Who are You?  What are You?

Mistress, You are all of these things to me and more.

my stomach tightens when i think of You.

my passion is aroused to bursting at the thought, sight or sound of You.

You frighten me.

You make me feel safe.

You confuse me.

You make things clear for me.

You teach me.

You control me.

You seduce me.

You overwhelm me.

There are so many things about You that............?
i find finishing that sentence impossible.  You are so much, so great, so magnificent, so............, that i can't define You.  Since i can't define You i'm unable to determine where to start about finding out about You.

i should quit trying.  You are so far above me, i can barely see You.  Yet You own me.  i am Yours.  i need to learn to listen very quietly for You. For Your wishes, whims, desires.  i need to dedicate my essence to being prepared for Your presence in my life.  When You call i must ensure that my humility is sincere enough that You will sense it and know where i am.  In that way only, when my humility is pure enough,  will i feel capable of being in Your presence.

You define me.  i am overwhelmed.  i will try to reach a new level of humility each day in order that i may slowly cleanse myself for Your sight.

Goddess, Mistress, Owner,

i am Your adoring devoted unworthy slave and property,

puppy boy

Mistress, i am Your slave.  Who are You?  You are beyond my comprehension.

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