This started out as a letter, turned into a mix of memories ... some would say babbling ... and they would be right. It is a mix and match of my memories and things i think of and remember when someone brings up Master Nomad or i wake up in the morning and come here and turn on the computer to see Him and then remember He will not be here anymore. So i sit ... and sometimes i cry, more often i smile and laugh and remember. So many good things to remember ... and i know He would not want me to cry. Would stand and say stop the pity parties and move on. Take His strength ... wrap my mind around all W/we had and take it with me into the future. The wall is back around me that He brought down .. for now it has to be for my survival but it will come down again ... this time a bit easier because He has shown me how wonderful it is to trust ... to belong .. to have One who you can turn to and give your all. So please understand the ramblings of a sub who right now is lost and struggling to come to terms.
This is my Master Nomad (smiles and kissing my finger tips gliding them softly over His picture) will remember You always Sir. i have written You so many letters, so many instant messages have been sent, but this one..this one is different. This one is to say good bye. With all my heart i wish it did not have to be written. But i want all to know the Man i knew...the Master who captured my mind and my soul the way no one here ever has. So this letter is different because it is a letter to say thank You, and to tell all just what a special Man You were. Im sure many have heard the story of how we first begain talking....the room was near empty and He commented on how quiet it was. I was normaly not one who would talk to Him though had seen Him in room for over a year...simply never had nerve to say more then hello. LIke many others His profile intimidated me. But this night had just returned from a party and had been drinking a bit.....and was feling brave. Told Him He should dance for us....to entertain the room. He looked over at me with that look He had and i gulped ..thought i was done for. Without a word He rose up, walked to me and stood staring down at me. Even then i always sat just on the inner edge of the shadows. He stood towering over me staring down.....then suddenly picked me up without a word and carried me back to His seat. Then He danced....fast, seductively....will never forget how He stripped down to a "metalic g string" and i was sitting shocked at what i was watching. when done He walked back to me, lifted me carried me back to my place in the shadows and set me down and then went onlike nothing happen. simply smiled and returned to His seat.
Another time were playing truth or dare. How Master loved that game (smiles) was someone new in the room and her dare was to Nomad to approach me, kneel and ask to be punished. i watched knowing He would tell the sub sorry find another dare. suddenly He was down on all 4 crawling to me.....i was petrified (laughs) pmed Him saying what do i do....how do i punish? helpppppppp!!! He merely laughed and sent back You are on Your own punish how You see fit. so took deep breath....placed Him over my knee, and proceeded to spank Him with a wooden paddle from beneath my seat.... He then lowered Himself and thanked me ...before returning to His seat. That was the Nomad i knew......one who was real.....not pretentous. He was not afraid to laugh at Himself or for others to laugh with Him. He was a man of honor...a man who believed that all people have the right to choose the lifestyle that is right for them.....and to be accpeted if not respected by others. Never did i see Him belittle or condemn anothers choices. Was not His way. Doms, Dommes, slaves or subs....all were treated with respect, with honor. Never did O/one come in the room when Master Nomad was here that He did not greet them by name, welcome them to the room. If they offered a serve He let them regardless of gender. and always always treated them with respect and consideration. |
