Chapter 90 My Ass Is On Fire(Bdsm):>Ep12

• This is the story of the beginning of my relationship with Steven, my Master and my husband. If you have read my previous stories you know that I have had a longing toward submission which only has grown stronger year after year. One might get the impression that this has consumed my every moment, but this would be incorrect. I have actually struggled with my desire to be a strong professional career woman and the longing to surrender my own free will to someone whom I could fully love and trust and who respected loved and cared for me at the same time. Along the way I have surrendered to the latter dream for the former need. I have shared some of those and left out a few that I am a little more ashamed of. But there has always been a lot more to my life than those stories.
• I am a rehab nurse, very proud of my profession and sure of my skills. I love to travel and, before my marriage, was more likely to do so on my own than rather than with someone else. I love to learn new things and even taught myself how to play the piano. And I lived with myself, for the most part. So my life was a bit of a contradiction and really still is.
• When first I met Dr. Ross, I really didn't care much for him. It wasn't his arrogance really, most Doctors seem to be, at least a little. He was the type I picture working out at the gym and checking himself out in the mirror, grunting loudly while pounding weights, that sort of thing. But he was a handsome man and very self assured. He was a talented doctor as well and like me had a deep interest in research.