Dear Ms. Angela:

Today I had a kind of epiphany- that I already do belong to you!

I realized how contented, how happy I actually am now. Your guidance, your tutelage and yes, even the mandates and canons you’ve instituted have actually set me free! And Oh My Mistress it is a wonderful thing.

I want to obey. I want to be owned. And I am owned. By YOU!

I am where you want me to be and I am doing what you want me to do. This was always what I wanted, even though the very thought of it both confused and unnerved me.

And now, even if I momentarily think I might know better than you or God Herself (assuming She doesn’t speak through you when I need to hear things out loud), I rejoice and am forever grateful to be here with you.

I want you.
I am yours.
I always will be.

Much love, Mr. F

Mr. F.:

Thank you for this lovely email. I take much delight in the journey we’ve been on. You can certainly be beautiful when you behave yourself, trusting me and this adventurous process.

Ms. Angela

P.S. Do pay attention to the title of this entry. 😉

… get pink pedicures with a crystal embedded in one red party nail

Dear Angela,

Although each session ends with its own unique aspects of aftercare, the following is fairly typical of my play with my real time Mistress, and feels right as I read it. Use, and edit, as you see fit.

Fondly,

Mr. DPS

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I am spent, used, and deep into that wonderful, euphoric place that you take me with our play, and I want to thank you in a way that you will appreciate the impact that you have just had on my life experience, even though I don’t yet fully appreciate it myself because I am, at this point, merely basking in the immediate afterglow. And as I feel your fingers gently caressing my scalp, and just barely hear your soft, whispered comfort close by my ear, I know that there will be time to express my gratitude, but now is a time when you want to help me reenter.

Mere minutes ago, you were taunting me with “show your Mistress what a good party slut you can be,” and now you soothingly, and happily, coo in my ear what fun we had. You run your hands slowly over my body, and I feel the gentle press letting me know that I am safe, and then safer still as you embrace and hold me close to your warm body.

After some time, you disengage while repositioning my head from your chest to a pillow, and soon return with a glass of cool water, and a warm, wet washcloth that you press onto my lower abdomen. Before departing again, you squeeze my hand, place a soft kiss on my forehead, and tell me to take my time recovering; you’ll be back in a little while.

When you return, we reminisce about our most recent adventure, maybe share a laugh about some misstep or fumble, and maybe also set a few ideas for next time. This is now the time when I can start to express my overwhelming gratitude for your understanding, openness, and companionship on my kink journey, during, one last, time seemingly unlimited, full body hug before bidding farewell until next time.

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Thank you, Mr. DPS

Absolutely beautiful.

*Image is detail from Dreamy Moon and Stars by Artist Cynthia Schmidt