Where to start? There is so much to cover over the span of this one weekend. It will take me awhile to complete my thoughts and piece everything together-but I'll leave a list of the top 20 something:
26. His rope work.
25. That first moment I saw him at the airport.
24. His sense of humor and how he appreciates mine.
23. How he remembers everything I've written, everything I've said- and randomly touched on something from time to time that forced me to realize he misses nothing I do.
22. How when he was angry I could feel it down into my pores. how it never lasted long. how he would never physically hurt me when he's mad. how sweetly he hurt me afterwards when he's back in control of his emotions.
21. How he opened car doors for me
20. The sting of his crop followed by the thud of flogger.
19. How he always orders for me- and gets me to try new things that i end up liking.
18. The feeling I had in the pit of my stomach when he made me crawl for him. it was a touch of anger mixed with my own need and the desire to please him.
17. When I hurt how he would whisper in my ear quietly that I was a good girl, and that I could do it, do it for him.
16. Walking in the sun with my hand in his
15. How one minute he could be whispering to me sweetly in Italian, the next calling me a fucking cunt. and how I can't decide which makes me wetter.
14. The way he makes me feel beautiful when he traces my bruises with his eyes and hands
13. His patience.
12. When I begged to suck his cock- and he let me.
11. How he promises to provide and take care of me- and means it. yet i know he would never attempt to strip away my strength and what make me, me.
10. When he's inside of me
9. His hands around my throat
8. Spending time with him and L. even if she did get me in trouble :)
6. His slap followed by his backhand and the way he finds the fire in my eyes afterwards amusing. How he loves kissing it out of me.
5. The way his eyes grew dark after he made me strip and inspected every part of his property. His tight control when he found marks he didn't like.
4. Sharing creme brulee, wine and conversation after dinner and losing track of hours.
3. When he pushed me to my knees, face buried into carpet, foot on the back of my neck and made a comment about a phrase in something I wrote a week ago " i am simultaneously yours and no one's" He asked me who I belonged to. and then he asked me again.
2. When he cut me, and afterwards when i could tell he didn't want to stop.
1. How I am left feeling now- sore, owned, lucky, and loved.
2 comments:
Hello passione. Thank you for allowing me to find your blog. There's a lot I relate to in here--and I don't mean just this post.
Again, thank you.
Like minds. It's a great thing isn't? I enjoy your blog, and am glad you enjoy mine. And it's not just because you have nice tits.. *G
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