Thursday, October 24, 2013

I am naked. He is dressed.

That is how it usually is.
That is how we usually start.
I am naked.
He is dressed.

Sometimes, especially with the luxury of a hotel room, it might be different. I might be dressed in black bra and black panties and black heels when I open the door to him. Or - since his latest gift to me - very sheer black baby dolls. But usually - I am naked and he is dressed. And he stays dressed for quite a while.
Me: naked, small, and vulnerable.
My Master: fully dressed, strong and controlling,
his power throbbing above and around me.

I am naked.
He is dressed.
And there it is.
The physical manifestation of who and what and how we are.

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