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Winding path

Life has lots of winding paths. Sometimes that's fun and exciting, at other times frightening and turbulent. The path Master walks at present in daily life is an insecure, frightening one. Our relationship is still strong, but we have a little bit less connection because of this dark, insecure path. Understandable, 'cause Master has something else on His mind and the future is scary. He informs me about what's going on in His life and i don't have words right now. I am here for Him as his friend but a bit in the background. The submissive, masochistic girl i also keep in the background, 'cause that feels out of place right now. Therefore i temporary will not write new posts here either. That also feels inappropriate. I don't know what the future will bring, i don't know when i will meet my Owner again, but that's the less important. I am here as his friend, i love Him, i hope that i can bring Him some comforting words, and i do hope with all my heart for a bright future for Him and his family.

It's time for some spring cleaning!

Happy easter to y'all!

A bit difficult to search for some easter eggs...

Confusion

It was a beautiful springday with lots of sunshine. I was still busy with some preparations as T. texted me that He wants to meet me at the station an hour earlier, so we can sit in the sun and talk before we leave for our usual location. Panic on all sides haha, 'cause i felt i wasn't ready yet, still too much to do. Besides i gladly wanted to pick up a parcel at the postoffice with a new toy.
As i entered the railway station on time (!) pfffff wíth new toy, my Owner startled me for being there. I suspected to meet Him at the platform. I saw His smiling eyes. He always catches me by surprise.

We decided to travel halfway and drink coffee in Driebergen. As usual, being a nervous subbie, i jabbered away a lot. As i, a few days later, evaluate our meeting, i was fed up with my chatter, so i asked T. to stop my mouth next time. Please? I'm not sure He will do that, i think He's amused as i nervously chatter. +

It was great to meet my Owner again; to see Him, listen to Him, taste Him. But i couldn't find some peace of mind. Not even as i waited for Him in the cellar. Naked. On my knees. For some hours we were together again in our own universum but i couldn't find the magic. The intensity of Us didn't touch me as deep as before. There were some new experiences (i write about it in some other posts) but it was hard to surrender myself. I had the feeling T. had some other things on His mind, that He wasn't with me completely. And it also seemed that i couldn't take much. But i was awfully craving for much; much pain, much humiliation. And most of all much of what T. wanted from me, taking no account of me.

As we were saying goodbye at the station i felt a little numb, a vague feeling. The day after it seemed as if i landed in sub-drop. I was very emotional and cried at every moment. Reflecting our meeting. Thinking that i wasn't good enough for my Owner. Thinking about these emotions i decided to mail T. about these feelings of insecurity and worrying. The scars from my former D/s liaisons appeared again: i was scared to express my feelings, scared for anger, although i know that T. isn't like that. I thought that my Owner has the right to know what my feelings are, in fact this is from essential importance. So i conquered my fears and sended the mail.

.......i hope that You only do the things Yóu find nice, pleasant and horny and if this turned out to be nice, horny etc. as well for me than i'm lucky. Only Yóu decide what is going to happen, if i like it or not. That makes me feel recognized and i can't imagine anything better than to please You, follow You, to do and to experience Your commands and desires, anything what You have in mind. Suffering under your hands and interest is what makes me happy......

Apparantly i'm asking for a harder approach without calculating my wishes. (and from that exactly calculating my wishes, how schizophrenic is that?) I was afraid to send the mail 'cause i don't wanna hurt Masters feelings or being unjust. Perhaps He don't understand what i'm talking about. Fortunately T. understands His subbie very well 'cause as He had received my mail He answered it immediately to set me at ease.

sweet girl,

don't be scared and thank you for your honest mail! Later more and details and everything. I love it that my subbie and girl is sincere. Sincerity is something else than hurting!

Bye sweetheart,

your Master T.

Gratitude and happiness. I'm such a lucky girl. Subbie cries, subbie smiles. For now i'm somewhat confused. Craving. Sometimes my submissive, masochistic feelings are difficult to unravel. I find them at times oh so conflicting. Opposite feelings. It's hard for me to ask things from my Owner. That doesn't suit a submissive? Meanwhile i still feel my bum (and it's a week ago that we've met) A deep dull ache, making me smile and feeling happy.

Clumsy

Those days are here again. Those stirring days before meeting T. My Owner, Tormentor, beloved Friend. A sweet burden. With special rituals. Extra carefully depilating and shaving so when i'm standing in front of Him i will be soft and smooth. A new color in my hair that makes them shine. Buying new stockings. Shall i buy new sexy underwear? Nah, i'm not allowed to wear knickers when i'm with T., so..... My nervous thoughts swirl like petals in springtime. I'm not only soft and smooth coming friday. I will also be a bit bruised. Because i daydream a lot those days and that brings also a lot of clumsyness. Do other subbies recognize this? Nervously jumping and dreaming and more than other times i bump against everything. Auch! another blue spot. I have to be very alert while cooking and cutting the vegetables, 'cause when i don't i will cut my fingers. And if someone is telling me a story, only the half get through. "I'm sorry, what did you say again?"

Today is the last day in which i am my biggest enemy. Until it starts all over again. Do you keep your fingers crossed for me? So when i shave myself i won't cut my private parts. That i won't forget to rinse out my hair in time, so that my hair has this beautiful color i have in mind and not changed into a poisonous green or something. And that there are only one or two blue spots on my body. I prefer the spots marked by my Owner.

Are you subbies also that clumsy before meeting your Owner? ;-)

Cloister dream

Art by Clovis Trouille ~ Reve claustral 1952

The naked self

Amazed i look at the green light of the webcam. The green light that isn't a green light. But the eyes of my Owner. No, i'm not craving that much that i go nuts or something. Craving, yes. And very astonished that even a chat on messenger with T. touches me that deeply.

At first we were talking about daily life. But soon enough there were our dark desires and fantasies. Making me giggle and blushing at the beginning because of my arising horniness. Somehow T. always manage to make me shy, ashamed of my hungry lust. Ofcourse T. mentions with emphasis my lust. He knows exactly how to make me feel small. Just like He knows how shy i become when observing me. He doesn't have a webcam, mine is on. This ofcourse intensifies the feeling of being observed. I have to stand up so T. can watch my tits. He commands me to place two pegs on my nipples. This hurts a lot, those miserable, sensitive nipples of mine. Then i'm allowed to sit again, so He can observe my face. Our conversation continues. About a fantasy that arouses me a lot. So the pain on my nipples fades away. I have to aim the camera on my face, a little bit closer. Looking straight into the camera. As if looking at Him. I have to finger myself, but i'm not allowed to orgasm.

Is that clear?
Yes Master.

Somewhat provoking i look up at the camera, eagerly starting to masturbate. But it doesn't take long, the lust to masturbate vanishes. I notice i become emotional. All the time looking at the camera but my hands resting calm in my lap. Tears welling up. I would like to hide my face behind my hands right now. Too naked. This is the first time someone is observing me this consciously. This is the first time someone is seeing me this clear. Wants to see me this clear. Restlessness befalls me and i sway my chair. Back and forth. There is silence, no messages i can focus on. Only a little green light observing me. T.'s eyes. Is He still there? What's He doing? It seems hours and time stands still. Because of my restlessness i suddenly feel the pain from the pegs again. Those i have to take down from my nipples right now!
No!

is the decided answer from my Owner. Which arouses me very much. Ah, He's still here and He is watching. He's watching me. I can feel His presence, His glance resting upon me. Then i surrender. Peace comes over me and i look straight into the camera. A smile upon my face.

To be continued......

Faith by Master Touch

And oh my, how dó i crave the cane after talking on messenger with my Master yesterday evening........