Late last night, we heard gun shots coming from the woods that are behind us. Directly though the woods are houses. We do hear gun shots every do often during the day sometimes, but never late at night. It worried both Master and I. Master walks into his office space, which is right off of the living room and gets his shot-gun, makes sure that its loaded, bundles up and goes outside. Now, I don’t know why, but when he gets in protective mode and grabs his gun it just a wonderful feeling I get. I swoon at the thought of him protecting his property.
He was out there for a long time. I thought about going out to find him. But, he eventually came back in and didn’t find anything suspicious and the neighbors were fine. I thanked him for being my protector and that I felt so safe with him. Let me tell you, it made for some very hot sex last night and a wonderful morning with me waking up to Master on top me forcing his cock into my mouth. Maybe I should go find who ever was shooting last night and ask them to do that more often. 🙂
The one thing that I desire most in my relationship with Master is kink. I want to be his slut slave. I want to be his little cunt. I want him to use different devices and make me wear and use clamps, dildos, and other things for daily tasks. I want him to use me sexually for his pleasure. I used to love having anal sex and wish so much to feel that again. I desire to feel Master’s hands and fingers on my cunt. I want to feel his belt or paddle on my bare butt just for his pleasure and for me to feel that pain that I so crave. I want to feel his flogger on my back until my back just can’t take anymore. I just want him to use me as his sex slave every now and then.
I know that my desires are just that…wants and desires. But, in a sense for me it is a need. It is something that is important to me. I wish I could have that. I fantasize about having another Dom that does those things to me and who wants to do those things to me. I find it so hard to talk to Master about these kinds of things. I don’t know how. And when I do try, things become difficult for us. So, I just leave it alone. It’s always there in my mind though.
Desires,crave, needs, wants…….am I selfish? Does that make me less of a slave?