about You...

Missing You today! Imagining Your arms around me and Your mouth on mine. Imagining Your hands on my skin and Your eyes staring into my soul. Imagining breathing Your breath and feeling Your heartbeat. Imagining sitting next to You quietly, oblivious to the busy world. Imagining feeling safe and protected in Your presence.