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| BigOldHector |
on Thu 2 Sep 10, 11:39 AM to BigOldHector's blog.
Happy birthday, and I hope you have the most perfect day possible today Mistress.
And of course your birthday coincides exactly with our two-and-a-halfth anniversary. 
So what better time to reminisce and be grateful for all the very many ways you have been special and wonderful over the time since I have known you.
Thank you for the night we met, and restoring my hope that there really could be someone in this world as perfect as you are.
Thank you for the first time I served you, and how wonderfully you understood me and made it a pure joy for me to do your every bidding.
Thank you for the first time you permitted me the privilege of bathing your beloved feet – for how graciously you received my gift of all the appropriate accoutrements for the task – and most of all, for the bond we shared from that moment as we joined each other in spirit through my adoring attention to your relaxation and pleasure.
Thank you for that first occasion you allowed me to stay with you for a weekend, and how unbelievable it seemed to me that I could be so lucky that you would want me as your own.
Thank you for the joy and loving warmth of that Sunday night I called round after you returned from holiday, when you presented me with your collar.
Thank you for that memorable occasion with your silver-handled whip and me shackled to the overhead restraint in your boudoir, when a simple beating became such a perfect consummation of love, as it has been so many times since.
Thank you for that first weekend you visited me here at home. Thank you for your beautiful glowing smile as I met you from the train (wearing the vintage-style suit that you like). Thank you for your appreciation of every bit of my attentiveness to serving you and worshipping you as you so deserve all that weekend and for the message you sent me straight after your return that I will always treasure. Thank you for the vanilla romantic moments, in perfect balance to the kinkier times, that you allowed me to share with you that weekend that have so typified our subsequent relationship.
Thank you for the weekend I presented you with the singletail as an advance birthday gift, and how from the outset the wonderful way you glowed with joy at using it on my back made something so painful seem so beautiful, as only you could.
Thank you for your birthday parties and all the other times I have been your consort when socialising with others, when you have always made me so proud to be yours.
Thank you for the times you came up here to lend me your support at gigs. And thank you for being so charming and lovely and making me so very proud of you when I introduced you to the guys in the band.
Thank you for being even more charming still and making me even more proud of you the times we've met my mum, brother and sister-in-law.
Thank you for that first holiday we shared in the West Country that was such a magical, blissful time for me because of you. Thank you for being so patient and cheerful and keeping my spirits up through the awful tedious journey we had getting there. Thank you for the lovely happy days out, and for being such a perfect goddess from head to toe and in every way each evening back at the cottage.
Thank you for all the warmth and togetherness of our time in Bristol.
Thank you for the lovely weekend here when I gave you your throne. I know how you appreciated all the time, effort and expense I'd gone to in order to make everything just right. And every trouble I had gone to was so much more than amply rewarded just by the sheer joy on your dear face and in your dear voice seeing my gift to you for the first time. Thank you for allowing me to share with you the special times that thing of beauty has afforded us. How more fittingly could I ever express my true feelings for you Mistress, than to worship you enthroned above me in majesty.
Thank you for your chuckles and smiles the time I took you out for lunch to “The Spanker Inn”.
Thank you for the beautiful time we had on Valentine's weekend last year, our first together, and making it such a special romantic occasion.
Thank you for the past two years celebrating the anniversary of the night we first met, such a special time to me each year.
Thank you for our trip to Bruges. Thank you for making time spent in a fairytale location really like a fairytale come true (albeit a slightly kinky one in parts ) just by being so beautiful. Even the weather couldn't spoil that.
Thank you for that wonderful special week of devotion when I stayed with you at your flat, each day toiling all day long in your honour, cooking all your meals and welcoming you home each evening to soft candlelight, your footbath - and such an adoring and grateful slave to pamper and adore you all evening. If only our circumstances could allow you to own me that way all of the time.
Thank you for the lovely time we had on your next visit here after that. Thank you for sharing that beautiful afternoon of our picnic at Kedleston and the happy, warm, loving feeling of that whole day.
Thank you so much for the following day. Out for a country walk in the afternoon like a model vanilla “happy loving couple” – but really reconnoitring the local terrain to plan our outdoor scene that night. And what a wonderful night that was! The adorable joyful way that you thrashed and tortured me tied to “our tree” in the woods. The way I felt so safe and secure under your care, even in such a vulnerable exposed situation as when you led me back to the car still half naked on your collar and leash. Then moving on to Alport Height where I sacrificed myself to your whip over “your altar”, then worshipped you and prayed to you at your feet. How wonderful and magnificent you were that night, and how very deeply I meant every single word of my praise as I pledged my devotion to you.
And next evening, the last day before we went back to London, after a relaxed lazy day (for you at least, while as usual I happily scurried around waiting on you hand and foot), when you came downstairs dressed to go out for dinner you looked so beautiful you were absolutely breathtaking. Seeing you, and remembering the preceding days, anticipating worshipping you on your throne later and everything that would follow, and about to go out for a romantic meal at a lovely restaurant with the most beautiful lady I have ever laid eyes on, it is thanks to you that in that moment I was as truly deeply happy as anyone can ever be. Thank you, Mistress.
Thank you not just for the big memorable occasions we've shared, but for the small things that can mean so much too. Thank you for the way in vanilla situations you always notice all the little subtle signs of deference. The way the most imperceptible slight bowing of my head as I fetch you a drink is seen and appreciated as though I were down on the floor kissing your feet, because you always know that in my heart it has the same meaning.
Thank you Mistress, even for all the muck you made me lick off the soles of your shoes that special time, turning what with anyone else would be an unacceptably unpleasant humiliation into a precious moment of romance and beauty – as *only* you can.
Thank you for the creative and imaginative way you served dessert the evening before my last birthday. (that was SO lovely of you!)
And thank you for the last weekend we were together Mistress. Thank you for the way we were on the Sunday, joined in oneness as so often before in the elevation of beauty – of *your* beauty – celebrating all the things that make your dominance every bit as beautiful as you are yourself. The way it can be so easy for us to always be. Me adoring you for all the wonderful things that make you so special, but seeing you as so much more than even the sum of all those things, worshipping you as a living goddess. You confident and proud in majestic splendour, knowing beyond doubt that you are all things perfect and beautiful in my eyes and that you truly possess me. And all simply by being ourselves and appreciating one another for who we really are.
Thank you Mistress, for all of these special things and special times we've shared, and any I may have omitted and of course those I have been too discreet to mention, not a single one of which could ever have been as special shared with anyone else in the world but you. Not with anybody who is not so very perfectly beautiful, and so very beautifully perfect, in so very many ways.
Happy birthday Mistress, I love you.
xx
| 2 Sep 10, 11:50 AM Godwin UK, 8 yrs |
Aaaaaaaww, love at its best.
God's gift - but don't expect it instantly. |
| 2 Sep 10, 4:44 PM DarkCountess UK(SG), 5 yrs |
Wow! Such a beautiful tribute to read (to a well-deserved lady). Perfection at it's best. |
| 2 Sep 10, 6:28 PM Miss_Rose UK(SO), 6 yrs |
What a lovely positive blog, I am sure your Mistress is very proud of you. MR CSB is not an excuse for being a very naughty boy |
