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submissive standpoint with her personality, I had no feelings for her. In her absence, after the break-up, I missed the sex. I missed her willingness to entertain almost any sexual suggestion. I did not miss her as a person.
    This relationship was my first relationship beyond experimentation that produced satisfaction from a woman being submissive in personality – and not merely in desire . I learned from many questions asked and answered with Serena that she would be as satisfied as I was with her submitting to perform for me sexually.
    There were several times that she wasn’t punished for her actions, but was punished from what would be the normal treatment by me. On one instance, I left her naked on the barstool in her house and went to the mall for a new pair of jeans.
    When I returned, she had been on the stool naked for an hour and a half. She was instructed to sit there, and not to move under any circumstances. When I returned, she was seated on the stool, proudly waiting for me to return. Her pussy, when I did return, was as wet as if it had received an hour and a half of foreplay.
    Her requirement of sitting on the barstool was a result of my inventive mind and her statement earlier that night of the pleasure she received from having me instruct her to do anything.
    Her delight from the 90 minutes of naked abandonment was some proof that she truly did desire to be told what to do, and to, in turn, do it. This intrigued me. In retrospect, I believe that I missed the pleasure that was received from seeing her perform as instructed.
    Although I didn’t miss her as a person, nor did I miss her personality, I sat and wondered what may have happened to her, and what she may be doing now. Who she may be with, and if that person was aware of her wants, needs, and desires.
    Bringing her pleasures to the surface had been somewhat of a surprise to her. Confirmation was impossible, because I never took time to keep in touch with former sexual partners, but it would stand to reason that after a woman determined that she was submissive, she would receive very little satisfaction from any form of vanilla relationship.
    I thought of Serena or I being in a vanilla relationship and being satisfied. I laughed for a brief moment, and placed the diary on the floor in front of the fireplace. I stretched my legs and rubbed my chin with my hand.
    I could no more be satisfied in a vanilla relationship than I could be five foot four and Asian.
    Vanilla.
    I laughed again and picked up the diary.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    ERIK. I flipped through the pages, full of the realization that I was not going to obtain anything from the diary but recollection of the memories associated with events long since forgotten.
    I haphazardly flipped through the pages that remained and into the blank pages. As I started to close the diary, I mentally recognized one of the last entries that my eyes had digested.
    I opened the diary up and flipped backward, from the blank pages to the pages with hand written entries. When I got to the first page that had an entry on it – flipping from back to front, I stopped and stared.
    Kelli?
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    NAME: KELLI
    AGE:
    STATS:
    ACCOMPLISHMENTS
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    ERIK. I stared at the page. Statistics, blank. Age, blank. Accomplishments, blank. I closed the diary. Typically, I made it a point to obtain the height, weight, name, and if possible, last name of all the people that I had been with sexually.
    This is something that I did, historically after we met, and prior to any sexual advancements whatsoever . If sex happened on the night of our first meeting, I always obtained the information before the close of the night one way or another.
    I t was a form of trophy for me, a prize. Proof of my accomplishments. As far as I could accurately recall, every woman I had ever been with was listed in this book. Every one, without fail. When I decided