How We Met

Today was like any other day... Yet, my heart was racing... Aching, longing to hear from Him... To know how His day has been.... i miss and love Him daily. And know that its just  a set back in us being together... For we are meant to be... You know, that feeling you get when you've found that one that you can't live without... That just the thought of them brightens your day... the sound of their voice let alone if they walk into the room would take your breath away... Surely it wont be too much longer... True love isn't meant to be kept apart...  Even though we just met a few months back... And on a web site at that... POF... To be exact... Which isn't normally the type of site i would even bother to seek a soul mate on...  Since the type of lifestyle i lived... And still cherish and miss... Yet, there He was, mixed in the sea of vanilla Men.... my "Itancanka", my "Master"....  For years, i thought i would never find Him.. a Man within a Master.... a Master within a Man.... i gave up, almost ready to except a vanilla world, that i know wasn't meant for me to walked in.... For weeks, i chatted with others on this site... Only cause i was simply tired of being alone... Yet again... Knowing that my slave heart wouldn't allow me to fall for just any Man... So my mind was made up that, i would walk this so called vanilla world than to be alone... But not without testing to make sure even a vanilla Man had honor about His self... In my profile i posted a poem i wrote of the lifestyle i have lived... introducing myself and greeting others as Sirs and Gentlmen...  Guess that, i stood out from many others.... Cause, many respond... Asking about my past... Some even rude enough to think that i would bow and obey just anyone... Thinking that this way of life is all about sex and kink... When its about trust and respect of one another... i got to know many that i still remain as friends with... Many from different states, even around the world... But i wasn't interested.... If there was someone for me... He had to still be of the same state as i lived in... For the simple fact that my daughter and Grandson... i would never move far away from if i did somehow find my soul mate... Weeks went on, i even chatted a time or two with my Itancanka... At first, a bit fed up with the site thinking... i wasting my time on a vanilla dating site... That there was no honorable... Dominant Men, that had a clue of the gift of dominance and submission... hombresteve73 was His id... Never will i forget... He tried for a few weeks to chat with me... i as submissive slave.... Trained to never be rude... tried to respond to all emails, messages that i received on POF... Yet so many i was getting to the point that i wish not too... For so many was rude... barbaricly rude... No manors of human beings... Men that act like they thought only with their dicks... And females was nothing but a play toy or another piece of ass... Or there was some that was sweet, kind... Seemed to be the type that would be nice to take home to meet your parents if you was a girl that didn't, live the type of life i have lived... Which again, i made friends with... They even asked me for advice... Not sure if i am one to give a vanilla person the advice they need in their life... But Itancanka, said He first came close of not messaging me at all... Thinking that i was too hopa... Beautiful He tells me... To maybe even look His way... Yet, it was i that was more nervous... Cause the more we began to chat... The more i began to see a true Master within a Man...a Man within a Master... chatting with me... Not long, we went from POF... to old faithful yahoo messenger.... And texting by phone...  We shared bits of our past... Our present and possible future.. i even listen to Him while He went walking looking for the family goat... So His niece wouldn't be heart broken... How adorable is that... HE loves the kink, yet understands and respects the true gift of this way of life... While knowing He is yet still just a Man... That learned how to be a good Master... Which knows no matter how well your trained Master or slave... There is always more to learn... Room to grow... i can tell from how He was trained that He knows when a Master collars a slave.... Its a bond like no other... More if that collaring is done out of love... Many in this way of life has some form of love... Or the Master and slave at least care for one another... But when they fall madly in love.... They become as One.... Master&slave.... Itancanka&inaha.... Again a few weeks we talked... It got where, just the sound of His voice would moisten my slave heat... my dreams of Him became so real that i woke wet... Moaning, crying out for Him... Swear that even now i feel Him... Even without physical touch, He was already caressing my heart and soul... One night we was talking... He was asking to meet.... actually i think that i already agreed to meet... But yet was doubting if He would like what He would see once in person... For i am no longer as hopa...beautiful and slim as i once was... my body isn't as vibrant, and may not be able to submit as it did before... Yet He tells me that it was my heart not just my body He has fallen for... And that He does see that i am beautiful... huh..We had set a date to meet for the first time...  It was to have been the weekend of Feb 14th 2015... He was driving down from Richmond to Russell Springs on Friday the 13th... Due to a wreck He didn't make it down... Messed up His car... hurt His back... He got a few weeks off of work, to heal and was hoping in that time He would still make down before going back to work... Well, wouldn't you know it... A month to the date of Him trying to come down the first time... He tries again... Walking His dog izzy to a nieghbor so they could watch her while He is gone... March 13th Him and His dog was ran over by a drunk driver...  A hit and run... Some would foolishly think that its a sign that maybe we arnt even meant to be together... bullshit.... Shit happens even to good people... And our love is too strong to give up on... After all a Master like Him and an old slave like me.... Finding one another in a vanilla sea of a site like POF... naw... We are meant to be as Master&slave Itancanka&inaha.... i know this, cause i still feel Him caressing my slave heat... Without physical touch, He has kissed my lips... pinched my tender nipples... When i have doubted my own worthiness... He has lifted me up... When my mind has slipped to my darkest moments, that when PTSD has held me trapped... Even from a distant i feel His love and His collar upon my heart bringing me back... So i question not if we are meant to be... For i am sure it will come to pass... i will kneel at my Master's feet.... and We will enjoy our memories that at one time we was just two of the POF swimming in the vanilla sea!