Greetings from nienna
A place for me to muse, rant and mutter to herself.
Remember that these are my thoughts and may not always jive with your own. Note: This blog contains Adult Material and is not suited for those under 18 years of age.
nienna
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Has anyone seen a full nights sleep? Bugger keeps elluding me and its starting to get on my last nerve. Being sick bites monkey balls i swear. i havent been ill for years and this is kicking my ass hard. The odd sniffle here and there but broncitious is just misery personified. As you can likely tell i dont do sick well at all. i'm whiney, cranky from lack of sleep and generally miserable. With the meds now polluting my system i'm sinking into that whining stage of illness. You girls know what i mean. Needing Master to coddle and take care of you, coo and tuck you in. This is the part that sucks for me. Armour isnt here. His calls help but nothing beats the soft touch of being craddled and looked after.
He calls me brat alot, i'm thinking its a pet name that is going to stick. Cant imagine where He came up with it though. We all know i'm not a brat, na uh, no Sirre, not this slave. Angelic and sweet to the core. Wonder how many of you bought that line of bull. Not many i'm betting. *dramatic sigh* i tried.
One of the things i love about Armour is He is well aware of my smart mouth and sassy attitude and not only tolerates it, to a degree, but doesnt try to curb my natural nature. He simply accepts it as a part of me and tugs me back into line if my pitbull mouth runs away with me. All it takes is a simple word and i know to hush and watch my tongue. It still amazes me how easily i respond to Him. How quickly i sink into completely adoring slave from nothing more then the change in the pitch of His voice.
Lordy i have it bad. i will admit its a bit scarey. To have lost myself so completely to Someone so quickly. To give Him the power to hurt me, break my heart and utterly destroy me. i swore i would never give Anyone that sort of control or hold on me again. That fear is something i will have to work on to get past, to trust in Him that He will be there. Trust is not something i do well, but i am learning quickly.
To be so in love with Someone this intensely, this deeply is frightening as much as it is thrilling. To know it will only get stronger when i am finally able to look into His eyes, feel His touch, makes me ache right to the core. i dont have too much longer to wait. He is coming here for 4 days next month. Valentine's weekend, hmmm karma much? i'm already wondering what to wear. i'm a sap i know. But then you dont know Him.
Ok i'm off to research some things for us to do while He is here. Cant spend every minute in bed worshipping every inch of Him.