Death Sentence
So I was sitting on the bed folding a load of clothes and watching the television. Some show about criminals or something.
Master walked over and said “Are you watching this?” and without waiting for an answer, flipped the channel.
”Well, I was.” I said, shrugging.
He looked at me, said “Only because I love you so much.”, turned the channel back to my show and walked away.
It’s official. He loves me too much.
Being loved too much is an absolute death sentence to M/s. At least to my type of M/s it is.
I know I shouldn’t read so much into one simple gesture. But I wouldn’t be the drama queen I am if I didn’t overreac-
Wait. Forget all that.
Yesterday I promised an easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy post today. With pictures.
Check back in a bit. 
~cunt
Uncategorized | kaya | 
January 31, 2008 9:45 am
You’re a nut, you know that?
’tis why you love me!
Love is a moderating impulse on the BDSM dynamic, one that is bittersweet to many.. The question is, are you OK with giving up some of the fantasy for love? does the relationship service the kink or does the kink service the relationship??
Some days I am better than okay with giving up some of the fantasy for love. Other days, not so much.
Love interferes with sadism, at least for Him it does. And sometimes that bothers me. But, I also know that I *need* His love. I could not submit to Him without it.
I do want His love.. just not too much of it. Ultimately, He’s to decide what is too much, regardless of what I think of it anyway.