To be your master,daddy I have to know everything about you. But to know everything, I need to learn you. And to learn you, I need to listen, to listen to the sound of you
To notice every detail, even the smallest twitch in your face, every movement of your body
I have to know...
When it really hurts, when it’s most difficult, when you can push through it, when you’re trying so hard, fighting yourself
What completely breaks you, when you put your mask on so tight it becomes a part of you, determined to hide yourself, from the world and from me. I need to look past the masks you wear, see past your defenses, interpret your moans, how you shake, to be able see your real thoughts.
And then to choose where to touch, how to turn you on, as I wish, for my benefit, and for yours.
Intelligently, fearlessly, wisely
I know that you too are learning me. After all our connection is mutual. I see the hunger in you, yearning to figure out who I am, curious but always skeptic
You’ve exposed yourself to me so I must do the same
Master or slave, it matters not. First and foremost, we are man and woman, human to human. Whether we wish it or not, our emotions speak for themselves. The connection between us is the difference between a one night fling and true BDSM.
And when I finally allow you to see the real me, exposed, you will see the cracks in my ego, when I am worried, when I’m uncomfortable, when I near my limits, when I need to pause, all the good and also the bad. I am never ashamed in front of you.
Because I know there’s a reason I chose you. A reason I deliberately exposed myself to you. It is because I know you will always protect my weak spots from anything that wishes to harm me, keep them in the safest safe, guarded by you, the lioness.
Maybe in a different situation, you would use this to break me but you chose me because I am whole. And that which is whole does not break. It remains sturdy and strong no matter the circumstance.
You know you could use what you know to take advantage. But that’s never your goal. You aren’t holding on to it in order to hurt me but as a reminder of our mutual exposure in the context of respect for each other. You are not just a slave to your master. You are also a confidante, a keeper of secrets, thoughts, fears, a witness to the truth inside of me, to the conscious and subconscious. I have my key and you have yours.
By Eli Dom
