As i type out this post, Master is currently asleep with His arm over me and His naked body firmly pressed up against my naked body.
This Man knows how to push all of my right buttons and He does it so well.
Tonight i was already in bed when Master got home shortly before 9pm. He had mentioned earlier in the day that W/we were going to bed early. The apartment was unusually cold this evening, even while laying on the floor wrapped in multiple fleece blankets.
i was in bed moments before Master arrived home and stayed put until He came to bed about a half hour later. Bedtime has become a ritual of sorts in that it's been the time that W/we both candidly discuss O/our wants, needs, and expectations as they pertain to the early days of this relationship.
Master removed the blankets from the bed and sat upright with His legs crossed Indian style. He asked me a couple of times if i had anything on my mind and i stated i didn't.
He started this evening's training scene and it was quite similar to the one i described in my last entry. Only this time i was hooded (spandex hood, mouth opening only) and He gagged me with the briefs He'd been wearing all day. The scene itself last for nearly an hour and during the aftercare W/we spoke specifically about my last post.
He had read what i had written, understood my perspective, and demonstrated His understanding of the underlying message, as subtle as it was, and He ROCKED my world tonight. Master recognized that i was in my subspace and took complete control of the scene. He used me like the object He hopes i will one day be to Him.
W/we touched on it afterwards during the aftercare and i'm so incredibly proud to be His slave right now.
Master gets it.
And His slave has the utmost respect for its Master. my eyes are tearing up because it feels so awesome to have this connection, this level of respect, this level of trust so early on.
i'm proud to wear His collar.
i'm proud to be His slave.
At Your Service Master,
slave chance
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