(Based off my own submission to my master, and his choosing of Me as his Submissive; please replace gender/sex as fits your own experience) She chose Him, because he was Kind. She sensed that in him, before she knew him. She felt safe with him, as she rarely did with other men. She couldn’t tell …
I’m not the girl that loves being alone. I can do it, sure. For periods of time. Even within a relationship. Sometimes for as long as hours apart! (Mostly kidding, but not entirely). Look, I simply don’t need much time on my own. I’m a warm, snuggly kitten. I’ve been told I’m a little strange …
…the night I first met you, or that afternoon. As the sun lazily draped over us. As you held me the first time. Smiled at me, like you cared about me. It was nice, yes. Pleasant. Satisfying. But I didn’t know I’d love you. They say that you just know. The truth? I didn’t know …
This is about romantic love. Should you not care for romance, I hope you don’t feel unseen. Love can be for family, for friends, for self, for so much more…but this is about my romantic loves. Eight years ago, I met my first partner to share my journey. We agreed on three weeks, then the …
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It’s easy to see the calm after the storm. Nobody wonders why I am where I am— now. Not everyone wants to live in penthouses, travel to exotic locations, and dine at fine restaurants. Not everyone wants that high powered lifestyle. It is pressuring. It can be exhausting. But nobody questions WHY I do it. …
We shared space. Knew each other. Not able to touch. Not, for the most part, even thinking about touching each other. Simply sharing our words, our philosophies, our worries. But the first time we touched bodies, you came back the following morning (after spending the entire day with me) and said, “I just wanted to …