Sex and stuff
Ok... we start out with this warm need... and our minds give us images from whatever is at hand at age 10, 12, 14.... and over time we search out bigger and better and turn that warmth and need into a hot stabbing throbbing flush of CUMMMmmmmmmmmmmm.....
i have been reviewing some of those fantasies lately.
i was reminded of it by my friends blog:
http://kaya-s.livejournal.com/211795.html
She explained the video of the nails... i have a few of those kinds of quirks as well.
Things that i have taken YEARS to tell Master... some things that never quite escape my lips. Maybe i sent Him a url of some pic or a thought. Maybe i wrote Him a story...or sent one from some other author.
Maybe i just swooned and grinned when someone said "those words" when we were out somewhere.... or blushed deeply and got terribly embarassed.
Not all of us want to get nailed (although body modifications, whether tats or pierces or cuttings or scars or paints or whatever seem to be VERY common desires amongst the owned from the Owner), but we do want to be MARKED permanently as belonging. As having worth. As having LIVED.
i know that even if things fell apart tomorrow, even if i met someone else, i would STILL want to have a permanent mark of the joy Master and i have shared all these years. i need to see His "hand" on me forever. i have always wanted His mark... and rings.... and a clit piercing. Not necessarily all at once, and not just on a whim... but when He is ready, with intent, with lust, with a soul satisfying pride to run through Him like when He won some award, watched His kids being born, or made His mother proud... you know that kind. Swelling His heart, making Him almost burst everytime He sees it or thinks of it for years to come.
i want Him to know that forever and ever and ever that mark, that piercing hole, that moment will live forever more.
i want to scream it for Him.
Why? What is it about that kind of thing that gets in our brains the way wearing a wedding ring does to other girls, the way a deed to a home or a diploma does? i don't know... but i don't discount it for others-- and hope that they are broad minded enough to understand it for me. i am not them-- and they have no right to expect me to stick to their standards, no right to demand that i like the same things, no right to act better or more or healthier.
i bet i orgasm 5 times what they do... and the men (yes, MEN) in my sex life watch me, pay attention to me, care for me, need me to one extent or another, and actually SEE and HEAR what i say. Most of the rest of the world that doesn't understand M/s is clueless to having that kind of respected interaction. i pity them all.... they have never seen the sky.
So.... back to those fantasies....
i have several, some of which are twisted, some are just immoral, some are messy and disturbing.
i think it's time i mailed a few to the men that will know what to do with them- and me.
i have been reviewing some of those fantasies lately.
i was reminded of it by my friends blog:
http://kaya-s.livejournal.com/211795.html
She explained the video of the nails... i have a few of those kinds of quirks as well.
Things that i have taken YEARS to tell Master... some things that never quite escape my lips. Maybe i sent Him a url of some pic or a thought. Maybe i wrote Him a story...or sent one from some other author.
Maybe i just swooned and grinned when someone said "those words" when we were out somewhere.... or blushed deeply and got terribly embarassed.
Not all of us want to get nailed (although body modifications, whether tats or pierces or cuttings or scars or paints or whatever seem to be VERY common desires amongst the owned from the Owner), but we do want to be MARKED permanently as belonging. As having worth. As having LIVED.
i know that even if things fell apart tomorrow, even if i met someone else, i would STILL want to have a permanent mark of the joy Master and i have shared all these years. i need to see His "hand" on me forever. i have always wanted His mark... and rings.... and a clit piercing. Not necessarily all at once, and not just on a whim... but when He is ready, with intent, with lust, with a soul satisfying pride to run through Him like when He won some award, watched His kids being born, or made His mother proud... you know that kind. Swelling His heart, making Him almost burst everytime He sees it or thinks of it for years to come.
i want Him to know that forever and ever and ever that mark, that piercing hole, that moment will live forever more.
i want to scream it for Him.
Why? What is it about that kind of thing that gets in our brains the way wearing a wedding ring does to other girls, the way a deed to a home or a diploma does? i don't know... but i don't discount it for others-- and hope that they are broad minded enough to understand it for me. i am not them-- and they have no right to expect me to stick to their standards, no right to demand that i like the same things, no right to act better or more or healthier.
i bet i orgasm 5 times what they do... and the men (yes, MEN) in my sex life watch me, pay attention to me, care for me, need me to one extent or another, and actually SEE and HEAR what i say. Most of the rest of the world that doesn't understand M/s is clueless to having that kind of respected interaction. i pity them all.... they have never seen the sky.
So.... back to those fantasies....
i have several, some of which are twisted, some are just immoral, some are messy and disturbing.
i think it's time i mailed a few to the men that will know what to do with them- and me.