He had been with ana for over a year and though their relationship had progressed nicely He hadn’t been in any rush to collar her. Relationships, especially one as precarious and precious as a D/s relationship, needed to be nurtured. They needed time to grow and flourish. He had no doubt that ana would serve Him well in and out of a collar. She already had. It was really only a formality at this point.

It was their anniversary and it just happened to fall on a Saturday. His little pain slut knew that He had something planned. Still, she tried to contain her excitement by acting as if nothing special was going to happen on the weekend. It was business as usual as she served Him by night after both of them had returned to the apartment they shared as their home. He liked it that way and she liked that it made Him happy.

He had prepared to wake up an hour or two before she did. He wanted to make sure everything was prepared for the day’s celebration. He packed a picnic lunch along with everything he would need, placing various items in a duffle bag. These weren’t the kind of items that you would want displayed while walking through a garage of an apartment building. Eyebrows would definitely be raised. Not that he necessarily cared what others thought. It was just a lot less hassle to keep them in the duffle bag. He liked the mystery in the fact that the only people who knew what would be going on that afternoon were him and eventually her. It made things all the more pleasurable.

After loading the picnic basket into the trunk along with the duffle bag, He returned back to the apartment, which was on the seventh floor. Slipping into the bedroom, He leaned over the bed, watching her sleep for but a moment. He had a beautiful girl. He was so lucky to have her in His life. After brushing a stray, chestnut colored curl from her forehead, He leaned down a bit more. His warm lips pressed to hers and she squirmed against Him, waking from the contact of His lips. Her eyes were still closed though she moaned, arching her back to press her chest forward, against His hand, which was leaning over to the other side of the bed, supporting His weight.

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If you’re at this site, reading this then you either know what BDSM is already or you’re here because you are curious. If you already know what it is, I suggest skipping past this article and moving to one of the others, as you probably won’t find anything new here that you don’t already know. If you’re here because you want to learn more about the acronym and the lifestyle that it revolves around then you’re in the right place.

BDSM stands for a combination of things. The “B” always tends to stand for Bondage. The “D” can stand for either Dominance or Discipline (I’ve always considered it Discipline, myself) depending on who you ask. The “S” stands for Sadism and the “M” for Masochism.

If you have no idea what BDSM means you are probably scratching your head at some of these terms, too. So let’s break it down a little.

Bondage is the art of restraint. Some people call it bondage while some go with being restrained or tied up. Call it what you want, it’s all pretty much the same thing. You can enjoy bondage with nearly any material that can restrain someone. People use cuffs, silk ties, ropes, bondage tape, and just about anything else that you can think of. As bondage is a vast topic and this is but one discussion on BDSM terminology, we will go into that further at another time and leave it at that for now.

Discipline is just what it sounds like. In the BDSM lifestyle there are two main groups. There are Dominants/Tops/Sadists and there are Submissives/Slaves/ Bottoms/Masochists. Each of these terms mean something a little bit different and will be discussed in another post for your convenience. In BDSM you generally have a person that calls the shots and a person that follows the orders. Discipline is given by the higher up of the two, as they might see fit.

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