You may have noticed I’ve been doing a lot of these touchy-feely posts lately. I realized that I’d gotten a little carried away with the slam-a-dick-down-your-cunt-face posts over the past several months.
Not that I don’t LOVE to gag you with a real man’s meat and make you mop up his balls with your teary little face (oh goodness, there I go again!) but there are times when you need to put your service into perspective. Your hard little winky likes me to get all mean and tough, but your poor widdle heart sometimes needs to be coddled a bit. There’s nothing wrong with that.
In most cases, I realize that you don’t like to serve a dominant woman simply because you’re a glutton for punishment–even if you are a glutton for punishment.
You want to serve a dominant woman because it just feels right. It’s natural to you, as if you’re just doing what you should have been doing all along.
You’ve spent a lot of your life unable to ask for what you really want. The few times you tried to ask for it, you didn’t really get what you wanted and needed. I know that is incredibly frustrating, and often heartbreaking, not to be understood by the people you care about the most.
I’ll let you in on a little secret. I don’t know how I do it, but there are times when I can actually feel what you feel. No, seriously. Some people say they’re empaths–which just means they can literally feel the emotions of someone else in their bodies. It sounds crazy, I know, and I’m so logical that sometimes it sounds a little outlandish to me, but I really think it’s true.
If you’ve ever read a blog post I’ve written, and thought, “Oh god. HOW did you KNOW I felt like that?”
Well, that’s what I’m talking about. I’ve listened to enough cuckolds, small penis beta boys, cocksuckers, sissies, body worshippers, pain sluts, (and the list goes on) that I know how you feel. And even if your particular take on a fetish is a bit different from everyone else, it won’t take me long to know how YOU feel too.
How? Because while you spoke, I could feel the emotion in your voice. I’ve heard the arousal, the excitement, the shame, and (sometimes) the heartbreak, and I’ve understood you.
So yeah. I’m a demanding bitch. I do indeed feel that I’m entitled to your service, because you are configured to serve me. But underneath it all, I know what motivates you. I understand what you need.
Serving me is a deeply satisfying undertaking. Don’t you think it’s time to go deeper into serving your Mistress?