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There's something about it. I dont know what. But for something I've never experienced, (or at least, not entirely), it feels so... right. Like, a part of me was hidden in a box somewhere, in an attic.. or on a high shelf.. and I just now got a glimpse of it. I know it's mine. I know... or have a pretty good idea of what's inside. But I can't see it...cant LOOK at it... can't touch it... can't open it. Not without HIS permission. Whoever HE is.. he's the only one with the key. He knows what's in the box. MY box. He knows my needs, my desires... everything. Things that even I dont know about myself. Things that I dont want to know. Things that I want him to show me. Things I want him to TELL me. To DEMAND of me, because he knows I need it. Because he knows I need HIM. To be HIS. His property. His... posession. To care and care for as his own. His most prized posession. His pride and joy. I need to know that he's there because he WANTS to be. And for no other reason. Because he NEEDS to be. Because he needs ME. To know that I am HIS, and his alone. That no one else can touch me. To bear HIS markings, HIS brand. His signature. To know that i'm not going anywhere without his permission, and if he ever DID give me permission, that I wouldn't go. To know that I am HIS because I WANT to be his. Because I NEED to be his. To know that he owns me.
There's something about that bond...that special connection..when you're so in sync with each other... each other's needs, each other's thoughts..that you no longer NEED words. All you need are orders. Firm. Precise. Accurate. To know EXACTLY what the other person needs, even when they dont. To force them to do something you KNOW they'll thank you for later. To KNOW someone. To know them so well that you take over a part of their brain process. And enable them to do things they never would have been able to do on their own. In that one moment of satisfaction, in that shared sense of accomplishment, there's a bond... like no other.
There's something about that bond...that special connection..when you're so in sync with each other... each other's needs, each other's thoughts..that you no longer NEED words. All you need are orders. Firm. Precise. Accurate. To know EXACTLY what the other person needs, even when they dont. To force them to do something you KNOW they'll thank you for later. To KNOW someone. To know them so well that you take over a part of their brain process. And enable them to do things they never would have been able to do on their own. In that one moment of satisfaction, in that shared sense of accomplishment, there's a bond... like no other.