The emotion and intimacy is what makes it even hotter at this point. I have so much trust in Him, faith in Him, and utter belief that He truly wants what is best for me... that I will give anything He asks.
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Ya'll have made me cry.
Beautiful. I want to hug you both.
And you've made me miss Mia'cova even more, even though we only parted yesterday. *sigh*
Congradulations Sir Ozme and Jeanne, what an awesome adventure to share. <Huggs> to Jeanne, and maybe some ice? hehehehe. Giggles to Suchaminx. Drools from me lol.
Definantly a worthwhile continuing thread, thank You's to Sir Ozme and Jeanne for sharing so openly.
Respectfully~SidheWolf
Addendum to my previous posted response;
In all the excitement of the recent event on this thread AND my drool stage....while I thought on another aspect, I forgot to note it. Excuse me please. And since noone here is a mindreader (I don't think<G>), and couldn't possibly know these thoughts without my saying, let me express them now.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Jeanne! I'm so happy for you that you had such a great one! <huggs>.
Respectfully~SidheWolf
This thread just keeps getting better and better! :)
I would much prefer birthday orgasms to birthday dumps. I'm due a lot to make up for past omissions. Where can I apply?
thanks.
Tomorrow. :D
Ozme, that was truly beautiful, what a lucky girl - and you are lucky too, to have a gift so rare and use it to such powerful effect.
Have a fabulous time, you two, the Charles and Camilla of the forum! Don't forget the batteries. x x
And a sadist too.
No more hot coffee for her!!
What is it with you and the cold coffee?? You can't sue anyone for spilling cold coffee in your lap, after all... ;)
Please treat it as such? Didn't exactly answer the question, Pearlgem, did you?
when i commented earlier on in the thread i had only read about your first encounter - having read back over each time you met (sometimes more than once i might add - just to make sure that i could savour every wonderful detail) i have to say that this thread is just about the most beautiful and erotic thing i have read for ages - if not EVER. The feelings of submission felt by jeanne are so detailed and totally understood by me and Oz - wow, just wow. I so hope that the two of you continue on your journey unhindered by real life difficulties and that we hear much more of your story.
I'm so laughing at you both, Pearlgem and rachel. You guys tickle me to pieces - and no comments in this thread are considered by me to be hijacking. :D
Milord, one of the most important things we discussed before meeting again was atonement. I needed to atone for asking for release. Although we had not discussed details, you told me that it was something that needed to be disposed of immediately - that you too needed my atonement. It wasn't exactly punishment but was not to be a pleasant experience either. But, it was necessary for both of us to feel fully 'us' again. For me to feel completely yours again.
I can't describe the joy I felt when I saw you at the airport, milord. I felt so hesitant yet so needy. I planned to stay so calm and cool, milord. And what happened? As I approached you, sitting in the waiting area, my knees grew weak. By the time I reached you, all I wanted was to be wrapped in your arms. I practically fell into your lap, didn't I? Feeling your strong thighs holding me up, your strong arms wrapping around me...I felt safe and happy and home. As if I could finally, really breathe.
As soon as we entered the room you put me on my knees, between yours while you sat in a chair...took my throat in your hand and put your face right up to mine. Told me I was to never leave you again. That if I asked for release again you'd beat me until I changed my mind. Now I have to admit, a part of me at that moment thought 'yeah, right'........until you slapped my face. Again and again. And spit in my mouth. That shocked and surprised me - and I realized you were extremely serious. Thank God you were - I needed that, milord. Then you stood up, bent me over, and beat me 5 times with the rod portion of a crop. Hard. It was brutal, milord. And I was fighting back tears, fighting to not shame myself by begging you to stop. I was still crying when you said you forgave me and then fed me your cock so I could thank you properly.
Thank you, milord. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for wanting me. Thank you for keeping my submissive heart firmly in your grasp - and for knowing and understanding that I needed to know how deeply I am yours.
jeanne - I was almost crying as I read this - thank you to both you and Oz for sharing this with us
I am so happy for your both
love and ~hugs~ minxy xx
I did cry. Still am.
Mercy.
jeanne...Oz...~looks at you both~...beyond words.
jeanne wonderfully written. I would have cried if i wasnt at work. (lol) :)
He knows how to get to me in ways no other ever has. He just reaches inside me and grabs hold of my deepest, most treasured, fragile self.
One of the things I remember most was how much we laughed. Several times I was to the point of tears, lying in the floor curled up, laughing so hard I could barely breathe. Of all the gifts you give me, milord...helpless, overwhelming laughter is one of the very best. The fact that you 'get' my teasing, that you understand that give-and-take and enjoy it as much as I do...wow. D/s isn't all serious and somber and deep - sometimes, at least for us, it's light and silly and joyful. Thank goodness. :)
Wow. I think my heart stopped for a second or two while reading that. Such passion.
Twice before I have met you at airports.
The first time I waited where I could watch you approach and watched you looking for me. In your nervousness you never saw me, so I approached and stepped in behind you and whispered in your ear. Your surprise intense, your reaction skittish like a young filly.
The second time I waited where you couldn't miss me and the smile on your face lit the enclosure, vast though it was.
This time, you were coming back to me, so I waited where you had to look to find me. I waited where you had to walk to meet me and put yourself into my hands. I sat and didn't stir. It was for you to cross the chasm between us.