But this really reminded me of Doug (The Viking). I didn’t have issues with it like the woman in your story though… I’m not sure what that says about me. But I wanted to say thank you, I’ve had a hell day at the dentist and to think about him so happily is a good thing for me.

I’m starting to believe that the best kinky relationships are the ones where the people want almost the exact same thing, almost eliminating that whole opposites attract idea. YOu know, aside from that whole D/s thing ;)

Arghhh!!! You gonna make me cry and hate myself!!! How many times I asled myself those questions, and wait wait… for what ‘I’ want..
A good lesson to remember..
Yes, Master… I am here for you to do what you want with me… nothing else, nothing less, nothing more… and surely not what ‘I’ want…
Thank you for this poece of wisdom… ;-))

-Taylor

“Sometimes i feel like i am searching for something that i can’t find”
Lord, do I know that feeling…and you know the scariest thought.. is that it’s probably *right under our noses* and we don’t even see it. Just like putting your collar on… is it really made up of all the simple things? If it is, why are we searching for something bigger? What does it all mean??

You see what being in a closet does to you… you have nothing to do but THINK…lol

It’s a real dilemma figuring out where my needs end and His rights as Master start… or rather.. it’s a real dilemma *accepting* that my needs have ended and His are everywhere. YOu know, when I came into this lifestyle it was with my eyes wide open.. I knew what I was embarking on. And every day I’m confronted with some new thing that I thought I *knew* and had absolutely no real clue about. I think that’s what gets under my skin about the people who never seem to have any troubles.. how do they do that!? I’m simultaneously skeptical and jealous as hell.

Maybe that will be us someday, huh?

What the hell does that feel like??

Sometimes i feel like i am searching for something that i can’t find. i put my collar on as soon as i got home and wore it until this morning. Having it on made me feel owned. (Why didn’t i think of that??)

Kaya, you are an excellent writer. You are also brave enough to share everything you go through and feel. Your doubts, your pain, your joys……….all of it. Thank You. It helps more than you will ever know.

That big ass candle opened me up all right. A LOT! I’ve been whistling dixie without moving my lips and I’m not a ventriloquist..:)

And thank you, bunches and bunches.