Naked

So much to write about, but i can't. Besides; my brains seems to be made of jelly. Do you recognise this symptom? Bright young (ahum) lady changes into a giggling creature talking nonsense as soon as her Owner is in sight.
Yeah, there it is. Owner. T. doesn't like the word Master. So other words are needed to define the D/s relationship we're in. Even though it's a beginning relationship. i like the word Owner. It's a beautiful word. T. seems to take and desire ever more and i'm delighted about that. He feels more and more as my Owner, Possessor, Tormentor. Especially the Tormentor this weekend by sending me titillating e-mails. Making me restless, craving. Giving me scary shivers because of the delicious tortures He is thinking about.



Early tuesday morning i'll stand before a mirror, naked. At His request. i'll look at myself, from top to toe. This doesn't bother me, i like myself. But imagining He's looking at me is something different.
See yourself as your Owner sees you: My subbie thru My eyes.
Then i feel insecure and very vulnerable. Then i find it very difficult to look at myself. My soft, round, lushy curves are so very round and lushy. i notice every unevenness. Preferably i wanna cover my body and don't look again. But i will look at myself, observe every inch of this body. Because He wants me to.
See yourself in complete defencelessness and devotion mo, see your body in all her beauty and be aware that I wish to see you, to grope you, I wish to use and abuse you, hurt you, slap you.
i answered that i was fully aware of all of this. And probably He will observe me in full daylight where you can see every knob. No soft pink light which makes the skin glow and tarnish all unevenness. i seem to have a soft skin. Vulnerable, that's how i will feel. Please, don't look at me. Use and abuse me, hurt me, spill Your semen on and in me, but please don't look at me. Ever so frail in this too big body.

Ofcourse He wíll look at me, i'll feel His glance burning on me. With inhibited breath ánd belly i'll surrender myself to Him. Full of trust. He'll see my dedication and fragility.

Tuesday you will be Mine!