Vertigo

I have said it so often, but seriously, it amazes me the way in which the perfectly ordinary run of the mill life can suddenly turn on its ear and you find yourself....wait. Let me start at the beginning.

Sitting by the fire, so perfectly common a thing for me. A man beckoned me over, again, common enough. What was uncommon? The kinetic spark that sizzled between us and I all too happily heeled him to the Inn for what proved to be a very pleasurable night of service. Even the next day, in being brought to his home, I was simply happy to be with him and eager to get to know him better. The way we mesh is simply amazing, frighteningly natural and hotter than I could have expected.

Mine.

Thje word stunned me. Apparently while we slept in a tangle of blissfully exhausted arms and legs, Rashid had gone to the kennels and purchased me for this desert man. My breath left me, thrilled, terrified, excited, so many things flashed through my mind. It has been so long since a man purchased me that I was at a loss and, as I shared with him, some part of me is still a bit worried that I will wake in the kennels and realize it was an unreal and deeply intense dream.

Ironically, I was so deliciously spent in mind body and spirit that I fell deep asleep last night while we were speaking. He did not kick me awake or berate me though. Instead he carried me to his chain at the foot of his couch and there I woke. More and more deeply drawn to him, that is the truth of it. I just hope that I do not wake even if this is a dream, as it is a wonderful one thus far.

His.

I like the way that sounds and even now I listen eagerly for his footfalls.