In Response to “Swab­bing the deck — tied by the Captain”

This is in response to SubGirl’s story Swab­bing the deck — tied by the Cap­tain.

Achiev­ing an erec­tion feels so good. You go from one state to another. When that last heart­beat fills the last bit of elas­tic­ity, when it goes from being just hard to rock-​hard, a sense of pur­pose falls over you.

There is a shift in your mind and in your body that opens up the flood­gates to some­thing pri­mal in you. Your mind focuses, deci­sions become eas­ier because you are unen­cum­bered by triv­i­al­i­ties, and you set­tle into a pri­mal, organic, nat­ural role.

A role that is writ­ten into your very being, that comes so nat­u­rally and eas­ily and feels so free­ing. When that last heart­beat fills your shaft to burst­ing, you think, “this is me. I am meant to be this.”

And if you are lucky enough to be pre­sented with a female to receive that erec­tion, there is a sense of com­ple­tion, of des­tiny, of com­ing home, as you sink into her. When that erec­tion dis­ap­pears into her, a sense of calm, of ful­fill­ment, or renewed pur­pose descends on you.

Devel­op­ing and achiev­ing a hold of your sub­mis­sive feels in so many ways like achiev­ing an erec­tion. The deeper she slips into sub­mis­sion, the more she opens to you, the more of her will is peeled away and replaced with yours, the stronger your sense of pur­pose, of des­tiny, of enti­tle­ment and fulfillment.

When the defi­ance in her eyes is washed away and she word­lessly nods to your demand, it is like feel­ing her lips part and open for you, to invite you in, and to wel­come you home.