BDSM is Love

Dear Master,

We’ve had a week from heck haven’t we? Migraines and money stress but to cap it off I think we had some of the best sex in a long time. Each week I can see us growing as a couple and I’m only given glimpses into your soul.

When I was down with the migraine I saw such worry in your eyes when you came to check on me. My heart was torn between reassuring you that I would be fine and just falling into your arms so that you could care for me as I know you wanted to. I’m so grateful for your desire to take care of me. Even at my most weak I know that you will be there to hold me up and watch over me. Thank you for that Master.

You tell me that you are proud of me. I want to say that I’m also proud of you. All that you do to make yourself better, to work towards our happiness and your fulfillment as a person. You bring me such joy and love and I want to give that back to you in full, plus interest.

Last night’s fun was so wonderfully exciting. It’s times like that when I can let go of my worry and stress and just be there in the moment with you. Pleasure and pleasing you are my only priorities. God it felt good to be in my slut element and watch you revel in it. I want to serve you for as long as I can. You please me just as much as I please you.

The exchange of energy that we have with each other is so powerful. I’ve been so glad for your smile when I get home from work and I take for granted that welcome home kiss that I’ve forgotten just how grounded it makes me. I am here in your arms and that’s where I want to be.

I didn’t make my diet goal for the week, and not being able to weigh until I’m under 300 so that the old scale we have can read right is going to drive me nuts! So, no haircut. Better luck next week, right? I’m going to keep the same goals and hopefully I can get that haircut next week. I can do this with your guidance.

I love you Master.

–me