Face time Sunday just passed…

His beard, so yummy. His lips, so scrumptious. His hands, so wicked.

A bruise on my side still growing.

Thirty minutes in his car. Just reconnecting.

Our “meeting” anniversary–7 years since He first spanked me, first fucked me, first beat me. A day of near-death (almost being run over by a truck in the parking lot, of all things!) followed by the pure bliss of finding out that this…this thing we do…is as necessary to me as air…that i crave pain, crave submission, crave the harsh touch of His hand as well as the gentle kisses after, or between those times.

Life is better with Him in it.

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