What I Want…

Body lain bare before Him, save for the collar He put around my neck, the symbol of my submission.

Soul lain bare before Him, an open book, in need of the type of cathartic release only He can provide.

His hand caressing my cheek, trailing down my face, my neck, my shoulder, tender, sensual, as though cherishing my gift to Him.

The ropes binding my wrists in front of me, my hands, my control on my world, no longer important.

His lips softly brush mine, teasingly, before the gag is placed – my voice, my ability to communicate my wants, my needs, taken away, given away, to Him…for I trust that He knows what I need.

The blindfold goes on next, his hands gently brushing my hair back as he slips it over my head. My eyes, my sight, my sense of reality, removed – He now controls – and comprises – my reality.

The clamps and clips attach to sensitive body parts, a constant pull and pressure, an ever-present reminder to submit, to release my control, to give in to the pain and pleasure He intends to bring.

The pain, gentle at first, sensual, becoming more intense, building to a crescendo, and stopped before it arrives, to be replaced by pure sensuality – tender touches, sharp nails, soft fabric, moist kisses…

The pain begins again, building, ever higher, but again, that crescendo is interrupted by the sensual wonderland than only He can take me to.

Again, the pain spirals, but I am lost, floating, traveling in subspace, relishing in the sensations of the moment.

A final sharp pain brings me slightly back to reality, along with his hands, softly urging me to turn over. Still in my own world, I abide, only to have the clips and clamps I had somehow forgotten suddenly removed.

The crescendo that had been building all night hits a climax – more powerful than any other. The waves of pain and pleasure whisk me away to a world where only we exist.

As I begin to crash back to reality, He wraps me in His arms, lovingly, tenderly, providing the aftercare I need so much.

The cathartic release achieved, the tears begin to flow, tears of frustration, of joy, of pain, of sorrow, of longing, of pure and simple desire and love.

It is that release I need – to feel that free and comforted, to lie in His arms and just be, winding down into a peaceful state of bliss that I never want to end. 

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