Bdsm, Submissive

Cleaning…

It’s been a while, things a have been… I’m not really sure how they have been. Sir and I have been distant, I have had doubts about his feelings for me. I began to think that maybe he was bored of me and that our time together was coming to an end. I felt like had nothing left to offer him, nothing new, nothing worth wanting. I still loved him but we just couldn’t be the way we were.

This weekend I was feeling in a rut and we were bickering all the time. I was bored and feeling very inadequate as a girlfriend, mother, daughter, as a person. I was feeling pretty worthless. 

I have no idea how my darling man did it,but he did somehow he just makes everything better. He changed things. He gave me a reality check, he made me see how I was making all of us unhappy. I knew I had to take action, rekindle that spark that was dying. After all I need to be his possession, his obsession. I need him to want and love me.

So, today I went to clean his home. I clean for him once a week. It’s was after work and I was feeling f a lot happier after he fucked me yesterday. So I dressed up in my uniform to clean. 

He was still at work so I decided to send him a couple of suggestive photographs (one of my footwear). Hinting, hopefully tempting him to want me. Just like I used to do. He liked them. This spurred me on. 

So I posed for a couple of ‘porn style shots’, to print out and made sure my knickers were suitably wet before  leaving them under the pillow of his freshly made bed.

Now I have left my knickers under his pillow many times, but never photographs. 

I left and returned home. I could only hope that this had returned things to normal. Where he is my Dom and I am his sub. He wants me in every possible was you can want a person, and I crave his attention and approval. His love is what I need. He makes everything better. I also crave his ownership, his cock and being used for his pleasure. 

I need him. He said he was pleased that he loved the photographs. I will sleep happy tonight and await our next encounter.

My Dom, my love. 

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