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The Beauty of Submissive Men

Men who derive happiness from submission and service, who find their bliss at the feet and in the will of their Goddess - these men have learned the joy of letting go.

They have learned that their world is not defined by their jobs; that it is not defined by the sports they watch, the friends they have, or the mantastic manly-man activities in which they engage in their free time.

They have learned that they can be exactly who they are and who they WANT TO BE in the presence of a woman who is strong enough and trustworthy enough to give them Dominance.

Submissive men can be 24/7 lifestyle subs, or they may simply need to have that one hour in the week during which they find release and a much deserved break from the facade of total control.

I love submissive men for many reasons:

I love their ability to express their need.
I love watching that moment of giving in - the eyes roll back, the teeth bite the lower lip, and you can tell they're home.
I love the sighs, the eagerly open mouths, the willingness to trust and obey.

Men who are submissive, who have the courage to ask for a Mistresss, show such strength.

Men who are switches, who understand the fluidity and balance of their minds, show such awareness.

Men who come to me and ask (humbly, with respect) to please be given the peace and understanding only afforded by a Woman in Power, will always receive what they seek.

My life's work is dedicated to fostering a safe and sane space, whether in a chat window, hotel room, dungeon, or bedroom, and ensuring that my clients walk away feeling whole.

Submissive men, I salute you.
2 years ago. August 30, 2021 at 2:29 PM

It's kinda of awkward to say, even to a someone like yourself, that while I can still arouse myself by wrapping my hand around my pitiful little cock and stroking, I have somehow fundamentally changed the way I need to be sexually satisfied.

   It's just a little bit embarrassing to divulge I spend most of the time daydreaming about cocks up my ass and down my throat. When I see an eggplant, a zucchini, or a cucumber, even a carrot my thoughts are not on their flavor but how nice it would be to have in my ass. I've become fixated and obsessed by being the recipient of a good fucking. I can't remember the last time I looked at a pretty girl and thought of spreading her legs and thrusting myself inside her. Now I'm more likely to look at her hands wondering if they are small enough to fit in my anus.

   I have essentially changed roles. All I want anymore is to be fucked, to be penetrated, sodomized and dominated sexually.

   I've become a desperate little slut. I can't help myself. I NEED to be fucked like a girl. I would beg for it. I plead incessantly for it. All I want is to be somebody's bitch!!!

   What has happened to me?

simplegirl - Nothing at all has happened., It's labeled being alive, smiles. I hope you have an extraordinary, beautiful day, my friend.
2 years ago
budknap​(sub male){No} - Yes!!! It's true!!! My sexual energy has been redirected.
And while the journey has been confusing and unexpected it's also been emancipating. As shocking a change as my evolution has been I feel more alive and vibrant. I feel excited to be exactly who I am🤩
2 years ago
stephensunn​(sub male) - nice , that is exactly how I feel. Thank you
2 years ago

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