Is your submissive to be of warmth and comfort? To be the softness to your hardness? To where she wraps herself around you, pulling you in taking all your burdens and worries?
That her joys and delight are feeding you, giving to your needs and desires.
At any moment she will rise up and dance with fire, naked and bold taking your demons out to play. Beg you to use her. Wanting to feel your hands on her throat. your teeth rake across her inner thigh, biting down. Her eyes are dancing, for you.
Knowing that she wants you to ravage her, but also to be touched gently. The holding of her face in your hands. The long gentle kisses, and soft whispers. Wiping her tears, hearing her laughter after a well placed strike of a crop.
A time will come and a decision must be made. Do you understand the great pains and strength she will evoke from within to come and be with you, to leave behind her world to join yours? Oh she will do so.
She is yours to protect and guide. But she too will bare her teeth and defend, fight for you, stand at your side