Q: Is Sub­mis­sion A Gift?

A: Sub­mis­sion is a gift but not in the way you may first think. It is a gift you give to yourself.

I often use the phrase “gift of sub­mis­sion” in poetry and lyri­cal prose because it is a well-​received roman­tic cliché that evokes a sense of demure grace, inno­cent in its devo­tion. It con­veys purity of heart in the sub­mis­sive and honor in the one whom she has cho­sen to receive her gift.

In poetry, metaphors and sim­i­les are a sav­ing grace when con­vey­ing vis­ceral emo­tions and expe­ri­ences. Still, I want to show that what goes on behind the scenes is even more beau­ti­ful than a sim­ple roman­tic cliché. What goes on when a beau­ti­ful, vibrant, elec­tric woman sub­mits is so much more pro­found than the giv­ing of a gift, no mat­ter how precious.

Yes, a sub­mis­sive may feel that sub­mit­ting to her dom­i­nant is like giv­ing him the pre­cious gift of her will, of her, to com­mand and to use. Espe­cially since she will not sub­mit to just any­body, but to that one, spe­cial per­son that has proven to be wor­thy of that gift.

Expand­ing on that line of thought, it fol­lows then that the dom­i­nant wor­thy if her sub­mis­sion is gift­ing her with his dom­i­nance. Just like her atten­tion and her sub­mis­sion is a gift, he is giv­ing her his atten­tion and care. He is trad­ing safety and his trust­wor­thi­ness for her com­pli­ancy and loy­alty. It becomes a transaction.

There is noth­ing wrong with treat­ing the mutual gift­ing of sub­mis­sion and dom­i­nance as a trans­ac­tion. The whole term Power Exchange implies a trans­ac­tion of per­sonal power. It is given and taken and given back in a feed­back loop of sorts. The sub­mis­sive gives her power to her dom­i­nant who becomes a prism through which both hers and his power are focused back on her.

View­ing sub­mis­sion as a gift actu­ally makes a lot of sense, con­sid­er­ing that the sub­mis­sive can at any time with­draw her con­sent, her gift if you will, and the cascade-​effect will cease. And this mech­a­nism is often used to prove that sub­mis­sives have much more power in rela­tion­ships than they may think. If the sub­mis­sive does not want to play, there sim­ply is no play.

Yes, I am focus­ing purely on the forces within a con­sen­sual dom­i­nant and sub­mis­sive inter­ac­tion. Co-​dependency and domes­tic abuse can com­pel the sta­blest and strongest minds to stay in dis­eased rela­tion­ships. An abu­sive rela­tion­ship is to a D/​s rela­tion­ship like rape is to mak­ing love.

Hav­ing said that, it both­ers me to think that a mag­nif­i­cent sub­mis­sive woman is some­how giv­ing me a gift when she is really being the most true to her­self. She has been brought up in a soci­ety that says that women who are sub­mis­sive are weak and are betray­ing the ideals that have gone far, albeit not yet far enough, to give women equal respect and oppor­tu­ni­ties to those that men enjoy.

She has had to strug­gle against the stream to take own­er­ship of her own desires; she has endured self-​doubt and pain and pos­si­bly shame to get to the point where she can admit that she is sub­mis­sive. The jour­ney of self-​discovery has been hard on some and eas­ier on oth­ers, but the large major­ity of sub­mis­sives have had to travel that path. Her sub­mis­sion is hard-​earned and she did not ven­ture on that jour­ney for any­body but her­self. The fruits of her labor are hers to enjoy.

Some say that being sub­mis­sive is a female sur­vival strat­egy to ensure that her mate will stay with her by pleas­ing him and adding value to his every­day life. I do not have the req­ui­site degrees to argue for or against that idea, but I can­not imag­ine that I am the only one who feels that when a woman sub­mits to me, she is doing it for her­self and not as a gift to me or as a bribe for my attention.

And that is exactly the way I want it. I can­not imag­ine it any other way.

It is so easy to get tan­gled up in defin­ing sub­mis­sion in terms of acts that the sub­mis­sive per­forms for her dom­i­nant, and acts that she sub­mits to being per­formed on her by him. But that is only what is vis­i­ble on the sur­face. The dynamic in the rela­tion­ship between a dom­i­nant and a sub­mis­sive is much more com­plex than the acts per­formed and so are the moti­va­tions that drive a woman to submission.

Sub­mis­sion is a strat­egy, a tool if you will, to dis­con­nect the sub­mis­sive from her crit­i­cal mind for a while, to gain respite when the buzzing of ideas and thoughts and to-​dos becomes deaf­en­ing and the act of mak­ing a sim­ple deci­sion becomes over­whelm­ing because she can­not stop think­ing of dif­fer­ent out­comes and con­se­quences, and can­not choose between them.

It is about not hav­ing to make deci­sions, even if only for a while. It is like don­ning an intel­lec­tual blind­fold where the sub­mis­sive trusts her dom­i­nant to lead her to her inner core, where she can open up and be vul­ner­a­ble with­out hav­ing to strug­gle with her own doubts and inse­cu­ri­ties. Sub­mit­ting is a way to not even be able to dis­please sim­ply because she is not allowed to.

