Hello, my kinky friends! I want to start by thanking you for all of the supportive comments and emails that you’ve been sending, checking in on Daddy and me. I know that some of you are a bit frustrated that I am keeping Daddy’s health stuff under wraps…after all, I share all the naughty details of my sex life, but not about real-life stuff like medical conditions? I ask that you please respect our privacy in this way…it is just too damn hard to talk about. I will share that Daddy has recovered from the emergency that landed him in the hospital over the Christmas holiday. We have a long, difficult road to travel but we are both hopeful that he can beat this thing. I will provide updates over time, but I want to refocus on the reason that I started this blog in the first place… as a place where I can share naughty stories and kinky experiences.
So, on to other news…
Some of you have asked if Sir and I have ended our D/s Dynamic and this is absolutely NOT the case. In fact, Sir was a bit flabbergasted when I shared this with him. I am guessing that perhaps you wondered if I would need to end my Dynamic with Sir in order to focus all of my attention on Daddy. I will be honest, I wondered that myself, briefly. But Daddy assured me that he absolutely wants me to continue my Dynamic with Sir. He sees this as a good outlet for my stress, and he sees how much love and support Sir offers me, especially during this difficult time.
With everything going on lately, I’ve been tying myself up in knots with worry. My head hurts, my back hurts, my eyes hurt…my heart hurts. I am having a hard time shutting my brain off and sleeping at night, so I find myself exhausted continuously. Each morning, I am a hot mess! Very patiently and with great care, Sir slowly unties my emotional knots, every single day. He listens, he lets me cry on his (virtual) shoulder, and he offers insightful and thoughtful emotional support. Sir also encourages me to be hopeful. He lets me rage against his strong heart until I have nothing left and then he builds me back up.
AND…he continues to be strict with me. Sir never lets me get very far from our rules and agreements. He tells me often how he will continue to pull me back into our dynamic, keeping me safe under his wing. I cannot express how comforting this is. It is one thing to tell a person that you will be there for them…it is another thing to prove that you will be there for them in their darkest hour. He consistently holds me accountable to our rules. When I have misbehaved, he talks it out with me…much like a very patient parental figure. He checks on my motivations, my rationale, my reasons for my misbehavior. And when he deems it appropriate, he paddles my bare bottom until I have a good cry. I will say this…right now, in particular…crying from a sound spanking is incredibly cathartic.
I am grateful to my Sir for sticking by me through this. I know that at times, this dynamic is not quite as thrilling or as fun as it once was, as I am often exhausted and completely stressed out. But Sir shows up for me, every single day. He listens, he (virtually) dries my tears, and he encourages me to continue putting one foot in front of the other, even when it is hard.
I don’t know what I did to deserve such great men in my life, but I am incredibly grateful.
Thank you for “untying” me, Sir ❤