Master (ResidentSadist) and i met here on CM. We messaged off and on for a few months, talked on the phone a few times (He has the sexiest voice) and decided it was time to meet. I drove an hour and a half to His house. Oh how my mentors would have been shitting kittens for not meeting in public. Worse yet He had run out to the store and left me a voice message telling me to go ahead inside, the house was unlocked. That gave me pause, but i really had to pee so i went into an empty house. I heard His car pull into the garage so we met with me coming out of His house and Him getting out of His car. Our eyes met and we both broke into a smile.
It was exactly one year ago that Master and i had our first date, first kiss, first blood, first bruise, first tears, first fuck. Not necessarily in that order. And then we went inside the house. I'm not exactly sure if it was that first date (that lasted 3 days) or the second date (that lasted 4 days) or maybe it wasn't until the third date that I fell in Love with Him. We have shared many other firsts in our first year. And of course lots more dates, kissing, bruises, etc. The year has flown by. It's been a great year. Some days more than others. It hasn't turned out exactly like i expected. But of course i didn't really know what to expect. This is my first M/s relationship as well as it being full time 24/7. I had read too much, not met enough people living this life. 50 shades is not the first bdsm romance and i can't compare it to books i had read since i've never read it. I also read forums and group posts and every website i could find. I attended classes and presentations. I had dated and been involved in D/s relationships but they were once or twice a week kind of thing. But our relationship is as unique as we are. As unique as everyone's is. Fantasy and reality mix in our lives. Master is a sexual sadist and i am a sexual masochist. That works out really well. I am also a pain junkie and He is a sadist. So sometimes He won't hurt me. Instead He makes me smell the dogs paws or He eats food that is over 3 days old. That is torture to me. Then there is the mundane reality shit like paying bills and grocery shopping and doctors appointments. But those can be fun with Him also. I have laughed more this year than any year since i quit doing acid. I have cried more this year than probably any 3 years combined and that includes the years my parents died. Sometimes they are tears of pain (we both love those), sometimes they are tears of laughter, sometimes they are tears of joyous emotion and a few times they have been tears of sadness and fear. Not fear of Him. But fear that i might lose Him because i'm just not good enough as a slave. Which goes back to all the reading i did. But Master tells me that i am not allowed to judge myself, that is His job. And while i am not perfect, i am the slave He chose as His partner in life. So tonight we will drink to the all that we have become in the last year. He is Master, Daddy, lover, and best friend. And tonight we will drink to the upcoming year of all that we will become. And then we will come home and He will probably tie me up and beat my ass and stick needles in me and maybe cut me. Yep after we've been drinking. Don't worry though because we have a surgical stapler. SSC, nope that's not us.
An example of tears and lack of sanity, I came home yesterday crying after getting my nails done. Master of course went into Daddy mode and asked what's wrong. I said it’s stopped raining. Well that confused Him so i explained. I recently read a quote on a random profile. It said "if you don't dance with me in the rain, then you won't be with me in the storm, if you are not with me during storm, then you will not be with me when the sun shines" And i wanted to dance in the rain.
To Master: You are the funniest, sweetest, sexiest, most romantic and caring Sadist i know. I love You more than i know how to say. Happy Anniversary Sir.
Take me to the edge.