Sometimes, I feel, I should kneel before you, kissing your feet and kissing your ass (if you'd like), for you are more than I deserve. I need you; without you, I am not Dom, King, Lover or Daddy. I am only me, fucked-up, and lost in the dark searching. You are my better half, my Queen, my Love, and my sweet, sexy, and faithful submissive.
Our souls are connected as you are my comfort. I can cry tears of sorrow and joy with you, gratefully, with no shame. I can be raw with you. There is no need to run, no need to hide. I have the strength to be vulnerable with you.
 Your submission is the most cherished gift, and I will never forget that it is a gift. Should I ever take advantage of the self you give me, I shall be unworthy of being yours
I am deeply touched when you wear your collar. I find myself smiling, giggly, yet feeling powerful inside when you wear it. I love that you wear it proudly and you wear it with a smile. I love that when you wear it, my Queen, with a basic day collar, completely outshines all the people prancing about with pearls and diamonds.
I want to see you stripped down, naked, and raw, except for the collar, sitting in front of the mirror or before me. I love to just watch you, to see the beauty of your motion, the relaxed and effortless breaths as your body, mind, and soul long for my touch, approval, and direction.
You sit before me with your back straight, and your head lowered, and it pleases me. I stand before you and I see the peaceful joy etched in your face as you completely surrender yourself for me, in full submission to me. Knowing it is by your choice and your desire but also as expected. I begin to caress you gently and command you sternly. You are obedient to my demands as you respond the way I expect.
 I was afraid to take this journey at first, there were doubts in my soul. But no longer, as I am ready. I am your Dom; you are my submissive. We can play, laugh, and love. We can discover new romance and we can be kinky together.
Girls do not always know their power. When a man takes them and opens them up, they learn their power and are grateful for it. I like it when you thank me, when I hear your shy giggling, and when you smile that I am pleased. It is so honest and submissive.
When we are apart, the distance is painful. My soul and body ache for you. I can touch myself and feel you, I can close my eyes and see you, hear you. I want to whisper in your ear. I want to be breathless from fucking you. I want to hear your low cries as I thrust into you. I want to feel your supple skin in my hands, and your soft hair against my face.
I want to hear you grimace in pleasure as I spank your ass, your erect nipples, and your vulnerable smooth pussy. I want to see you tied up and bound as your body craves for more. I want to see your nipples clamped, your pussy caged, and your ass plugged off. I want to hear you beg for more. I want to see you squirm in delight. My ears long to hear you whimper from pain as your body fights.
 I love the power I have, given to me by you, to dominate you. I love the thought that I could badly hurt you. I am turned on knowing how much pain I can inflict, causing you to scream and cry out in anguish. Knowing I can do whatever I want to any extent but being completely restricted and controlled by my deepest love for you and the feeling of being owned by the trust you have given me.
When I say, "go wait for me", you know your position. Sitting Indian style, back straight, hands and elbows flat, wrists rested on your knees, with palms up. Your shoulders are pulled back and your head is tilted forward with your eyes wide shut, in full submission. It is beautiful to see you waiting like that. Waiting for discipline, waiting for love, waiting for the unknown. It excites me, thrills me, and pleases me.
I order you; I dictate to you the exact motions to make. I tell you when to speak and how to move, teaching you how to please me while showing you how to please yourself. As our bodies come together, quivering under the touch, I reward your obedience and submission by gently kissing your soft, gentle lips.
I begin to navigate my tongue south on your naked exposed body as I explore your most sensual zones. Feeling your body tighten, your legs squeeze, and your back arch in anticipation as I slowly find myself at the entrance of your sacredness.
I love controlling how soft and slow I take it, how fast I stroke it, how deep I dive, and how wet to get it. I love how tight you grasp it, how you squirm in pleasure, building up to the moaning verbal release of ecstasy.
At that moment, I feel powerful and accomplished as I begin to crawl to you and comfort you with a seducing and passionate kiss. I give you what you long for as my soft tip caresses your bald, smooth clit. I watch your eyes disappear and travel to another dimension as my big, sturdy cock ever so slowly breaks the threshold and begins to slowly enter the tabernacle of your being.
You moan and grab me tightly. Your nails pierce my flesh as I continue slowly driving to your deepest depths. As your mind travels, you feel the effects, feeling the thrust, and feeling the gentle increase in size and motion. Your moans turn to outbursts as I accelerate. You lose all control as the thrust becomes more powerful. Your body becomes mine for the taking, completely vulnerable and at will. Your legs praise the sky as my hands grasp your shoulders as if bracing for impact, and with a few hard thrusts, you loudly scream out and your body leaves your soul as you fall into the most orgasmic trance.
In a dynamic power shift, it unleashed your uncontrolled desire as you toss me to the side and mount your stallion. Your eyes roll back, and your hands caress your breasts as you slide deeper onto my hard cock. I call you dirty names, degrading you with verbal intensity as I grab your hair and violently redirect you. But inevitably, the balance shifted.
I go quiet, my breathing deepens as I admire the beauty before me. The power is yours; you know it and I know it. You bask in it, and you delight in it. You begin to sexually rage on, taking complete control. Losing your smile and replacing it with a look of determination and ecstasy. I close my eyes as I can no longer watch, as you take my trembling hands, guiding them over every inch of your body, arriving at your breasts as you pick up intensity.
As orgasm becomes prevalent and near, you squeeze your breasts and release my hands, falling forward, digging into, and cutting my chest causing me pain as you feel my thick Dick getting bigger, harder, and beginning to seep, showing the signs of completion. As your wet pussy drips down my dick, I release my eruption inside you, restricted, held down, and bound. You feel me, every muscle, as my body flexes.
We fight for dominance as you ultimately lose to my strength, as I toss you off as if you were nothing. As you lay there feeling accomplished, mighty yet weak, I immediately pull you back, lay your head on my chest as I caress your hair, and kiss your lips in romantic comfort and delight.
As we lay there, heartbeats in sync, I feel overjoyed and flooded with emotions as I truly do not understand, not only how I deserve you and your love, but your complete submission to me! I may never understand, but I relish that I am!