One of the major things that make me want to send the first message to my Master was that he didnt want his property have to think. He would make all the decisions.
All my brain has done for me was caused me trouble because I tend to be over analytical and over thing everything. My brain is like a sponge and absorbs everything around it. Then Im left with the task of processing all the info over the next few hours or days. Trying my best to understand the meanings of everything.
My Master has the wonderful ability of pulling me in and only thinking about him by just hearing his voice and seeing his face.
I honestly do trust him in my heart but its my mind that causes me to doubt him. I know he must hate whenever I doubt him...
Funny (and gross) thing is that the patterns my snot has been making when I blow my nose is a heart...
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This morning I though that was my Master at work was kinda stupid but it honesty did make me feel better. Maybe I have been feeling so shitty is because I miss him a lot
My journal, thoughts, experiences, and advice while in the lifestyle of BDSM. I'm highly opinionated and cynical. I'm not afraid to speak my own mind.
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