I was nervous, excited, and anxious. I found it exhilarating. I knew what he would want. He wo
I was nervous, excited, and anxious. I found it exhilarating. I knew what he would want. He would demand my respect and devotion. What he didn’t know was that he’d already had it. He had earned it without a word, without saying or telling me anything. His actions spoke volumes of the man he was. He’d earned my devotion by his masterful control over himself and me. With just a look or a placement of his hand on my back, arm, or cheek he directed me, he made me his. I wanted nothing more than to be near him. When he opened the door I entered the room with great anticipation. Would he use me? Would he approve of me? Would I be able to please him? Could I meet his needs? I felt his control the minute I entered his domain. It was calming to my mind and soul. He settled me. In a strong and calming voice he gave me the instructions that I need, that my submissive self can’t live without. He told me how he wanted me to present myself. He told me where to place my clothes. I did as I was told, thrilled at his attention. I smiled a nervous smile. He gave no indication of his pleasure in my behavior or presence. He merely called me close when I was naked. -- source link
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