Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Comforting Ritual

I guess you could call this a ritual exchange.  
This morning I got out of bed when he came to get dressed. I knelt at his feet, he petted my head. I kissed his foot. He helped me get up. I said "I'm yours, Master". He said "I know. You're mine. I own you. Don't you forget it." I said "Yes, Master". And he kissed me.

Then he told me to go get his food ready to take to work.   

1 comment:

  1. That is a beautiful ritual. A wonderful reminder, first thing in the morning of who you are to one another! Love it



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