I find myself aching for conversation, touch, and human contact.
There is some concern I might have pneumonia, as the flu shouldn't be causing me breathing issues. It's something I'm keeping an eye on. Because of the sickness that has kept me in bed for a week, I have missed a munch and had to cancel so many plans.
I am a social creature. This isolation does not suit me.
I'm missing kink and BDSM. Both in action and discussion of it. Oh to feel Sir's hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to have me gasping!! I would beg for that on hands and knees, trailing kisses of worship along His shoes, for but a moment of His touch and careful attention.
Instead, I find myself soaking up all the information I can find. I have poured over Fetlife and find myself craving more. So out into blogland I go searching for blogs that can feed these submissive and intellectual demands. Blogs by Doms, who can offer insights and intrigues.
Sir and I are due for long conversations where I will glean curiosities from His mind as He slowly maps out mine. Finally we touch upon our kinks, those deep desires that are begging and pleading for a release.
I wish. I need. I want. I crave.