Bottoming
It's 4:00 AM and I am wide awake. That's okay. I have a lot to do today. Daddy and I played last night and it was amazing. I love to bottom more than almost anything else. Time stands still. It is only him and me and sensation. As the implement he is using at the time gets more and more intense with every stroke, I get higher and higher. My body begins to burn and I am almost afraid that I will not be able to take what he has to give but I know that I will because it's his gift to me. He plays me like a beautiful instrument, fine tuning, appreciating the way I sing out. The connection. At these moments the amount of love and submission that I feel is almost overpowering. I can barely breathe. The heat and fire and passion radiates throughout and I feel Powerful. Animalistic. Unashamed. Free...And Daddy takes me there. Knowing that I need this like food and water. Knowing and seeing who and what I am at the core and embracing it. Holding onto me as I fly. Cherishing me. Loving me...