"... when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
-- When Harry met Sally

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
-- Carl Jung

Monday, May 17, 2010

Personal/administrative assistant for a day (E)

Credit for the artwork/picture goes to bitchtress.com. Sadly, the site was shut down last time I checked.

It started in the morning when my Goddess asked me to print out a large number of attachments to emails she received over the weekend for an important meeting she had to attend later in the day. As I got up to take care of her request, she couldn’t resist pointing to someone that was with us that she had her own administrative assistant. And so the day began.

I printed out the attachments (more than a dozen), stapled the appropriate documents together, organized them in three different folders thematically, and brought them to her. I was delighted that she was quite pleased with what I had done.

While my Goddess was taking a bath, I prepared notes and reminders for her meeting in her notebook, and gathered up everything she would require for the meeting.

I fixed the tie she was planning on wearing. She looked stunning, with a small pink men’s shirt and pink silk tie, over dark grey slacks. As a fashion statement, her outfit was very power-suit, classy, and feminine, all at once.

I drove my Goddess to the location of the meeting, we had a quick lunch, and then she was off next door into one of the most prestigious buildings in the city. I waited nearly three hours for my Goddess to return, keeping myself busy with my own work (I love laptops and smart phones), first where we had lunch, then in the car.

She finally returned, and I was as happy as a puppy for us to be back together again. We discussed what happened during her meeting during the drive home. Once there, I put together her dinner, and we watched one of her favorite TV shows.

I can’t overstate how much I enjoyed playing personal/administrative assistant to my Goddess. The mood really started when she made the remark to someone unaware of what I’ll call “certain details” of our relationship about how good it was to have me as an administrative assistant. It just snowballed from there. The feelings of needing to be of service to my Goddess quickly overcame everything else, as did feelings of submissiveness, belonging and ownership. I wanted, I NEEDED, to be helpful and useful, and support her in any way I could to show her how proud I am of her, and how proud I am to be hers.

At certain moments during the course of the day when I was alone, my imagination ran away a bit with the whole life-of-personal-and-professional-service-to-a-dominant-woman fantasy. Those moments of fantasy were magnified by some of the feelings I had during my service as personal and administrative assistant. And I can only wonder… what if…

It was a wonderful day. Vanilla in all appearance from the outside, but deeply D/s in its details, and I enjoyed every bit of it.


  1. Great post, like all of yours.
    It is very intriguing how you describe the deep affection towards your goddess. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with us. They really are inspiring.

  2. Thanks so much, Abrasax, and welcome to our blog.

    I'm glad you picked-up on the affection part. I think that a meaningful part of sharing our D/s life is sharing the emotional and affectional parts of the relationship. Otherwise, it would become undistinghuisable from fiction.

    I'm happy you're finding inspiration in our blog. It means a lot to us to read that.