I am still so lost - but, I know this man has found me again - and there is a reason for this. I never set out to be owned; I was simply looking for someone who just enjoyed spanking and could quench my thirst for the same. But, this gentleman has engaged me and invited me down this path with him and it scares me.
To have to ask permission for simple things I take for granted; for having to beg him to allow myself to be pleased - he says my biggest fear should be not of what he would do to me, but of what he would NOT do to me, or with me, or for me ... I should fear that one day he will not exist for me, and it is my job to ensure this does not happen. Some people would immediately walk away in a huff and say fuck this! Two months ago, I would have ... three weeks ago, I would have ...
Yesterday, I had a small crisis in my life, and who did I call? Him ... he's winning, isn't he?