Draft Friday, February 4, 2022 10:28 PM

Deborahbusby. aka{Desire L. Destiny}Jan 31·4 min read Long Distance Sub. Every day starts the same, I wake and wonder if any messages are waiting for me. Will today belong to me or will I have a directive from him, this may be about what to wear, where I may go or what I have to do. I rise from the bed and fetch my phone to check for messages from him then wander to the bathroom to shower. He has left a directive; no panties to be worn today and a dress that is above the knee, thigh high stockings and shoes with a heel, colour of the outfit is my choice. He will require proof that the directive has been followed so photos will have to be sent to him as required. He often requests a photo at odd times of the day no matter where I may be or with whom, this can be very awkward and in an inopportune moment but it will be expected within a time limit. some may find this strange to be in a marriage that is quite normal then have another man [in this case]else where in the world sending directives that must be followed to the letter or risk punishment, forfeit or something else that he may decide on at a later date. This brings me great pleasure when I receive a directive, butterflies flutter throughout my body and excitement wells up at what I will have to do. It is a similar feeling as falling for someone that you fancied from afar. To commit to being a long-distance sub and having someone else run your life, whilst you run another life here alongside, can be a great juggling act whilst keeping them separate from each other. So I dress in a bra no panties and put thigh high stockings on, I feel the thrill growing as I put each item of clothing on and the above-knee dress I grab my phone and turn the camera on I take a selfie with my dress hitched up at the back to prove I have no panties on then press send to him so he can confirm the next part of my task. He sends me a smiley face and tells me I’m a good baby girl and he will contact me later on. This will be because there is a time difference between our worlds and his day is yet to begin but no matter the time he demands that I report in. So now I continue with my normal routine of mundane housework and shopping, being in the house is no problem the shopping is a different ball game as having to remember not to bend over too far, no panties! Walking down the aisle in the supermarket my phone pings as a message comes in I take a look, it is from him a new instruction but he hasn’t written directive so I read the instruction to find out the task. The task is to go find some high heel shoes in a shop that has service. I have a tingle rush up my spine at the thought and a quiver down below. The more I think about the task; doubts set in, I’m to try shoes on and send pictures of them on my feet with the server within shot, not their face obviously and I am not to stand up; I’m to lift my leg and take a picture of each pair of shoes. I understand the concept and why he wishes me to lift my leg. He is trying to see if I will comply with his wishes and if there will be any flashing. I send a message back to him asking to be able to stand in the shoes to take the photo, I hope as this was not a directive that I can bend the rule. Unfortunately, I have an instant return message denying the request and a statement that the task is a directive with no leeway. I, therefore, do not get the choice. I bet you all think that because this is a long-distance Sub relationship I could ignore the directives sent from him but that will not happen as there would be no point in having this relationship that gives me all that is missing from my everyday life. I love my Dom he is everything, I trust him implicitly not to let anything bad happen to me. No matter how far apart we are I will wear his collar as a mark of respect to him and his ownership of me.

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