I'm freezing my ass off... badly...
Speaking of my ass, it has not been spanked in far too long... if anyone is bored they can scroll back through and find my little essay on spirituality... i really think i need a good spanking.
I would love to be on all fours on the bed while Master tries out all of His implements. I love the crop, and can't wait to feel it again. I also love the floggers and canes and wish I could be their willing victim again.
I love the sting, the bite, the pain... I love feeling nothing but the caress of the floggers... and occasionally the whip. I love His hand on the small of my back, a gentle reminder that He is right there. I love the steady rythm of the beats.
I ache for that time again... I ache for that moment... and I ache for the bonding time with Him. I ache for what our relationship has been missing. I crave those special moments, and that wonderful show of His dominance and power over me.
Sometimes vanilla life really does get in the way...
