i want that.......!!!!!

Did You read Sarah and Mac today. i read it and kept thinking to myself, "Yes...yes...yes..." Now the question is, "How do we create that with our current limitations?"

Mine

Whatever's been going on with you, you're still mine. I have not released you, and have no intention of doing so. I asked you earlier about where your head is, but do not assume I would just sit by and let you walk away. From Me. From us. From everything we are together.

I have been giving you time to think your thoughts and work out your issues. Do not mistake this for not caring or not being willing to fight. I am simply waiting for you to be ready for Me to resume my proper posture - in control of you.

I think you're getting there, and I can hardly wait. In fact, I'm about ready to start pushing you, ready or not.

I want you in my arms. I want Me in your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass. I intend on grabbing you by the hair with one hand, and feeling the wetness between your legs with the other. I'm craving you and everything about you. I yearn to fill my nostrils with the way you smell and to feel your lips pressing against mine. I lust for you to beg Me to let you cum, and to feel your body quiver and legs buckle when you do. I dream of paddling your gorgeous behind until you quietly sob, "More, please, Sir."

you are mine. I refuse to believe you can even think otherwise.

Never worry...

You are incredible. i love the way You touch me and the way You kiss me. i love the way Your fingers and tongue know exactly how to manipulate all the erotic places on my body to bring me to the brink and over the brink of pure pleasure.

If i am dissapointed, it is only because we have to finish so fast and can't be with eachother after. But, it is what it is for the moment. You do not disappoint me. i hope i do not disappoint You.

a.

There is no ceiling to hit...

Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle.
- Crystal Middlemas -

Wishing

a.

I wish I could say I'm just sitting here thinking of you, but that wouldn't quite be true. I am sitting here and thinking of you, but I am not "just" doing that. I also am imagining you here with me, wishing you were next to me, and wanting to see, hear, smell, taste, and touch you (not necessarily in that order). I miss you terribly. It is as if part of Me is missing. I can't wait to be near you again, and I really can't wait until you're feeling well enough to start resuming some 'normal activities'. I know you may not be ready for a proper spanking (or more), but there are lots of other things I can think of that should be within your current limitations. In the meantime, I am becoming increasingly consumed by My desire for you. When I see you next, it is going to be difficult to restrain Myself.

Anxious to be with you,
your Owner,
F.

HIS

When she saw Him across the room, she knew He had the fire of ownership. It was amazing how she could spot them now, the ones who would take her any way they wanted, and she would submit because of their power. It was a power that was unused, but felt...physical, but gentle... It wasn't an angry power. No, any man could lash out and hurt in anger. It was a confidence, a cockiness, an arrogance. Yet, not all arrogant, cocky, confident men had IT either.

He must have felt her watching Him and He turned His head in her direction. Their eyes met and she instantly, but deliberately, lowered hers. Any other man might have taken her eye avoidance to be a sign of her disinterest. But, not Him. A smile played on the corners of His lips as He gently removed Himself from the crowd that had gathered around to hear of His most recent adventure in the courtroom.

she could feel His gaze like a hot ember in the pit of her stomach. she could feel Him moving across the room. And when He reached her He put His arm protectively around her waist while handing her the champagne He had taken from the waiter on His way. His touch burned through her body. "Hello darling..." he said softly in her ear and she melted into Him.