Always missing
longing, aching
Undeniable torture
soul ripped in two

Aroused anticipation
heart racing
Out of breath
inaktive perspiration

Kneeling waiting
softly shaking
Lips parted
devouring intimacy

Excitedly trembling
silence impossible
Kissing unwinding
talking decompressing

Peaceful closeness
intimately snuggling
Sniffing feeling
tasting surrendering

Home
Perfection
Serenity

I commit myself freely
willingly, eagerly.

I submit my body
with love and desire
in every act of obedience.

My soul is yours
fragile and insecure
desperately needing your calm.

My heart is held
in your hands
in your heart.

Bound by love
secured by honor
locked by vows.

I pledge my life to you.
All that I am is yours.
Always and forever.

Always waiting
Hoping
Longing

Craving attention
Texts
Chats

Heart aching
Hollow
Lonely

Simple pleasures
Pictures
Assignments

Momental joy
Good girl
Conversations

Always wanting
More
Love

Punishments are something that makes me able to let go of something that has happened and move on. Something I otherwise have a very hard time to do.
Smaller things are usually just dealt with by a slap on the cheek and a stern voice. It was so this time too, but apparently that was not enough to relieve my guilt that in stead kept building and getting worse as the days went by...

Last night when I were talking to Master we stumbled on to the subject of this small act of disobedience that occurred when I were last visiting Him.

Close and tender
Loving touch
Melting together
Legs intertwined

Hard and soft
Belong together
Flow of passion
Relaxation complete

Sweet to taste
Joy of giving
Surrendering all
Brought even closer

Nurturing
Merging
Becoming one
Invincible together

Eyes filled with passion
Hands that grabs with greed
Comfortably uncomfortable
Kisses of fire

Submission personified
Love overload
Exposed and presenting
Complete surrender

Taste of joy
Forced away
A forlorn sound
Eyes that plead

Hoping
Wishing
Longing
Loving

Order given
Reluctant pride
Hesitation
Surrendered crawling

Rewarded
Marked

This blog will be cryptic, confusing and probably very boring to others then me.
However this is MY blog and sometimes I have to put things in it that's just for my sake, not for the greater good or to create a discussion about something.

Master has changed His mind about something that's huge and will change the course we are on forever.
This in a good way.
He has decided that something He thought He never wanted is actually something He wants with me because He wants to honor and acknowledge the connection we have.

What's the difference one might ask themselves when it comes to the world of BDSM.

For me, the difference is that to be violated is a good thing, to be abused is not.
Violated can be a part of the "game" and the interaction of a couple (or more people) that are living in the lifestyle while abuse is what happens when someone steps over the line of consent.

For some this might be obvious and for some it might be weird to even consider.
Anyways.
Master and I were talking yesterday about punishments.
I've been punished a few times by Him, but it's not something that happens very often. I'm usually a good girl and a whipping or some other kind of torture occurs now and then for the pure pleasure of it.

As always Master and I talk a LOT when we're apart, and this evening we got talking about things we want to do.. He then told me that he have bought a thick steal wire (chains makes to much noise) that is to be locked on me and then fastened in the apartment so that I'm free to move around, go to the bathroom, get him drinks and so on, but I won't be able to leave home.
This will be locked in place for as long as he feels like it, I will be sleeping with it and everything!
How long it will be the first time remains to be seen, but we are talking about making it two days to start with.