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Rock and Water - Chapter 9
Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: justahole, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
Master. Such a loaded word. In the most basic terms, it defines one person’s authority over another; but in the context of my relationship with Patrick, the use of the word goes so much deeper, and brings such pleasure to us both. It’s a word I’d never considered using, even as my interest in bdsm burgeoned. It felt contrived, as if the use of it only confirmed that bedroom games were being played. I still primarily call him Sir, but there are times during our sexual adventures, that nothing less than ‘master’ will do. At those times, I want to leave him with no doubt about my love, my trust, and my deference to his wicked desires. There have been times that we’ve surprised each other, with how potent and dark our explorations have taken us. We’ve had some heart to hearts whether they could harm the foundation we’re building together, one that will very soon include having Addie back at home, and me working full-time again. For as much as power exchange has begun to creep into our everyday lives, there have been as many occasions where Patrick checks in with me, making sure I have little doubt of his love or respect, along with his commitment to our relationship. Though, in those moments where I give myself to him, the peace I find in exposing my most base and raw desires to him, trusting him to guide me safely through those dark waters, have been the most sexually charged and freeing of my life. These are the thoughts that pass through my Ambien –addled brain at a cruising ...