Kitten,

There is one dom and one sub. At first, thinking about the d/s thing, I thought it was a mode, a way of being: doms are doms, always, and subs are subs, always. There’s truth in that — I’ve always been fundamentally the way I am, as you, I’m sure, have been the way you are. But a d/s pair isn’t simply a dom and a sub being what they are. It’s more than that.

I’m your dom, and you’re my sub. I’m not, and never have been, anyone else’s dom. However dominant I may be in bed, I’ve never had a d/s relationship before. And however submissive you may be in bed — or want to be — you’ve never been in a d/s relationship, even though you are, by nature, a submissive girl.

I suppose some dom could have multiple submissive lovers, and some sub could have multiple dominant lovers. And maybe some sub can truly submit to multiple doms, and some dom truly devote himself to caring for multiple subs. Maybe that would work for some.

But you’re my sub, and it’s your submission I want. I want your kneeling by my chair, waiting to be told to service me. I want you standing, naked, eyes down, waiting for me to walk into the room and tell you what to do. I want you lying on your back on the bed, legs spread, not moving, always waiting for me to decide how I’ll take you, always ready to obey.

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I want to show you off. I want people to see what an obedient, submissive Kitten you are. I want them to see how wanton and eager you are when you service your old dom. I want them to watch you choke on my cock, watch you struggle to take it all, my hand on the back of your head pulling you hard against me. I want them to hear you gasp and moan when I finally let you breathe.

I want them to see you kneeling on the bed, your ass raised for me, waiting obediently for whatever I’m going to do to you. I want them to hear you crying out as I drive my cock slowly into you, hear your muted whimpers as I open you and fill you. They’ll know it hurts, and they’ll be impressed by your submission and devotion. And it will be obvious to them how pleased I am with you, how much I enjoy you, how proud of my submissive little Kitten I am.

But mostly, right now, I want you lying on my bed, on your back, desperately holding on to me as I thrust again and again into you, your breasts pressed against my chest, my hand under you lifting you up against me. I want you to be so close to coming that way that, when I finally tell you to take your vibrator, you come screaming and crying while I tower over you and fuck you relentlessly, deeply, over and over and over.

I want my Kitten. Soon.

Love,
Sir

PS God but I am missing you.