ok... I've thought about this all day now and I don't think I'm any closer to making sense now then I was earlier ..

but I'll give it a shot.
Mastering
Mastering is when he knows what I'm thinking before I finish the thought myself
It is when he smiles knowingly, waiting for me to voice it even though he knows...
Mastering is when I can sit and listen to constructive criticism with an open mind and not become offended and fly off the handle. When I hear the love behind his words and know that he's just trying to express what I truly asked him for.
Mastering is when he knows the nights when I would really rather stay in my holey flannel pj's and eat ice cream from the carton watching 'You've Got Mail' for the upteenth time, and wonderfully doesn't say a word about it.
Mastering is when I accept that there just are things which are not tolerated and that it was my own free will that put me there... and so by my own free will I accept it and make the most of every boundary and limitation.
Mastering is when he plays my body like the London Philharmonic.... when he knows just where to touch... just how much pressure... just how much pain... just how much torture I can take before my subconsious rises up and sets up walls.... yet he always knows that I go just a little further each time...
But to me... in my simple opinion... true Mastery is...
When he knows when to lean on me, and I am strong and leading. When he can show his weakness and not be afraid of losing his domination. Of when I can see him at his most devastating moment and still see the truly wonderful Master I gave my will to.
Just my thoughts
Master T's imp