So, I hurt my back/shoulder a little bit yesterday and told Craftsmate about it before he came to visit me today and we had a super fun, super sexy/blushy day that I’ll post more about.
But I’d just like to share right now that while I was sucking his cock, he reached down to where I had hurt myself and gave me a really nice, attentive massage.
Because reciprocity and generosity and considerateness are all awesome.
I love when you overwhelm me.
I don’t even hesitate when he puts his fingers in my mouth anymore. It’s just a force of habit now.
Soon. Promise?
I take a distinct pride in knowing that even if he doesn’t want to identify as “Daddy,” I still got under his skin and managed to make him sortofkindoflikeit.
How I wish we could pull this off.
So, Craftsmate and I celebrate six months next weekend.
And we’ve decided to go on a hike to fulfill a mutual fantasy.
I’m a very lucky girl.
I understand I get a little silly about things sometimes. Or I don’t take submitting quite as seriously as I could from time to time. Or that I look for the easy way out when it comes to punishment and discipline.
But, this I want to earn the right way. I want it to really mean something when I’m collared. I want it to be serious and wonderful and to feel proud and overwhelmed and overjoyed. And I know you know all this already, but I mean it.
I want to work for this.
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“Now, sweetheart, don’t be shy.”
