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aliljaded 53F
23952 posts
2/16/2019 10:59 pm
Presence

Sometimes all I need is for him to be there. It’s a hard thing for me to admit. I’m more likely to gently, quietly suggest that maybe it would be nice to have more of him. Maybe. And the more I need him, the less willing I am to say so.

I started a new job a couple of weeks ago. And the day before, I was freaking out. Not sure what to wear or whether I was ready. Stressing about every detail. I am good at putting on a brave face, but change is hard for me. And Sir knows it. So the night before, he offered to meet me for coffee that morning.

me: Sir, you don’t have to do that. I’ll be fine.
Him: Happy to do so. Maybe a good hug will calm you down and get you centered.
me: I always like to see your face. It’s really not necessary though. I’m a big girl.
Him: You are MY big girl. But I really don’t like the thought of you full of anxiety.
(long pause)
me: I guess this is the part where I just say, “yes, Sir.”
Him: Good girl.

And so the next morning, a nervous little girl walked into a coffee shop wearing very grownup clothes and feeling a bit out of place. Then Sir walked in. He smiled at me the way that he does when his heart is overflowing, and I knew it was all okay. He sat down next to me, and he was beaming. He told me how proud he was and how professional I looked. Said he felt a little like he was sending me off for my first day of school. Asked if I had a juice box in my bag. I’m sure I blushed.

Then he got out a pen and grabbed my hand. It tickled a little as the tip of the pen moved over my skin.

“Now, this is a little cheesy. But. When you are feeling nervous or overwhelmed today, I want you to cross your fingers. And think of me behind you, wrapping my arms around you.”

He crossed my fingers. I looked down and saw two smiling faces, with one wrapping arms around the other. And in those faces, I could see our lazy moments curled up in bed. Big spoon and little spoon. Collared and cuffed, with his hands holding my wrists while we slept. I could see the way he smiles at me when I sit on the floor and play with the dog. I could see his eyes as he claims me, telling me he chooses me. Telling me we will make this work. All day I stared at those little happy fingers, crossing them when they needed a hug. And all day I felt him with me.

Sometimes D/s isn’t spanking and fucking. Sometimes it’s just presence. With the new job, we’ve had less time together than we had before. But these little happy fingers show me that he doesn’t have to be with me to be with me. A quick note, pictures, a phone call, giving or denying permission—these are all ways I feel his love and ownership. I am still his property, and he is still my Owner. And when I can’t feel his hand on my throat, feeling his presence makes all the difference in the world.

~cherishedproperty


"Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”


CawintShard 68M

2/19/2019 2:34 pm

The small things in life are important. They meaning. Such expressions prove that someone cares and if love is there or is on its way welcome it.


tahimikbayani 53M
8008 posts
2/17/2019 8:06 pm

Sometimes, many times it is the little things that make the connection between two people that much stronger and welcoming. That was nice.


drmgirl622 68F  
25884 posts
2/17/2019 7:34 am

This made me smile.....


aliljaded 53F
8847 posts
2/16/2019 11:09 pm

That's so sweet.

"Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”



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