People who have Masters that are long distances away from them are not alone. They are coupled, with their Masters.

If something goes wrong, from either half of the relationship, I'd assume that they would go to their Master to help pick up the pieces. I've had quite a few breakdowns from crazy shit that I thought was too intense for me to handle but actually was just intense enough to make me better and happier (most recently from long-term orgasm denial, but sometimes for "simple" things like keeping my tone pleasant - that really shattered my sassy sense of self!)... Every single time, I went crying to my Master for help, comfort, support. It's strange when the person enforcing the things that make you cry, are the ones that you go crying to, but I guess lots of kinky people experience this. I don't need someone to physically pick up my pieces, because I don't physically fall apart. I need Him, wherever he is, because he's the love of my life, and can pick me up from anywhere.

Of course I'd like for him to be able to hold me while I cry, but he will eventually and there's no use pretending that because we're long distance, we can't do anything that pushes us, or even in my case, shatters us and makes us up into something else (something better, teehee).

To Archeon and bluefarie, I'll say thank you for posting your experiences with this. I didn't read it as a dangerous recommendation or anything besides sharing something that helped you become closer, and helped you both find that extra "something" that this is about for you, besides sexy fun times. Also, despite all the cautioning about how nonsexual this is... I can't say it's not a little hot to me, lol. It's hard for me to separate the idea of understanding your place as a slave/being more aware of your Master's power and ownership of you (ie the points of taking away all privileges), and hotness. It's sort of ends and means, all in one to me.