Bruises

I sit on bruises the past few days.  Which is funny, because anywhere else in my body I don't bruise, no matter how hard I've bumped or landed on something.  But here I sit, and proud I am. :)

It's funny, but that is how I feel.  Proud.  The Duke tried out the new loopy over the weekend, and when it bruised, I expected them to go away quite quickly.  But they haven't, and I'm actually glad.  I can feel his dominance every time I sit down or shift in my seat.  I feel his love and care and protection.  I feel owned, captured, secure, safe, and oh so deserving of his attention.  I think I will actually miss these bruises when they are gone... so then I may have to ask for some more. ;)

He didn't use the loopy hard, it's just that it hits such a small area, and he didn't do a warm up, that it just created a scenario for bruising... one I may ask him to repeat.  This wasn't a punishment spanking, it was just testing out the new implement.  I think I WILL have to HIDE it though next time I need a punishment just in case. :P

If you'd told me before DD, D/s, that I would be so proud of bruises, I would have said you were crazy.  And the funny thing is, now that he knows they don't scare me the few times they have happened, he too loves them. :)  Oh, that man of mine. :)