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Sir sees me. He really sees me.
Maybe it was the post-Christmas blues, maybe it was the holiday busy-ness that leaves so little time to connect with my submission, or maybe I was just in a bad mood, but I could feel the sullen, sad sub starting to rear her ugly head. Sir had a rare morning off. He didn't wake me for our morning kneeling ritual, so I felt out of sorts when I woke up. I came downstairs and thought we would sit and enjoy coffee together before the rush of life took over again. I sat beside him with my coffee and...nothing. He looked at his computer. After awhile, he asked me warm up his breakfast that I had made the night before, (I had forgotten he wasn't planning to work this morning and didn't need food packed today). My back went up a bit...I was planning to try a new recipe and make something different, since he was home."No, just heat up the other...no need to waste it). *sigh* Fine. But I WANTED to serve the way I wanted to...and that was not my plan. A few more minutes go by and he is still working on his computer." I'm grumbling in my head. "I thought you were taking the day OFF...not just sitting at home on the computer. Finally, I give up and go to the kitchen. I decide to make pancakes for the kids while I'm pouting about how ignored I am. The morning passes with me being overly sensitive and taking every little thing as a personal affront. Finally, Sir finds me working in stony silence on some mundane chore and asks me what's wrong. I tell him straight up that I feel ignored, and I had expected our morning to go differently. Sir tells me he had to do what he had to do, he's done now, and we will spend the rest of the morning together. I grumble something about it being too late now because now the day has hit....I have to go to work, the kids have to go to gym." Plus,inside I am thinking today is Thursday...our play day....does he even REMEMBER that? He hasn't mentioned it. Blah. I am on my way to a FULL blown spiral. I know it, but can't find the words to tell my Sir what is going on inside of me.Eventually, I meander upstairs and start to get ready for work. Since we skipped our morning kneeling and collaring, I had no direction on undergarments. More fuel for the fire building inside of me. “He probably doesn’t even care, anyway” starts to circle around in my mind.
Sir comes in. I swear the man could probably feel my quiet, seething spiral all the way from downstairs. He takes one look at me….commands me to my “wait” position. My heart quickens a bit as I drop to my knees, and place my hands up lightly on my thighs. This is a new turn of events. He never comes back upstairs once he’s dressed and down for the day. He walks out of the room and returns with something I can’t see. He tells me to take my pajamas off, lays out his favorite bra, and explains that I will not be wearing panties to work today. I grin…this is different, too. He commands me to another position, “bench stand”, which has me palms down on our bench…butt out in the air. I feel a moment of panic. is he actually going to spank me now…with the kids all home and an 8 year old sleepover guest downstairs? He draws close, and instead of the anticipated slap, I feel something smooth and cold on my bottom. What in the world? It’s a marker! He is writing something on my left cheek! When hes done, I straighten up and ask him what he wrote. He answers, “Mine! Do not touch” I laugh…my mood instantly improved. He hadn’t forgotten me. I am headed out to work now, my skirt slipping deliciously over my naked bottom….reminding me every step I take that I am marked….claimed..and panti-less because Sir commanded it. My pretty new day collar sparkles at the neck of my suit jacket. It says I am owned. I am treasured. Sir saw my spiral, and he quickly, quietly, and with absolute authority stopped it in its tracks. 🙂 -
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Wonderful! Love it! Thanks for sharing. On Christmas morning, I was getting stressed and overwhelemed with trying to figure out everything that needed to be done and packed to head over to my mom’s. My Sir stopped me in my tracks, and told me to give him a hug. Just making me stop and be close to him reset my mental stability and calmed me down. So thankful our Sirs can lead us so well.
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