a pet arrives
It’s about time that I talk about my weekend with Sir. There’s so much to say, and much of it is very dear and personal to me- so I will give a global statement that it was amazing. It exceeded every single one of my expectations. Granted, that is not very hard to do- but I had yet to find a man willing to take the time to do it. From the moment I arrived, I was in girl heaven.
I texted him to tell him that the plane had landed and that I would be making a quick stop to the ladies room before making my way to baggage claim. He responded with, “Bring me your panties.”
my panties???
I made my way to the ladies room and as I removed my panties, I wished that I had worn sexier panties. Isn’t that always my problem? I was on a plane for 6 hours, I didn’t want to be sexy as much as I wanted to be comfortable. So I removed my big girl wedgie free panties and shoved them in my pocket. Then I freshened up and made my way to baggage claim. I had done my makeup on the plane, so I thought I looked pretty good.
I made my way through Logan and down the escalator to baggage claim. It was there, that he was waiting for me. At the bottom of the escalator. It was as if he saw me before I saw him (perhaps he heard my heart beating as I approached) as he sort of stepped into view as I was about half way down. He had a half smile. I didn’t run down the escalator, I tried to maintain an ounce of dignity. But it was a moment, one of those damn airport moments that you see in the movies. sigh
When I reached the bottom, I stepped off as he reached for my hand. He pulled me in, wrapped his other hand around me and kissed me. Hard. I melted into his arms and felt how familiar his kiss was, even though it had been so many weeks.
“Hello Pet.”
“Hi Daddy.”
The warm sense of belonging and safety, the giddiness of new romance, and the thrill of submission crawled over my skin. He pulled away and put his hand out. I reached in and handed him my panties. He smiled and put them in his pocket.
I was his now, he just wanted to make sure I knew it.
Every time I read something about you coming into your submission, I smile really big. It warms my heart and my soul to know that you are finally at peace with a lot in your life.
And that you are with someone who will use you how you need someone to use you. You’re no longer a toy on a shelf. I love that.
I feel like we’re sisters in submission, or something equally as corny. hehehe
Thank you for sharing your journey, BBG! It’s a shame we never got to hang out while Sir & I were living in LA. =/
These are good things. yes.
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