Dear HoH on Valentine's Day

Dearest HoH,

Today is Valentine's Day. A day to express love and friendship. Every year we exchange gifts and cards and tell each other how much we love each other, how precious our relationship is. This is true. But you see, this year I don't have a fancy card or a special gift, but I hope that every day I have expressed to you my love, respect, and admiration for you.

I don't always do a great job of showing my love and respect. I sass you too often and argue too much. I roll my eyes and shake my head and too often disappoint.

However, my love, as much as I too often fail to show the heights of my love, respect, and honor for you...I hope that I show it more than I don't. Because while I may not have chocolates or candy, I gift you something so much more...

Every time you call me and I come . . . 

Every time I lower my eyes in respect . . . 

Every time I kneel before you . . . 

Every time I crawl across the bed at your command. . . 

Every time I place myself over your lap . . . 

Or over the bed . . . 

Every time I don't rip an implement out of your hand or stand up or cover . . . 

Every moment I stand alone in a corner . . .

Every time I call you Sir . . . 

Every time I offer my body as yours . . .

Every time you touch me body and soul in unspeakable places. . .

Every time I don't refuse and only blush . . . 

Every time I make myself vulnerable and emotional when I would rather stay closed . . . 

Every respectful word uttered while I am angry . . . 

You see, sir, I gift you me. My body, my love, my submission. 


I will always and forever be,

YOURS