silent adoration

lukemonaco:

You just wait. I’m not finished with you yet.

…even if I have finished.

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fortheloveofasub:

“Since you cannot seem to hold your legs apart even when I do not so much as touch you with the flogger it seems that I shall have to restrain you my pet,” I explain, pulling lengths of soft rope from the night stand drawer. “Do you remember all the lessons we had about self-restraint and maintaining your position without external assistance? Has all that gone out the window little one?”

“No Sir, I remember your lessons well,” you reply, “but the flogger is rather frightening and particularly when I cannot see where it will land next and how hard.”

“Arms over your head my pet,” I command, binding your wrists together with the rope. “Yes, I can certainly understand the fear associated with the flogger but at any point did you find it terribly painful as I struck you with it?”

“No Sir, but I always had the feeling you were taking it easy on me,” you respond. “It seems as though at any moment you could really haul off and hurt me seriously with that flogger and it scares me.”

“And it should my pet, it should,” a slightly evil tone creeping into my conversational response. “In the wrong hands the flogger can be a devastating instrument of punishment, especially if the wrong (or right) flogger is used. But I have chosen a very soft and supple flogger for use on you my pet and at no time would I ever hit you in anger or so as to harm you,” I explain, stretching your arms tight and affixing them to the headboard.

“I know that Sir, but still, with the blindfold obscuring my sight, the sound and fear of the unknown is terribly intimidating. I was scared,” you explain a little pleadingly.

“And you were excited too, weren’t you my pet?” a twinkle in my eye as I ask.

“Ummm…yes, somehow it was exciting and scary at the same time,” you confess.

Grasping your ankle I pull your legs apart and tie one to a bedpost followed quickly by the other leaving you stretched helpless and spread wantonly open to my every whim. You pull at the bonds experimentally only to find that you have virtually no freedom of movement whatsoever.  For an instant there is a genuine look of fear in your eyes but as I brush your hair back from your face and caress your cheek with my fingertips you ease back into something resembling acceptance.

“Enough talking my pet, I think instead of a blindfold we shall still your voice. Open your mouth wide,” I order, pressing a ball gag deeply into your mouth before affixing its straps behind your head. “Yes, that is very nice little one. Now watch closely and quietly as I play the flogger all over your helpless body.”

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whatshewanted:

this is good too. ;)

simply-black-and-white:

If you are lucky enough to have a submissive woman consider herself yours, do not take her for granted, her skin may be thick and her threshold for pain high, but her heart is just as fragile as any other. They are quite rare creatures and they should be treated with the utmost respect. I know I do. 143 Baby

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anon-of-us:

Agreed…but it goes beyond sex. The submissive’s trust in the Dom, in placing their life in the Dom’s hands, coupled with the love and responsibility the Dom has for taking care of the submissive, creates a bond stronger than anything I have seen or experienced. It’s two halves of a whole and its the most wonderful feeling I have ever experienced.

- amaster

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whatshewanted:

here we go. ;)

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