softness
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Joined: 8/1/2006 From: Leeds, UK Status: offline
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This isn't a sob story, Its just an example of something that I think might be helpful to some who look at these boards. Last night at about midnight I got a phone call ... it was from Him, the Man who Masters me but isn't my Master, the man I love who is not my Lover ... I usually get to see Him once a year, this time its been longer, almost 2. He is in the army, and the very short periods of leave He gets are for His family, He is head of the family now, both parenst are dead. His family are everything to him, and His devotion to them is the thing I love most about Him. So the phonecall came, He could be with me by 3am, and stay for 3 days ... a rare treat, the longest we have had together in the 8 years He has been in the army. He arrived ... and it was if no time had passed since I last saw Him ... If you look in positive experiences thread I came and posted around 7 am this morning, anything to resist waking Him, because as much as I wanted time with Him, He needed sleep more than I needed Him.When I did finally wake Him we lay and talked, we didn't scene, there were no whips or chains, or nipple clamps, no begging or screaming multiple orgasms, He didn't cane me til I bled. We just lay there talking to eachother. I made Him breakfast and sat at his feet as He ate it ... it was bliss, I thought my heart would burst. And then His phone rang, His kid sister. Their brother hand't come home, she was worried, she needed Him home right away. Reality intruded as sometimesit does. I could see He was torn, desire to stay with me, need to be with His family. So I submitted. I saw that in order to best serve Him, I had to make the choice as simple and painless and stress free for Him as possible. Esse quam videri, I had to be pleasing and not just seem pleasing. I smiled and helped Him repack His bag, I made Him something for the journey, I waved off His apologies and regrets and told Him not to worry. All the time I knew there wouldn't be another chance to see Him on this stint of leave, this was it, for goodness knows how long. All I wanted was to scream and stamp my feet and cry and beg Him to stay with me, to be a spoiled Princess about it all, to moan and complain and shout "woe is me". Even one of those things would have made Him guilty enough to stay, I have no doubt I would have gotten my way. He even said, I will stay if you ask me to, I just smiled and gave Him His coat. That action caused me more pain than anything He could have physically done to me, it took more for me to move my arm then and give Him His coat than anything He has ever asked of me in play. When His car pulled out the drive I didn't even make it inside before I was sobbing, He left at 11.30 I have been walking around my house crying for the last two hours, I miss Him so much I feel physically sick, I have already washed the sheets because I dont think I could cope tonight sleeping surrounded by His smell and not by Him. About 20 minutes ago I got up and decided to write this, for two reasons Firstly It will clear my head, writing always does, and in the next 30 or so minutes He will call to say He arrived home safely, He cannot for a second hear that I am this hurt by loosing Him again so quickly. I refuse to add to the stress and worry in His life, that is not why I have been given to Him. Secondly so much is written on these boards about what it takes to be so and so, how to behave like such and such, what is a True this that or the other. This is especially true of submissives and slave questionning how they should behave in their submission. Very little is ever said about the strength it takes .. the proactive strength I should say rather than the passive. It got touched on in Charlottes thread about doing things we do not want to do in order to please. I think it needs to be touched on more, how many threads are there about people looking for the perfect dynamic? .. for the lasting happiness? ... dozens every week. I truely believe that as a submissive if you want lasting happiness you have to must have lasting strength. I have to have the strength to seal the 7 deliriously happy hours I spent with Him last night away from the pain of waving Him off this morning. I have to have the strength to be bright and supprtive for Him when He calls later. I have to have the strength not to let disappointment turn to resentment and let burn away the very fragile connection we are able to maintain when He is away. A common phrase we hear is that submission is about surrender, and yes it is. It's also about not surrendering, about holding on strong.
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