In the years that I have known Marius, I have come to realize that he is much more complex than I had originally thought. Sometimes when I see him late at night, he is alone. And he doesn't realize that I am watching him. There is a certain meticulousness about him that I still find quite mezmerizing after all these years, especially when he is contemplating my future. At times I get the feeling that he would never part with me. Yet other times I am painfully aware that my very presense frustrates him.
It is much different being owned by a man than it is to be owned by a woman, yet I do not think I have a preference anymore. I know what you're thinking. I myself might be inclined to wonder the same things, if I were not entirely subjective. One thing stands out to me though, I am who I am because of him. Let us say that he has made me into more than I was ever meant to be.
Marius is Master.
My Master.
