A Month Already

It's been a month since she went from my good girl, to one of Gods.
I still look every time the phone rings, or the phone signals a new text message and somehow expect it to be her.
I know better, yet there's that yearning and desire for it to be her.
I imagine it's no different for any of us in any D/s relationship or vanilla relationships.
There's inherently a co-dependence on both sides of the leash, paddle, or whip etc.
As much as I read about others looking for that connection, endorphin rush, the longing, etc. it's usually spoken more from the submissive side.
I'm here to tell you it's the same for me.
I won't speak for anyone else but for me
I miss that connection, and all of it.
Yes, I most certainly miss her not being in my life period and the everyday interactions, but I'm now getting to that place where I miss being Daddy or Sir.
I love being that for her and to her.
I'm at a place inside that nothing else matters to me but her needs and wants.
Those are my needs and wants as well, I take them on and make them mine.
Yes I have my own, she fulfilled all of the spectacularly.
That give and take, the verbalization, the look in her eyes, tone of her voice,
and yes the begging...mmmm yes that!

All that was important to me as much as her, she needed to feel it, say it, and do it; but I needed her to feel it, say it and do it probably as much.
Those times I'd send her back to work after we'd meet during her lunch break, with instructions on when to slide in a ben-wa ball, how long to keep it in,
not to orgasm until permission was given, etc.

Having all those things reported back to me via phone or text, were incredibly exciting for her and me.
The reports would come in: "Daddy put in 5 minutes ago"
Not even 5 minutes later "so wet Daddy, I'm not sure I can go another 20 mins."
less than 5 minutes again "I had to check to make sure my skirt didn't have a wet stain, can I cum now please?"
Of course I'd reply after each one,with positive feedback *grin* and make sure she completed the assigned task and waited the right amount of time I'd decided on and when the time had come, and she asked for permission it was granted.

This all was very exciting to me as well, the reports, or phone call with a breathless freshly orgasmed beauty, sharing with me the entire episode
and how after being given permission to cum she was on her way to
the restroom to finish and was stopped by a boss and had to endure another 10 or 15 minute delay, while she spoke with or dealt with whatever the work issue was, all the while her mind is in her very wet pussy, worrying the ball may slip, could anyone but her pick up on the scent of her sex that she clearly could smell, and finally how good and fast her orgasm was and the "thank you Daddy" that finished it all off.

So in the past month I've missed her terribly, but the Daddy / Master / Sir I am, misses being "that" to someone as special and wonderful as she was too.