by zandra
My first thought is of You. i reach over to find You gone! At first a sadness fills me. i wish only to be able to feel Your body next to mine. Your fragrance lingers beside me but Your essence is gone.
Then, my ears perk up as i can hear You in the distance. You are moving around downstairs. My instinct is to run down into Your arms, but i control myself. i am an adult afterall. i can wait.
As i stand under the hot shower, my mind continues to drift to You. You are my prince. I have waited all my life for You. So why am i scrubbing my body with soap and water while i could be bathing in Your caress?
I calm myself with thoughts of You when i finally feel Your arms embrace me. When i am squeaky clean, i step out of the shower and reach for my robe. Instead, i am enveloped in a large white fluffy towel. Your arms wrap around me, hugging me tightly. What a delightful surprise!!
Without a word You wrap the towel around me and a smaller one around my head. You walk me over to the nearby bench and drop down. Your strong hands firmly work the lightly scented lotion into my skin.
You begin kneading the skin at my calves and work Your way up to my knees...working the muscles as You feed my skin. Your hands put me in an almost trance like state. Soon You have begun Your work on my arms. Gently, You rub and knead, alternatimg between soft and firm. The lotion nourishes my skin, Your touch nourishes my soul.
Finally You remove the towel from my head and grab a brush. You brush my hair free of any imperfections. Your brushing is steady and firm. It massages my scalp and brings life into my hair.
You raise me from the bench and both towels drift slowly to the ground. You take my hand and lead me downstairs, stopping at the landing. You whisper in my ear, "Good Morning, my pet". Your melodic tone sends my senses into overload.
i am dizzy with my need for You. My happiness is nearly overwhelming. What should i experience first? .. my love for You or my lust?... my happiness or thankfulness.... my contentment or joy? i cannot choose. All are bundled into one and i am nearly bursting with desire.
Soon We are in the dining room. You seat me first and then Yourself. You have prepared a morning feast. There is fresh fruit and warm rolls. The Eggs benedict are lovely... Somehow You kept everything warmed to perfection. You pour the sauce over my poached egg, it flows perfectly covering it and finding its way over the side. It cannot help but remind me of other essences You have offered me!
Ah but this is breakfast and i must concentrate! You pour additional sauce over my potatoes O'Brien and the breakfast offering is complete. I lift my fork to begin to savor this lovely delight and Your hand firmly stops me. You quickly reach over and pull my wrists behind my chair and deftly bind them.
You lean over and whisper "I control what enters and leaves you. Do not forget" My eyes close and my head bows in natural supplication. You are my Master, it becomes clearer at every turn. You take this opportunity to close my vision off, wrapping up a linen napkin and securing it around my eyes.
Before long You are slowly feeding me, morsel by morsel. Each taste is a special treat. Delicious in fragrance and taste and unexpected in sequence. I am in heaven, obtaining my sustenance from my Master, my owner, my love.
Soon, i feel Your gentle hand releasing my wrists. You walk me carefully back up the stairs. When we are at the top You speak once again "And now for desert" You chuckle.
i move my head upwards as if to look at You and say, "But Master, We are adults We can have desert first!"
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