Reading his moods, and knowing what he wants, was difficult at first. There is a look he gets in his
Reading his moods, and knowing what he wants, was difficult at first. There is a look he gets in his eyes when his hunger and need is for that near rape quality of hard physical demands he will make on my body. And then there is the sound his voice makes, when he wants to make me know his control,feel it smell it taste it. His physical communication is in long drawn out touching pinching, spank and slapping, While my arms are suspended above my head. The rope holding my arms strung through the eye-bolt, then tied to the side of the wall. There is a scent he wears when he wants to control me so completely, I know the rope, and blindfold will be used, and he will take his time tying me, reminding me with his words, he owns me completely. I have focused so much on him, ignoring my wants, my desires that it became a frustration for him. He would ask what I wanted, but I don’t know. I could not tell him what I wanted because I thought it had to come from him. Today, he got so angry with me, he shouted, “ Enough!” He ordered me to not move. I stood in my thin black robe, which was nearly translucent with my pale skin. and stared Tears in my eyes resulting from his anger. I stood. He removed the robe softly from my left shoulder, kissing it softly with his smooth lips. “Do you like that?” I nodded yes, feeling my nipples Instantly perk up to points with his touch. His kisses slowly covered my torso. Skipping my abdomen, he went to my thigh licking and kissing , with baby bites. “What do you call this he asked” I answered, “ Nice” He asked if I wanted more, I nodded. ’ Then ask for it. “ I swallowed hard, still a little nervous. And asked him to make slow sensual love to me. And he did. It felt as if I were floating on a caring loved cloud of satin. I cried from the tenderness, and the feelings. I am so great at giving. And now I guess I need to accept, too. The lessons and learning are as long as life itself. We never know it all. The importance is in keeping our minds and hearts open to more, Trish Nielson -- source link
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