I don’t want notches on my belt.
I want a soul.
I don’t want a store of jewels.
I want one or two priceless jewels to keep in my pocket.
That is what I am about.
Intense, all in, long-term, intimate, out of this world special.
Let’s go deep, and when we get there, I’ll take you deeper.
You can’t get there just playing around.
Maybe it was the way I came into D/s. Maybe it was the way I endured. I don’t know, but it is what sits in my bones.
I am obsessed with it.
I’ve done the “temporary” (vanilla) thing. It is emptiness that attempts to fill up lonely space.
But, here’s the thing, if that jewel was in my pocket, safe and sound, I would love to find a female sub to call my own — temporary with the possibility of taking that other spot in my pocket.
I can’t seem to make myself do it the other way around, or any other way, so it is what it is, and I’m good with that.