Hello my love,
Last week was amazing! I woke every morning lying ne t to the most amazing woman I've ever met. This woman is sweet, caring full of love, and elegantly submissive. Every morning, I would stare at her perfectly sculpted body as the rays from the morning sun kissed her skin through the window as if God was finishing his masterpiece.
I would gaze into her soul as she lay still waiting to be awaken by the touch of my lips. My hands gently grazed her soft, firm legs as I leaned in and woke my beauty from her slumber with a kiss.
As her eyes opened, she smiled at the sight of my eyes. Her ears quivered as she heard the voice of her King telling her "good morning sexy, you are so beautiful." Our lips touched, once again, as we fell in love with a kiss that always feels like our first.
I would lye on my back and pull her closer. She would caress my chiseled abs, laying her head on my chest, and close her eyes as if her soul found peace. We would lay there for hours in total serenity, speechless and without interruption.
She would eventually rise to go take care of herself and returned to me waiting her instruction. I would have her daily attire ready and waiting to paint her flawless canvas. Watching her get dressed felt like watching an artist create a masterpiece.
Everything she did was slow and with intent. Her hands gliding over her body, her hair flowing from her face. Her eyes glistening as she catches my excitement. Piece by piece, cloth by cloth her canvass became covered. She began using gentle brushstrokes to highlight what was already perfected by her creator.
As I finished preparing myself, she would approach me and stand before me, presenting herself, waiting for the inevitable approval of her King. I would stand speechless and in awe of this stunning and perfected masterpiece.
Everything was perfect, nothing was missed. Her hair was like silk, her eyes were like fire and her cheeks were that of a gentle rose. Her breast elegantly peaking through like a moon in the night sky, her ass begged for attention as her skirt barely contained it, and her legs were of sculpted ivory, smooth and begging to be touched. She was flawless!
We would leave for the strip and I couldn't wait to bring her home from the moment we left. Her King would escort her never allowing her to touch a door or walk behind him. Treating her like the Queen she is and showing her off to the world.
She would catch me starring at her throughout the day and it made her feel sexy, proud and loved. She rarely noticed all the other eyes, but I did and it reassured how lucky I am, to have own such a beautiful and stunning woman.
Yes, I said own. I own her, she is mine. I am her owner, her King, her Dom, her lover, and her Daddy! I did not purchase her through a financial agreement, she happily gave herself to me. Of all the men in the world, she chose to be owned by me. She gave her gift of submission and I don't take that lightly.
Men and women were not allowed to see any part of her naked body, I became possessive and protective rather quickly but at the same time there was something erotically sexy allowing it when I chose. It's as if I controlled the world and everyone in it. Everyone was waiting for my decision and approval.
She would display her tits to me in public, I would display her ass to the masses. She would react in fake embarrassment, as to not come off as a whore, but as I grabbed her tightly, I felt her moist pussy; she enjoyed it.
She teased me, nonstop, throughout the day and I returned the favor. Driving us both to sexual climax. We would eventually cave to the cravings as I fondled her breastes, fingered her pussy and brought her to orgasm at a public table over dinner as everyone looked on in thier own frustrated sexual disappointment.
She was on her best behavior, a great submissive and a good girl. She would mess up a few times and I would have to bend her over, right there, in the casino, on the street or in the mall, lift her skirt up and spank her ass in punishment. She squimished in pain but became sexually aroused at the same time causing her senses to be confused. I saw her pondering whether to be bad on purpose and I anxiously awaited for her to subside; she did, choosing another punishment.
It was the most erotic, sexuall yet romantic week I have ever spent with her since our honeymoon, 21 years ago. We may not have fucked in public, but give her time as I know she desires it. Her sexual appetite is ferocious and she wants me to cure it; I will gladly do so.
As we ended the week, she pushed me into the room and began to slowly undressed me. I have never felt so much worth and attraction in my life. I felt like a King being rewarded by a woman who sincerely wanted me. It was amazing. She spoke softly and whispered in my ear; "you are all I want, noone else. My desires are to be fullfilled by you daddy. I love you, I married you, I chose you and I gave my self to you and only you" it was at the moment I felt free. Free from my worries, free from my insecurities, free from myself!
I love this woman! My wife, my submissive, my love!