i am at a start of a new trail, where will it lead? i do not know, but i do know that i walk a small step behind You. Looking towards You to guide me, that You will pull me into You with a simple look, a word, or a command. The journey from the self-indulgent creature i am to the slave beauty You desire.  A journey that will be fierce and difficult at times, one that will push me to the limit and past it, one that will find You throwing me off a cliff over and over again, to be waiting for me at the bottom, to catch me and say those two small words that make me want to please You more….”good slave”.  It’s amazing how two small words can cause my spirit to burst forth, two small words that make me want and need to fall on my knees in front of You, back straight, head held high, eyes cast downward,  legs spread apart and palms on thighs.You reinforce me to just how quickly i need this. How long it has been since i was truly in this mindset and just how wanton and needy i am.  A connection of energy, of trust and of honesty. It is framed by the mutual respect, adoration, and admiration felt by both and a great deep fulfilling love can be found in and through it. And in my life, i strive for that deepness, it beckons me, calls to me.

As I gaze into the mirror, and take a good look at myself, I see age marching across my face. The once beautiful body I had is now replaced with something I don't recognize. As I run my fingers over my body, my skin is smooth, and soft still. Not weathered and dry with age. I have always been considered beautiful most of my life, but now I find myself still attractive in my features, but very self conscious of my body. I do not like looking at myself naked, and now here I am, standing in front of this mirror without a stitch of clothing, and I am trying to see what you find so beautiful.  I know I am beautiful inside and my love and devotion knows no bounds. 

The fantasy of the leash, when i am on a leash i enter a fantasy world, created within the boundaries of my own mind. Somewhere within the recesses of the deep dark parts of my mind,i find myself wandering freely, chained to that which i treasure the most. It is like hovering on the brink of subspace, with each tug on the leash i float just a little higher; with each breathi fight the euphoria that threatens to overtake me and rescue me from the reality of the moment. The meaning of a leash to a me? A leash is security; it allows me to know exactly where my Master is and gives me a sense of safety. A leash is a sign of ownership; with a leash on, i know my place and it is a continuous reminder of that relationship i hold so dear.With a leash on, there are no doubts; i am owned and who owns me. There are no pretenses of false modesty, unlike with a collar; it cannot be hidden within the delicate fold of my clothing. It's a reminder.