Stand where you’re told, wearing nothing, while I sit comfortably and look at you for as long as I want. Move your hands when I tell you to, putting them behind you if I tell you to, or resting them against your thighs. Just do as you’re told, while I look at you.
When I tell you to kneel, drop obediently to your knees. When I tell you to come to me, crawl across the floor until you’re between my legs, and then wait to be told what you’re to do next. Wait quietly, as long as it takes for me to tell you what to do.
And when I tell you what to do, do it the way you do: perfectly, beautifully, wantonly, eagerly — obediently. Always obediently.
While I look at you.
Missing you hardly begins to describe it.
Love,
YOUR Impossible Old Brute of a Dom