Together

I’m a Dominant. I’m a Master, a Daddy and a primal.

I expect speech protocols to be followed, gestures to be undertaken and rules to be remembered.

I’ll lead you when you need it, I’ll guide you when you’re lost and I’ll nurture you when you fall.

I’ll pull your hair and pinch your tits and slap your ass and call you names.

I’ll come on your tits and spit in your face and claw your body till the marks on your body show like you’re my calling card.

I’ll lease you and collar you and lead you out in the afternoons for walks.

I’ll deprive you of sight and sound and release till you’re a quivering, sobbing mess without a semblance of humanity.

But I’ll let you teach me. I’ll let you take care of me when the anxiety is so bad I feel like I’m losing my mind.

I’ll listen to your advice and listen to your needs.

I’ll put your desires ahead of mine because your smile and your happiness satisfies me more than any sexual act.

I won’t flinch when you step up to take care of me, I won’t speak over you when you need to tell me something.

I will fall to my knees and press my head between your breasts when I’m feeling vulnerable and sad and lonely and out of whack with the world around me.

I’ll let you put your arm around me when we rest in bed, because I need that more then you realise.