Saw this funny license plate today.
I love stuff like this!
Missy takes great care of me, and nurtures every side of me. I feel so good because of it.
Things have been really, really good with me and Missy lately. We feel super connected, and really happy. One of the reasons why, I think, is because our d/s dynamic has been so good. I call her "Mommy" a lot, and she's very on top of taking care of me, and managing me, and really seeming to enjoy it.
I made a conscious decision about all that - to not steer. If our power exchange relationship was a car, it might look like this.
Note the distinct lack of a steering wheel.
I don't know, maybe I should have just put an image of being in the passenger seat.
Seriously though, things are great. She is the boss of me, a lot. It feels good. She likes it, and I like it.
Lately, I've asked Missy to help me with my getting back in shape. I track my calories and exercise in a smartphone app that mails me a report each Monday morning, telling how I did the week before. Every Monday I send that along to Missy, to whom I'm accountable.
The past several weeks, I didn't do so hot. Either I really goofed up the calories, or I didn't exercise enough, and thus later that evening, or in a day or so following, depending on time, I've gotten spanked or some other punishment, to help me stay on track.
Not this week. I had a banner week, lots of exercise, under budget all but one day. No spanking for me this week.
I found a new place to run, a wildlife refuge not too far from my house. It's beautiful and desolate, and near water. I ran there last Saturday, and it was gorgeous.
