i don’t get how it works for real. But i know this ~
Yesterday, i was a bit overwhelmed with sadness ~ too many bad things happening to people ~ people i know, people i don’t know ~ things that were painful, not fair, not right. By last night, i was just a bit overwhelmed.
Apparently, i have a saturation point. It’s as if i can absorb “x” amount of pain and sadness, but after that certain point, anything that’s the least bit sad just seems overwhelmingly painful.
This is a revelation in itself ~ the recognition that the reason i react strongly to things that might seem small when i’m trying to absorb too much pain and loss and grief and injustice and… yeah. All that.
When Sir puts me to bed last night, i tell Him about it.
He strokes me a bit, after He encircles my right ankle with rope and binds me securely for the night. His caress is firm. He takes both my wrists in one hand, holding them together, and runs His other hand down my body.
Then there are spanks ~ quick, stinging, He watches my ass turn pink. Just one cheek, the one that’s most convenient for Him. i know, even spanks on alternate cheeks would be nice, but i’ve learned that i usually regret asking for that.
Then He’s done, He pulls the covers over me and kisses me. i feel better. Lots better.
i don’t understand how that works. i just know it does.
Thank you, Sir.