Reflections

Reflections of a Dom #3: The best decision I’ve ever made. [Thoughts]

Ahoy, my friends! Today, I am thankful. The past week has been quite busy for Kitten and I. She had oral surgery on Wednesday and for the past couple of days, I’ve been focused on getting her settled in and helping her recover. One benefit of being her Daddy Dom, is that when the recovery nurse spoke to me about her after care, most of the things she reminded me to do, I’m already doing for Kitten. “She’ll probably need help eating, you know, cutting her food into tiny pieces so she doesn’t have to bite or chew as hard.” And I thought So, just the usual as I smiled at Kitten and winked at her knowing she was thinking the same thing. I’ve been giving her the medicine her doctor prescribed and fixing her up her food and drink in order for her to speed up her recovery.

Going back to me being thankful, you might be wondering exactly what I am thankful for. I’m thankful that Kitten has the resilience of a cat, for one. 😉 Her gum wound is all but healed and stopped bleeding. The biggest challenge really has been helping her through the soreness (which has persisted for several days now) and mental stress of being out of commission. I’ve lifted up her spirits by snuggling close with her and watching movies with my sweet girl <3. I made her bust out laughing once when I jested that even though her mouth was out of commission, that just means we get to focus on her other holes more. I knew she was feeling better when she playfully smacked me laughing.

In the middle of all of that, we’re still settling in to our new place. Things aren’t quite where we want them to be for the long haul. Thankfully, our clothes are hung up and folded neatly finally and only took an all-nighter to pull that off on my end! Today, Kitten finally decided to really nest. We reconfigured our living space and I think we finally found one that was a great combination of ample space and functionality. And of course, one VERY important detail. Kitten insisted that my desk is right beside the couch so we are within touching distance at all times when we are working. Same in the bedroom, our hammocks are practically side by side that we’re like two peas in a pod.

Which brings me to my reflection topic. Touch and intimacy have always been a major part of Kitten and I’s relationship. Ever since the beginning, we looked at each other as I asked her. “What are the things important to you in a relationship?” She smiled at me as I took her hand in mine “That” she said. I cocked my head as I smiled at her asking her to clarify. “Touch and intimacy.” she whispered. I beamed at her as I nodded Me too I told her. There are of course, other things that are equally important to us as a couple, but those two are definitely up there.

In fact years ago, when we were living apart in the beginning of our relationship, Kitten and I would drive 5-6 hours one way just to see each other constantly. We didn’t care if it was hard. We had to see each other, hold each other in each other’s arms, and kiss. From the beginning we’ve been so bonded and swore to each other that before long, we were going to be together no matter what. At one time, Kitten drove 15 hours straight (!!!) just because she couldn’t stand being away from me. And so when the time came to move in with Kitten, I left my old job, my old place and proximity to friends and family behind. It was not an easy decision, but like we always told each other – Nothing worth it ever comes easy. It was scary, like leaping off a cliff. But I knew she was worth it. I trusted my gut, and to this day it was the best decision I’ve ever made.

Fast forward to a few days ago, Kitten and I were snuggled up. In our journey of reconnecting with each other, I’ve been giving sub training to Kitten daily. One of the things we had agreed upon was that we will really begin to explore kinks with each other. As I was giving fluttery kisses upon her neck, Kitten smirked at me in the special way that she does. As I read her body language, I could tell she was feeling playful and in the mood. She glanced up at me as she whispered “Daddy, can we try impact play tonight?” I smirked at her and nodded. It was something we’ve never tried together and that I’ve learned she’s really into.

So, I gently laid her down on her belly and began our play session. One, two, three, four…at some point we both lost count. Smacking my hand against her behind, I felt the warmth tingle and sting, and with every surge I felt her body quiver with pain and pleasure matched with her moans. We tried the crop too, but in true fashion with our relationship, we found that we preferred my hand – because we could touch in that brief second of impact and made our connection deeper. As our play progressed and she neared her limit, she moaned out her safe word and immediately I shifted into after care. Gently loving on her warm flesh, soothing it and letting her feel the rush of relief. But Kitten and I weren’t done. I began to give Kitten the release that she’s been begging to have. As I felt her walls around me begin to tighten, I knew she was getting close. It is an amazing feeling to feel her gush her climax on me at the same time that I reached mine inside her. I’m quite sure the neighbors got quite the earful that night 😉snuggling

After making sure she was re-hydrated, I cradled her close to my chest and kissed the top of her head. I beamed as I felt her breathing slow down nearing sleep. She smacked her lips, and kneaded my chest with her fingers and muttered “Nani…”. I am reminded of that time so many years ago of the best decision I’ve made.

Until next time, my friends. Have a wonderful day and fair winds to you all.

 

Much love,

Captain Taliron Quinn

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s