Another Letter to You

Dear Master -

How does it feel to know you hold my heart in your hand? To know that with a small word or phrase you can shatter me in to so many pieces? What does it feel like? What does it mean to have that kind of power over someone? And does it mean more than your power is over an intelligent, strong woman? Does it mean that much more?

You see, I sit and blog and contemplate my feelings and the things I get out of being your pet, your whore ...

But often, like today, I ponder what is in it for you. I am neurotic, over sensitive, and generally a pain in the ass a lot of the time. And quite frankly, I wonder why you even bother. You have so much more in your life.

I am so grateful for all that you've done for me. You are an amazing person, and I'm lucky to call you friend, as well as Master. You have taught me how to feel the most amazing things ... even now, when I haven't even heard your voice today, just the thought of it, makes me tingle. Your laugh warms me, your intelligence lights my life, and your command sends me toward ecstacy.

With love beyond reason -

~your pet