Sir Euqine and His-angel

Master...in my thoughts and in my dreams i see U/us in a different place and time...a place where You and i dwell T/together...a place i call the deep.
her thoughts carry her to a place and time that she wishes to dwell in for eternity. it is a place she knows so well, a place she calls "the deep." for in the deep she is forever serving her Master...it is a place where she feels her worth, where she can be to Him all that she was meant to be. in the deep she is at His feet kneeling, declaring her love and devotion to only He. she kisses His boots and offers all that she has and all that she is to Him. she feels no shame, for all that she does for Him is done through love and gradtitude for all He does for her. in the deep she is His completely. He controls her mind, her heart, her body, her very soul. she wears His collar with much pride and love for it is a symbol of His ownership, love and devotion to her. with His own hands He placed it there as a reminder to her that she belongs to Him and to only Him. she touches it often. she looks at her reflection in the mirror and can see His name branded against the face of the girl looking back at her. the fire within her burns so intensely for Him, His touch, His embrace, His kiss, even His words are constantly with her. she lives and breathes for this Man she calls Master. she places her hand to her mouth and traces her lips with her finger tip..."His lips."...she says aloud. she places her hand against her heart and closes her eyes...there with her own beating heart is His, both beating in perfect rythum, and she thinks..."one heart." it is in the deep where He & she are T/together, not online, but in the same place, doing everything T/together. for in the deep, there are no barriers to part T/them. she is at His beckon call, to do His bidding, to serve, for this is when she is happiest for she knows it brings Him great joy. she thinks of His touch, His caress, His kiss, the sweet surrender of her body to His will...she shutters with great excitement. the control He has over her, yessssss, the very essence of that control is her every desire. oh how she needs Him, He breathes the fire of life into her body, into her soul. He makes her want to succeed in everything she does, for seeing the light in His eyes for a deed well done is her food and drink in life. she flourishes under His watchful eyes and His Domination over her. there is nothing in this world that means more to her than Him....He is her life, without Him she merely exsists but with Him, she soars. the same hands that can bring her to undeniable heights can also move her to agonizing tears, so she tries very hard to please Him at all times. she thinks of the times she let Him down and the tears burn her eyes and her belly becomes tied up in knots. displeasing this Man she calls Master cuts through her like a knife. she knows she will be punished and she knows that she deserves it, but the hurt and the disapproval within His eyes that she sees is the most horrible of punishments. to hurt Him is to hurt herself tenfold. she thinks of this place she calls the deep as she awaits His return...how beautiful and complete her world could be outside the deep if only she could be with Him as she is in the deep. to feel His touch, His embrace...to taste His kiss against her eager mouth, to feel His mark being placed against her bare flesh...to feel Him enter her and take her as He wished. oh what she would do to make the deep her reality, to serve Him as He has never been served before. how she prays for the time she could kneel before Him, to feel His eyes burning into her, to touch Him, to kiss Him, to hold Him in her yearning arms...to gaze into His eyes. her body aches and yearns for His touch, there is no end to the desire and the need He has put inside of her. He has captivated her, mesmorized her and it is He who the fire deep within her burns so out of control for. she needs Him as much, maybe more, then the air she breathes. she looks at Him and her heart is filled with love and undying devotion for this Man she calls Master. He is her Rock, her Teacher, her Lover, He is her Protector, her King, her Knight, her God. she worships the ground He walks upon and hangs on to His every word. she looks to Him for everything, He gives her hope and the only shelter she longs for is in the loving, protective warmth of His arms. for there, no harm shall come to her, with Him she is always safe. He will protect what is His. she thinks about how much she loves Him...does He know that she would give her life to spare His? does He know that it is He she dreams of, fantasizes about? does He know that there is nothing she would not do for Him? does He know the depth of her love for Him and her devotion to Him? she smiles and says..."yes, He knows." for N/no one knows her as well as He does, not even herself. there is a place within me i call the deep...it is the place where all my dreams, all my hopes and desires, all my fantazies unite, it is the place where i live my dream, with this Man i call Master..Sir Euqine.

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