Inside the world, we are equals, more than that, we take care of each other, we support
each other when we need to, that's what people see.
But when we are alone, things have to be different, and that's okay.
I remember the first time I understood that there was something wrong.
You weren't happy like you normally were, and you weren't enjoying sex.
I was worried you'd grown tired of me, but you trusted me and let me in on your secret.
Maybe it shouldn't even have to be a secret, you just need someone to be in charge sometimes,
that's all.
So yeah, I can get that, and I love to be in charge of you.
I was hesitant at first, afraid to seriously hurt you, no matter what kind of permissions
you gave me, but I started to loosen up a bit when I saw how hot this all made you.
You even loved the simple stuff like spankings and bindings.
Since things got a little more intense, you did too.
I remember the first time I talked to you roughly, you were sobbing as I slammed into
you holding nothing back, but you never said your safe word, and I'd never seen you come
that hard.
What about when I came home and found you reading, took your book away and led you into
our bedroom?
You were giggling like a schoolgirl when I pushed you onto your knees.
You stopped when I fucked your mouth ruthlessly, but I know you moaned around my cock when
I came inside your mouth, and you could forget about all the aging I've given you, all the
times I wouldn't let you come until you begged me like the pretty little slut you are.
And then, when you're a mess, I take care of you, I put you back together, feed you,
sometimes I even wash you, they were just like any other couples, aren't we?
Sometimes it's me that falls apart, even when you don't say your safe word and when you
tell me you loved me, you loved what just happened, I feel terrible.
I never want to actually hurt you, and in those times, you take care of me too.
Remind me that we are both in this together, and that either one of us can stop at any
time, but you also remind me of how you adore every mark I leave on you, and how your little
pains the next day make you shy and giggle, and how much you look forward to the next
time I'm ruthless with you.
For my part, I will never stop caring for you, and I will never ever judge you.
I love all of your parts, and I'd include the kinky ones.
The important thing for you to remember is that, for now and forevermore, you are and
will be my good girl.