Do I love him. Yes. It's not a hard question to answer. The answer, the feeling and the thought come naturally. I want him to be part of me forever.
We have quickly crossed many bridges. It started with me asking him to be my boyfriend. I was only half joking, not holding onto any seriousness. It's my protection for rejection. I would have laughed it off as if nothing had happened and moved on with my day...my life. After all it's just twitter is is not?
We quickly went from online 'dating' to a Master/Slave relationship. It just came naturally for us. I wanted to please him. You never know when something like this is just a 'game'. No emotions behind it. You are ordered to do a task and you comply. No feelings, thoughts or emotions.
With Michel it wasn't like that. The need to please him, make him happy was overwhelming. I didn't realize this until I failed at a task. I tried so hard to succeed and didn't. I cried, emotion taking over my thoughts. I had failed. And to make it worse I had failed him. I went into a sub drop the next morning. I didn't realize it until after. I didn't want to face the world. I didn't want to face him. I even thought about ending my twitter and kik. That was my frame of mind. Not good.
I thought this was ridiculous. I did message him afterwards. He came to the rescue. He brought me out of my low. He made me smile. That was the moment I realized that this wasn't just a game and my feelings for him were more that just that of a Master/slave. I loved him...I needed him...I couldn't bear to lose him...
I knew what my feelings were, but wasn't sure about his. I eventually did find out. Hehehehehe, he loves me too. The sweetie, babe, slave....all those names bring a smile to my face. I love tasking for him. He owns me. My body, my mind and my heart. I already know that if our relationship ever ended...my journey into submission, my role as a slave will end. I will not turn back. I do not want another Master.
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