Last week I sat for a new tattoo. With the craziness going on in my life at first the thought of sitting for over 4 hrs when there were a million other things I needed to do, not least finish baking and decorating my first big order, I was excited but anxious of the time I was wasting. Instead the experience turned into one which settled me and filled my heart with joy. Sitting watching the tattoo artist at work, the pain leading to something beautiful reminded me of the beauty of someone giving into their submission, of using my paddle or a flogger on a beautiful ass to bring pain leading to exquisite pleasure. The beauty and the pain. The release and that handing over of trust and control to reach a new height.
I miss watching this transformation to watch a person submit and them truly relax and enjoy the pain and pleasure. So I have made a promise to myself, to not let everything else in my life push out the exquisite pleasure of life.
And if you were wondering, yes the tattoo has meaning. The kite represents me and I will leave it there for you to ponder why.