When You Said Yesterday...

...That it's nearly Christmas

What did I want and I thought

Just love me, love me, love me

That's what I want for Christmas

When I walk through a room, let them see you need me

Walk through a room, let them

See you love me, love me, love me

That's what I want for Christmas

Anyone can wish for all the trinkets in the window

Some can even buy the things they see

But the present that I want you'll never find in any window

Bring me love and bring it just for me

When you come home at night

Take me in your arms and hold me

And kiss me and say you love me, love me, love me

That's what I want for Christmas

Hold me, kiss me

That's what I want for Christmas

A whole song...Master asked mouse that very question. Oh, there's a song for that sung by Nancy Wilson.

"Ok mouse lay it on me, " He said and mouse quickly found it on YouTube.

He listened to it and smiled. He's been doing that a lot more lately, sometimes when she cooks if the radio isn't blaring she'll hum and very recently He'll ask about that too. Suddenly she felt naked. Like having her clothing stripped away from her. While of course mouse shouldn't have secrets from Master and the music was never a secret, it was still something He didn't ask many questions about.

Now, He does and it feels like she's revealing parts of her she didn't before. The parts that were more private, the thoughts or the way she thinks.

It's just Him taking an interest in something that is important to mouse, something He never understood before but accepted as quirky as His slave can be. To mouse there is probably a song for everything and ever moment of her life. Not sure many people carry it that far. On her iPod there's a list of songs that remind her of Master, and He looked through that list, listened and even searched out the lyrics so He could understand them better. He didn't say a lot about it at first. Later He did say He found it touching. At first it felt invasive almost His digging through her "moody" lists of music, like being just stripped bare and exposed. It's an uncomfortable layer to her slavery. On a philosophical level she understood that but seeing it in practice was a bit jarring, since a slave isn't supposed to have secrets from her Owner.

Yet, are the things He never cared to know about or understand really secrets? He could have asked at any moment during our relationship and mouse grew used to Him not asking.

Years ago, someone mentioned to Him that He should pay attention more to the music mouse would listen to because it truly reflected her emotional state. At the time, He rather dismissed it. Music is something to listen to and enjoy, but isn't that personal, He always felt. Now, like a huge tapestry, He's seeing the all the colors, the shades, the contrasts and hues and it was as though a light was shined on mouse.

Yet, it's also a bit of relief that she can't really hide from Him anymore, although it took probably far too long to understand that.

Slowly mouse is feeling more like mouse again. Better living through chemistry, she guesses.

In other news the plug is back, the corset isn't and might never be used again. Nipple rings are gone too.

The plug being back is significant, it's not the one that didn't allow for sitting, but a smaller one that just gives that slight full feeling and is comforting to mouse. So far Master is keeping to the shorter hours and seems to enjoy this and honestly so is mouse. He has cautioned that next year things will be picking up again for Him but He said He's going to try much harder to not go back to the way things were before.

So, she never really answered His question about what she wanted for Christmas, and yet going back to the beginning she did completely. Only Him. His love.

Totally not the answer Master wanted.

There's a song for that too....

Happy Holidays From Omega and mouse to everyone!