BDSM is Love

I’ve been reading a new blog that is a branch off of another I’ve come to love reading. The training of His slut is the beginning of a new life for good girl… she is training to be a lifestyle submissive. This has brought me to more thinking about how my training down the road may be. Master has expressed a desire to have more of a formal training once I get the basics down and we become comfortable with that. I’m eager for what would be symbols and ritual that I long for with all my heart.

The Letters to Master that have started to be posted here are handwritten journal entries for Master. He feels they are more personal and better insight into who I am. He has given me permission to post them so I intend to put them here too, if not only so that I don’t loose them. He has requested that every other journal entry that I write; I’m required every other day, be a handwritten one just for him. I will still try to post here as often as everyone is used to.

Master noted today that my please and thank you’s are okay but could be better. My use of Master’s title needs a lot more work. I’m not exercising like I should in accordance to my diet and I still ache at night when I reach up to my neck and know the symbol of our relationship, the love that was poured into that little collar is not there. I know the relationship hasn’t gone and I know the love is still there; but for some reason the pain of having to do this all over again still hurts.

Our anniversary is next Saturday. We had hoped to do something special, but it looks like it may be a dinner out or a nice dinner at home. Thankfully, if all goes well, my period will start soon and I won’t have to deal with that. I don’t know what Master may have in store for that day, but I have a feeling it will be fun, pleasurable for at least one of us *wink* and hmm, maybe nekkid.

–luna