Sweet Surrender

Sarah McLaughlin

It doesn't mean much

It doesn't mean anything at all

the life I've left behind me 

is a cold room

I've crossed the last line

from where I can't return

where every step I took in faith 

betrayed me

and led me from my home

and sweet 

sweet surrender

is all that I have to give

you take me in

no questions asked

you strip away the ugliness 

that surrounds me

are you an angel

am i already that gone

I only home 

that I won't disappoint you

when I'm down here 

on my knees

Introduction

Let me introduce myself. I am precious. Or more importantly I am precious to Him. He is my Master, my Sir. 

But... let me start at the beginning. 

Like you, maybe, I often wondered what it would be like to feel the sharp slap of a hand on my bare skin; To submit body and mind to the will of another. Over time, this interest became a great need, and I began to look for One capable of satisfying it. 

I found Him on a Thursday and my life has not been the same since. I found Him through his words which spoke to me like none ever had before. He truly "understood". He offered to become my mentor and guide me through the exploration I had undertaken. Before long he became much more than a mentor, he became my Sir.