ChampagneMojito
Posts: 77
Joined: 4/8/2008 From: UK Status: offline
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I met my slave (also my fiance) via Collar Me in 2006. I collared him a few weeks after we met, he asked me to marry me within 4 months of our first meeting. It's beautiful. Loving, sexy, funny. We've had entire weekends of pure, dirty kink that I've woken up from sore and sated. We've also had weekends of obligation - looking after each other's friends/family. We've seen hard times too (that are now thankfully behind us) - my redundancy, his company's failure. Most times, I guess we look like any other couple. But if you peeked into our flat on, say a Monday evening, you might see a few unusual things, like him asking me permission to use the bathroom, me smacking his bottom whenever I saw him bending over, me raising an eyebrow and him backing off very quickly if he was getting a little cheeky. Maybe he'd go to bed a little early, and I'd come in later and wake him roughly, pushing him down between my legs for some amazing oral, using him hard, cumming, then rolling over without a care for his aching cock. If you hung around for the week, you might see nothing odd on Tuesday or Wednesday, but maybe on Thursday, I'd tie him to the chair, blindfold him, spoonfeed him his dinner. Following that, I might strip him, put him in little panties, place a remote controlled vibrator up his ass, then watch some porn with him while turning on and off the vibe (actually, I did that last night). I guess what I'm saying is we mix the mundane with the kink, the funny with the serious, the intimate with the infliction of pain. None of this could mean what it does if we didn't love each other. He's not just my slave, he's my soul mate. We aren't very similar personality-wise, but we share many interests and have the same core values. I love his family, he loves mine. We treat each other kindly. Sometimes we resolve arguments with great dignity, sometimes with kink, other times again with giant sulks. We laugh a lot together, and we both know that I'm always right (wink). There's no-one I would rather spend time with, anytime, anywhere. I love him and he loves me. I never thought I'd find true love in BDSM, but I did and it filled me right up. Keep the faith. E x
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin
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