He sat there looking at her, on her knees, head down, waiting on lthe next task he gives her, her mind a chaotic mess, he knows he has an uphill battle to fight for her, but he finds her worthy of the battle he must fight. He knows she wants to give her submission to him, but she doesn't know how. He must silence her mind, show her what peace looks like, show her that he is the vessel in which her peace lies, he just needs to lead her there. He decides the best way to lead her is to break her walls down one brick at a time, bring her demons to the surface and face those demons together with her, show her how to to to battle, show her that he will fight the battle with her, and not abandon her, no matter how hard the battle gets. He tells her to humble and he grabs his paddle and growls, "count" she complies without reservation as he has already shown her that she is safe in his hands. Which every thud another brick falls, and he keeps striking, knowing that with every fallen brick another thought is removed from the chaos. She counts to 15, he knows she needs a break, but her walls are falling, brick by brick. He pauses, check in with her, tears in her eyes, not from the paddle, but from the slow release of the chaos that inhabited her mind for so long. He saw in her eyes the confusion the silence was creating, she had forgotten what silence sounds like and it was deafening to her, she was bracing herself for the wave of chaos that she knew was coming, it always came. He knew he was close, he saw a glimpse of relief as those bricks fell one by one, but she will not let her demons out for him to battle, she will not allow her mind to be silenced, she still will not give him her mind, she will not submit. He picks her up off the floor and places her on the bed, lays next to her, holding her, praising her, telling her she is safe. He feels her body start to relax, he knows she is making peace with her demons, he knows that she is starting to understand that the peace that he is offering, the silence of her mind he is creating. He kisses her tells her to let it go. She starts to sob, it's painful to let her past go, it's foreign territory, it's what she has fought for, but has not found. She tells him her story, she releases her demons, she silences her mind, she submits to him, she finds peace. He knows she is his, he knows the battle has fought an won.
1 year ago. Monday, February 17, 2025 at 11:41 PM