I really am the luckiest boy in the world.
I’m almost tempted to leave it at that, because I cannot possibly come up with the words to describe how wonderful and amazing Chaos is.
I’m such a sappy cheese-bucket when I think about her that this whole post will probably be unbearable to read, but that’s your problem, not mine. We’ve been dating for about nine months now, and I’m so in love with Chaos that I cannot imagine being happy without her. She is a perfect fit for me.
Last month she completed a collar for me. I’d been wearing a simple training collar for quite a while, but now, I have one a chain of steel and gold that rests comfortably around my neck and reminds me that I belong to her. I so love that I belong to her. Chaos makes me feel like the treasured possession that I’ve always wanted to be. I’m her fucktoy and she loves me.
Not only does she make me feel loved and desired, Chaos also laughs at my jokes (not quite as much as I laugh at my jokes, but enough that I know she thinks I’m funny).
Our relationship dynamic is so perfect, the balance between silly-mushy-romance and kinky-fuckery. Our power dynamic, and relationship style grew organically out of our individual personalities and has blossomed into a relationship that I want to last forever.