Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Adventures in water play


You asked for my vow.....i gave with all certainty all of me, completely all of me.  This body lives for the passion to please You and be used by You.  The way You choose to use it is of consequence but only reward in my giving of this flesh.
The release of my mind into Your possession.  For You to care for it and nurture it and mold it, break it down and build it back up.  It was given to You fully with the hope that my desires i had locked away in it would be discovered and be set free.  The desire i have to be one with another.  To have no boundary and to release all in my mind and let go.  To trust beyond question, beyond obedience, it is a trust of my life in Your hands.  The trust that my mind will be safe and grow stronger through Your training.
This form in my soul that attempts to hold the lava flow of love and passion.  The beat inside me that has a magnetic pull towards You.  The piece inside me that seems to be broken more than it is whole.  This heart was given to You so You can hold it strong and make it whole.  That You could protect it and nurture it and lead it to expel the love that flows inside it for meaningful and fulfilling purposes.  The purpose to love and please You Master.
i gave these gifts of myself to You completely.  Body, Mind and Heart.  They are Your possessions.
In giving all of myself to You it leaves me at Your will.  To touch theses pieces of my being again are what make me feel alive.  When You use this body, whether by force or by a loving touch, You are the one that makes it feel alive again.
When You put Your finger of God inside and play with this mind.  It finds the energy and pulse that makes me remember the substance it holds and the power You trust me to hold within it.  i am zapped with force and the power greater than physical strength to overcome and endure, or dream and fantasize anything imaginable.  All of these things in my mind are to honor You.
When You embrace my heart, there is a love that flows between us more powerful than anything Wwe could have dreamed.  It is a passion that affects the moon and the tide.  It can beat like a sonic wave or tick like a cat purring.
It is giving all of myself to a Man worthy of possessing it.  In doing so the love that is formed is kinetic.  You touch one piece and the energy pushes the other sides to grow.  So when You push my boundaries it pushes my senses in all the realms of my being.
In an attempt the explain how Oour growth in water play is loved so deeply by me, i want You to see how i look at Oour dynamic in the realm of giving all of myself to You, the One worthy of owning my gifts.
It started simply enough, Wwe are showering like great lovers do.  As a slave i worship You in cleansing Your body, one of my favorite gifts of service.  It is part of my training to pee in the shower, even many vanillas pee in the shower.  So You pee, i pee, it is natural.
One day You have me kneel to mark me with Your scent.  Wwe have discussed how animalistic Wwe are in Oour passion.  So it seemed so very natural to have You mark me in this way.  To be known to the world (because in my mind all other men can then smell this mark), to be knows as taken.  So i kneel and You piss on me.  i rub it over my body and You command me to rub it on Your pussy.  As i do i feel like You are worshiping me, not in a humbling way, but cleansing me of my sin and protecting me with Your marking.  It was the beginning.
The term 'peeing appropriately' became understood that You were to pee on me and through me..... That peeing alone in the toilet was a waste of a gift.  You would say "Daddy has to pee now" and i would know i needed to go and sit on the toilet.  You would come as pee down my chest as it ran into the toilet.   i had a purpose, i had a use, You had a need for me and my body.  A slave needs to be needed.
A time or two later, You had finished peeing and had me suck Your cock dry.  The amazing sultry salty taste, like salted caramel.  Just a drop or two.  It wasn't bad at all and all seemed so natural.  It was a natural act of submission for me.
In time Your markings reached higher on this body and i was told to open my mouth to receive Your offering and for me to accept it.  It would flow into my mouth and bubble up and out as the stream continued.   The salt made my mouth water and it was amazing to feel Your wetness be encapsulated by the cum like saliva in my mouth.  A little bit more was swallowed here and there.  And it was accepted that i give You my all, and in breaking down all Oour barriers Wwe had formed a special bond that neither of Uus had ever had with another.
The scene moved from the tub an toilet to the bed.  You were playing in my mind and said You were going to pee in Your pussy.  Unbenounced to me, it was my own gushing cum from the erotic though that i felt and not Your golden offering flowing in this pussy. Wwe knew then i was open to the experience and it turned into pleasure and pain as the weeks to come gave You the use of this body to fuck it raw and then cleans it with the salty pour of liquid love, with a slight burn, the feel good, fuck my ass harder kind of pain combined with the relief of wetness, it made the use of this body all the more erotic.
We had gone from "You can pee on me, not in me" to a whole new level.
As Oour time in bed got wetter and wetter, Wwe found a fantastic taboo to overcome that.....  i would take the golden love in my mouth and accept all of it.  As i swallow, Wwe both know there is nothing in this world i wouldn't do for You, it wasn't even asked if me, but i knew if You desired it of me, i would give You all You wished for.  i give You my all, body, mind and heart.  They are all how i love, how i express my love, the quality of time Wwe spend in my offering of every piece of me and the gift i give of my will to give all of me to You.  my love language poured into service.  So when You receive my gifts of service like this they are my love poured out for You.  They are how i embrace and express my love, all the love of a slave.  Your slave.

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