** DISCLAIMER**
This post is not meant as an end all or be all. It is pretty intense as recently; I was told that as a woman, I don’t understand what it means to submit- and that I should move on from the ( and I quote) “-dream that [I] have going on in [my] head.”
So I collected those feelings, and expressed them in the only way I know how… by writing them down.
I want to start a conversation about submission and domination, I want to understand all sides of the perspective being, it is a spectrum afteralll…
I believe in balance, I believe in duality, I believe in the union of the masculine and feminine: but also the masculinity and femininity we all contain within ourselves… that fine line of Yin and Yang…
With that being said, I will shut my mouth and let your eyes wander…
Sex.
I never stuck around in this community for the sexual gratification.
Power exchange to me, hasn’t been some sort of sexual secret. I don’t get a rush out of listening to you in my dms going on about how you like to make girls wet with just a glance.
I am more than that.
I am more than some wimpy fuck with a hot topic bondage kit.
I am more than some insecure fuck who uses women because he doesn’t want to be alone.
I am more than some loser with a god complex because they’ve lived their entire life trying to prove to themselves, them selves.
I’ve never been afraid to be who I am.
I have always been unapologetically loud.
I have always been a little rough around the edges.
I don’t need you here to smooth me out.
I have allowed you in my space to polish what is already there.
That was a lot of yelling.
But what is submission to me? What is serving to me?
Duality.
Partnership.
A blend of masculinity and femininity.
Respect.
Dignity.
Power exchange is the ultimate surrender.
Regardless of what anyone says, you are breaking yourself down into little pieces, examining them, and putting them back together to not only serve your dom, but yourself.
You see me in my most vulnerable form.
I allow you to encompass and work parts of myself I have probably ignored. Neglected.
I am rebuilding my stones into a castle not just for the sake of pleasing you, but for the sake of strengthening myself.
Let that sink in.