Tuesday, June 20, 2006

My Mistress, my lover, my girlfriend, and my Pet... she's worried. Worried about our relationship. Worried that someone else might take her place - any of her places - in my life. Worried because she doesn't believe I love her. I think her worries are silly, but I can see where she's coming from. The thing is, no one could really replace any one part of what she is to me, let alone all of her. I wish she were here so I could show her... I've realized recently that I write very little, and grow more and more out of practice with it every year. But that's another story. The issue is more that I've gotten used to showing my partner how I feel, and what I want to do to her, and what I love about her, and not so used to talking about it. We're picking rope colors together, figuring out what flowers to give to each other to signify dominance or submission, and joining our local fetish group. I'm building a new bed for my room with her in mind, and she fucked me senseless the last time I saw her. She also has promised me thirty lashes, and more if I don't write about that time, but that's another entry entirely. We're doing so much together, and it's wonderful, and there's no one else who I could imagine doing any of it with. That's all I really wanted to say, and so for now the sappiness can end and we'll continue to talk of fantasies and secrets and what we'll do to the other when we next get the chance to see each other.


Blogger Switch said...

Well, this post stripped Miss Switch of her wit.
I love you.
Thank you.
So much.

11:26 PM  

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