December 2010
18 posts
moonlight kisses
it is dark, past midnight… i notice just some scattered low lights from the city down the hill… some minutes ago You stopped the car… You pushed me out… my hands are tied behind my back… now i feel You, see Your shadow over me… slowly i rise… i didn’t expect a helping hand, but suddenly i feel Your hands grabbing me… pulling me close to You… i sense Your breath full of excitement… Your arms...
useful
yes, Ma’am, as You say… the whole evening? You have a party with friends? yes, sure, if it pleases You, i am bright to be useful in any way…
pure love
sometimes i fear to wake up and start to realize that all of it was just a dream… since i am with You, my one and only duty is to please You… i won’t say that this is an easy task, because this would reduce Your demand, but i love to do it, because You are my true love… so whatever You will ask for, Ma’am, nothing will be impossible… there could be no limitations because my feelings are...
naked
nothing is so sensual as the skin itself and i enjoy it when Your soft fingertips are sliding across the body… when You are discovering every spot of Your well prepared playground… for hours… when You are diving deep into the chasms You own completely…
being with You
my eyes are lowered …to the floor… i kneel in front of You… focusing on an imaginary spot just right before the tips of Your shiny boots… i am in my rest position, since hours now… but time isn’t important when i am with You… mmmmmmmm yes, i think… everything lost it’s meaning since i am with You, except… You… and… except… everything i could do to make You smile …and so my senses are up on a high...
the kiss
my eyes are closed… i feel Your teeth nibbling on my upper lip… Your tongue is searching… slowly i open my mouth, just a little bit… You find Your way inside me… our lips are melding into one… i breathe Your breath… my only source i need …to survive
faith
when i am in love there’s nothing i wouldn’t do… if it is her wish… because even if i didn’t understand the reason, and this isn’t a assumption, i know that i could trust her… true love isn’t possible without complete faith… in so many situations i have to trust her blindly and that makes me feel very comfortable even on a hard floor
the rose
the meadow is still wet from the morning dew… i kneel in front of You, in my hands above my head a red rose… almost beautiful as You are…
restraints
the bonds of true love are so much stronger than any physical restraints ever could be… they don’t need any readjustments to keep them in place, to keep me in place… they don’t cut deep into Your flesh and even if they would hurt, it would be a sweet kind of pain… but then it wouldn’t be pain at all, it would be like a fondly kiss, You long for Your whole life…
of course
did You ever thought about being someone’s property? well, of course the property of someone You truly love… could You imagine to do everything she wants, without questioning? and of course everything means everything… does it make You feel satisfied when You have done anything to please her? of course anything at Your best ability… what do You feel currently? are You excited to think about it or...
about trust
“lay down and relax, don’t fear when I close your eyes and tie you up helplessly… you are completely safe, you are in my hands, you are my property and I will take care of you… you will sense things you never learned to know before, let me explore you, in every detail… it is my right and of course my pleasure …it will be yours for sure too, so trust me…” You’ve said… and i trust You, now and...
You are intoxicating
You are intoxicating with every glance You generously offer to me, with every haze You left on me, with every breath You breathe in me, with every touch You reward me, with every blow You remind me …much more than every drug ever could be
true love
i am Yours… awwwwwwwwww i love to let it flow through my mind and it excites me to say it, because to me this means so much… i gave myself to You and therefore You own me, my body, my mind and my soul …without any limitations, like it was my true wish …that sounds romantic and for sure it is, but it signifies a whole lot more… it satisfies me to serve and obey You, to fulfill Your wishes at my...
addicted to love
did i mentioned that i am addicted to You, to Your beautiful voice while telling me Your wishes i love to fulfill, to the lustful touch of your sophisticated fingertips while they are sliding across the heated-up skin in-between my thighs and on my back, to the passionate lips which encloses mine while Your skillful, forcing tongue is penetrating me deep within as a reward? awwwwwwwww yes, doesn’t...
sense of integrity
i am longing for Your touch, craving to feel You close to me… even the slightest pull on Your beautiful collar i am honored to wear or the gentle but assertive contact with Your adorable fingertips… ohhh yes, they used to know me in every single detail and deepest cavity… Your whole palm when You teach me or even the tips of Your heels when You are up to play… are so intimate and...
the cut
was it just a dream? a sweet dream full of love, intimacy, faith, hope and desire? i am just awoken but i try to clear my mind… there is silence and darkness surrounding me… just intermitted by a soft breathing… it must be You! thank God You are close to me… knowing this is consistent and becalming… but i wish You would be closer, so i could rub myself against Your soft and warm...
the path
the door was slightly open, i just checked the clock and fortunately i was on the tick, so i calmed down a bit, took a deep breath …and by moving forward i fall on my knees and on the palm of my hands in a well trained and gracefully sequence… the huge hallway was dark and left in silence… my eyes needed some time to get used to this embracing darkness, but then after a short while i noticed a...
at Your feet
i am lying close to You, at Your feet, thought i was snuggling, then… maybe napping for a little while, i don’t know, i lose my track of time, who cares? …i feel Your fingertips stroking through my hair, like in trance… mmmmmmmmmm …i fear to move myself, try to breath slow …because i don’t want to stop it, it feels so comfortable, it feels to be home …where i belong, since i was born…...