bella

when He calls me bella

When He calls me bella…

bella…
My bella…

These words just melt me.  I may have done something to make Him happy, when He calls me bella.  Perhaps I did something special so He praised me by calling me bella.  Sometimes I’m His good little whore and earned it, when He calls me bella.  Sometimes He’s impressed with me, when He calls me bella.  Sometimes He calls me bella just because I’m His.

bella is His and mine; it’s ours.  bella is another way to connect.  bella is a touch of subspace for me.  bella is like a switch.  Just Him saying bella makes my body tingle and my thoughts scramble and just a touch of that euphoric place in time.

I feel wanted and special and He makes me feel like I’m the only one who matters to Him, when He calls me bella.  I feel beautiful, when He calls me bella.  I feel safe and protected, when He calls me bella.  I feel owned, when He calls me bella.  I feel loved, when He calls me bella.  There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m absolutely His, when He calls me bella.

His bella.

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