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ThesecretsIkeep
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I’ve never been one to believe in fantasy, romance…fairy tale. I dream of it, yes. That imagined perfection of the way things can be. I dream of many things.
I’ve dreamed for a man, one, I could belong to, proudly. One who commanded me and I followed willingly, obediently (if at times begrudgingly or stubbornly). One I could kneel for, could live to please, could adore. I have expressed this…ache.
But the ache is waning, the desire being satisfied, the need…being met. Because of Him. It was sudden, his claim to me…there was no hesitation. One day he is a friend, someone I can trust…someone I could speak with and I knew he understood my views…my posts…my needs. The next…he took control…touched me with mere words. I’ve dreamed for a man like this…and I am eager to please him.
I’ve dreamed for a man, one, I could belong to, proudly. One who commanded me and I followed willingly, obediently (if at times begrudgingly or stubbornly). One I could kneel for, could live to please, could adore. I have expressed this…ache.
But the ache is waning, the desire being satisfied, the need…being met. Because of Him. It was sudden, his claim to me…there was no hesitation. One day he is a friend, someone I can trust…someone I could speak with and I knew he understood my views…my posts…my needs. The next…he took control…touched me with mere words. I’ve dreamed for a man like this…and I am eager to please him.