Sub­mis­sion is a tac­tic to quiet the submissive’s mind. It is a vehi­cle to quiet the buzzing of thoughts and ideas swarm­ing within her aware­ness. That qui­et­ing is the moment of focus, the moment between heart­beats that the ath­lete waits for to make the jump, the moment of clar­ity that allows you to step on the bridge of sus­pended dis­be­lief and to make it safely from here to there.

Through the intel­lec­tual blind­fold of sub­mis­sion, her aware­ness descends into the dark­ness of her emo­tional womb and she find parts of her­self that are warmer, more pri­mal, more fem­i­nine, even. Sub­mit­ting is not a fem­i­nine act in itself, but it is a path for a fem­i­nine being to con­nect with the ele­men­tal fem­i­nine deep inside, and that is what the draw is for many women. I imag­ine the same is more or less true for male sub­mis­sives, although I con­fess I have not thought much on that side of the coin; I am too cap­ti­vated by the ele­men­tal feminine.

When a submissive’s dom­i­nant takes her wrist just so, and whis­pers in her ear just so, that is where it all becomes real. That is the key to sur­ren­der, to let­ting go, to release her crit­i­cal mind like a bal­loon leav­ing a child’s hand, soar­ing up into the blue void. That is when she can melt and flow her emo­tions all over him, cov­er­ing it all to per­ceive every­thing. And for a while not to think, to just be, to feel, to be all of the pri­mal female that she is.

As much as sub­mis­sion is con­veyed through acts and demeanor, deep down it is about how pro­foundly affected she is by him. It is about how they con­nect and how eas­ily and com­pletely she lets go in his pres­ence. It is about together cre­at­ing an emo­tional con­text in which she feels safe enough and sup­ported enough to retreat into her body and be uncon­cerned with the exter­nal world. To lose sight of every­thing else and focus all her atten­tion inwards on how she is affected by him.

It is not some cocka­mamie dom­i­nant fan­tasy about the sub­mis­sive focus­ing solely on his plea­sure. No, she enjoys his use of her but her atten­tion is on her­self. Her view of him is through the effects he has on her. Just like you can­not see the wind but through the rustling of the leaves on the trees, she expe­ri­ences his touch through rip­ples of the pond of her aware­ness and body.

That is what sub­mis­sion is about; it is about expe­ri­enc­ing and feel­ing. It is about the sub­mis­sive div­ing deep into her­self to con­nect with her inner radi­ant core. It is not about for­get­ting her­self or her needs or dimin­ish­ing her­self; good heav­ens, no. It is about cel­e­brat­ing what she is and what she is capa­ble of so strongly and deeply that she can­not be bur­dened by sim­ple things like think­ing or mak­ing deci­sions or wor­ry­ing about where to go from here.

It is about her tak­ing her dominant’s hand and let­ting him guide her through expe­ri­ences and feel­ings too pro­found to walk the path by her­self. And while he is focused on lead­ing her and guid­ing her and ensur­ing her safety, she rewards him and con­nects with him by nar­rat­ing her jour­ney through her reac­tions, through her respon­sive­ness, through the grace with which she follows.

He is lead­ing so that she can fol­low and focus on her feel­ings and every­thing she can pos­si­bly expe­ri­ence. She del­e­gates respon­si­bil­ity of her body and her mind to him so that her heart and her soul can take flight.

No mat­ter how roman­tic the notion, sub­mis­sion is not a gift. It is an expres­sion of a capac­ity for deep inner beauty and the strength and courage and will­ing­ness to be open and vul­ner­a­ble. It is a way to achieve an unprece­dented level of con­nec­tion and inti­macy with another human being who is not your oppo­site but your per­fect complement.

And it is awfully sexy.

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Jean Carroll May 28, 2010 at 10:11 AM

YES! I am a submissive woman, married for 42 years to a lover, husband and friend with whom I have children, live life, garden, discuss classical literature and spend a lot of time swallowing cock. This is the most perfect description of what I feel – (and at 60, I have indeed been through those trials along the path to self-acceptance) – that I have ever read. Your reference to the intellectual blindfold of submission is so very precise that it literally stopped me in my tracks, so to speak. Thank you. That is exactly what I feel. I will not say that it is or is not a “game”, since that language seems off-putting to many, but my husband and I emerge from the stream of our lovemaking with a sense of play, with a sense of wholeness, with a sense of caring and intimacy that continues, after all this time, to nurture our relationship and to keep us tingling. Again, I can’t thank you enough for the clarity of this piece. (I also greatly appreciate the perhaps unintentional pun in “cockamamie”!)

I can’t neglect, as well, to thank you for the piece on “Going Feral”, which was enormously comforting to my husband during a recent bout of similar malaise. You have a remarkable mind and we appreciate your (unusual) views on the intimacy, the affection, the deep caring demonstrated in many acts which seem, to outsiders, brutal or selfish. It is lovely to have the romance of this intense life honored, and we are deeply grateful.

Just so you know, it was Oatmeal Girl who suggested your site to me. She was right on.

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