To be His property

I feel my whole body arching. My lower back moves away from the railing behind me and I feel my belly and heart exposed to the sky and the soft wind against my naked skin. I close my eyes and keep on moaning His name. My body surrender completely to His hands and fingers. The water keeps on flushing out of me. I don't know if I'm peeing or squirting and I really don't care. He hear His approval. He loves my juicy essence. I feel oddly proud even when it's beyond my control. I'm at His mercy. The wild sensation of freedom is rushing through my exposed body. The sky and threes are witnessing us. The raw plesure of Him having His way with me. He grabs me and pushes me into the cabin. I'm slightly dased and it takes a minute before I understand the comand. Splay out on the table, on my back, head hanging down. He pushes His delicious cock down my throat. The angel and the position are new and it feels different but oh so good. He slaps my pussy and keeps on milking every drop out of me. The continues stream of warm liquid between my thighs seems endless. How is it even possible to have this mutch water inside of me? Everything seems possible with Him. The deep yearing for this. He, taking what He wants. Totally and without hesitation. He grabs me again and pushes me into bedroom. Still not done with me. I don't remember if He is fucking me or I'm told to ride Him. It's all a blur. What I do know, I'm blessed with His cock inside my dripping wet pussy. It's been days since last time. And it seems like ages since He claimed me in such primal way. And time is strange with Him and without Him. How hours alone feels like years. Time together moves too fast. My wild animal body only knows the deep safety of being used, loved and cared for by Him. To trust even deeper. To let the mind rest. To dare to ask.

He said quite casual once, a butt plug while fucking you feels good. So I made sure to take two plugs with different sizes with me. I'm living in between three homes these days, so sometimes I feel I'm living out of my backpack but yes, I forgot my toothbrush and other essentials but god damn, I did remember the butt plugs. A bit shy, I asked if it was okay for me to take one up in my butt. He approved yet again without hesitation. I feel my own tension and fear melting away. I'm slightly afraid of assuming that He wants to fuck me. Yesterdays No, still burns inside of me. It's a whole pratice. Maybe the most tender and vulnerable part of my submissive journey. To recive His no with grace and a deep knowing that He actually knows what's best for me and us in the moment. The fear of being too much, too needy, too horny, too sexual and wanting Him too much. To wait and still some parts of me believe that now, now He is going to shame me or drop me, or turning away in disgust. Because I feel pathetic, small, but not in a good way. And I dared yesterday to put it into words. At least slightly opening up. But yes, it runs deep. The fear and anxiety of my own overwhelming bigness. It's been easy for years on my own but in His hands it's all rushing back. As it should. He is strong medicine. Every trigger, wound and unhealthy pattern, exposed, witnessed and to move forward, together, towards deeper healing and understanding.

The lazy feeling of watching Him taking care of His property. The cabin. The gun. And the feeling dawning on me, I'm His property and to witness His care for those things made something clicked inside of me. I'm His property. It takes a huge amount of deep and real trust to truly understand that. My mind especially. Maybe even my nervous system. My pussy knows. So does my gut. My hormones knows too..I'm His. To own. To use. To teach. To lead. God, here I am. In the thick of it. This is my life now. Not a fantasy. Not a dream. Not a random yearing. I'm His submissive. His woman. So yes, I felt brave and bold and asked if it was okay to try a bigger plug. The strange yet natural feeling of me sitting across Him. A big plug in my ass and I playing with my pussy. Spreading wide. Yes, He fucked me over the railing, after first feeding my mouth with His cock and His fat, delicious fingers in my pussy. ( God His hands, fingers and arms are fucking illegal. I get so horny just watching them.) The insane delicious sensation of being completely filled to the brim. His to use. Then back on the table. This time He describes how it looks. His delicious cock down my throat. God the feeling of Him fucking my face. Then my pussy. Again.

The sense of almost childish freedom or maybe more correct, the feeling of innocent and purity. Yes, it's wild to use such words because in many ways the sex is beyond "normal" and it's "dirty " in many ways. But innocent and pure are proper words of how I feel. The wildly liberating feeling when He is peeing me down. Warm, wet stream of Him on my whole body, in my mouth and hair. Or to lick every drop of His precious essence when He cums. It's pure desire. It's pure passion. It's our nature and natural state to finally explore together. Without judgement and hang ups. Nature just is. Primal. Instincts. Needs. Desires.

What a wild journey and path He is leading me down. I love everything about it. Yes I have to remember to breathe in it all. It's overwhelming. It's intense. It's delicious to belong to Him. Thank you. I love you