I got a taste of pure peace. Once, but only once. I really want it again. I can barely remember it, and that's what's nice.
Quite a while back I helped someone out. Mutually consenting to this activity beforehand, He wasn't quite sure if he wanted to try anything anal on a partner. I very much wanted to try it, and so we came to a consensus...
Now, the taste that I got had nothing to do with anal specifically, but I am guessing that I slipped into what a "subspace" is.
Somewhere along the way He ended up pretty much on top of me, as we were in a cramped car. I, being a quite petite size, was consequently and unintentionally pinned down under His weight. My face was pressed down against the leather seat, my arms were pinned underneath me, and He pushed down on my back leaving only my lower half propped upwards as He lost control over himself. I lost my breath and my vision, and I also lost track of time until he finished and was pulling me off the seat with apologies.
Needless to say, He'd decided that this was definitely something he would enjoy with future partners.
Was that my subspace? I hope I get to visit it again, that I won't be stuck with such a simple taste of it.
~Blaise 🖤
