Will I be good for him? Will he be good for me? Will we spark each other off in good or bad ways? Will I be for him what he wants me to be? Will I meet all his expectations? Will we be strong enough for all of life's turmoils. And stand together on the wall while guns explode above our heads?
My love- I meant to post this earlier- those worries are not your troubles, but mine. You spark me always. Almost always good, occasionally bad, and we once sparked each other in a painfully bad way. But you never fail to spark me. The little blue notice telling me you've signed on always brings a smile to my face. And even when I'm in pain over you, as you have posted so eloquently before, it is proof of how I value you and need you. You are a wonderful slave, never failing to please and serve me. It is I who must strive to be the Master worthy of you.
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