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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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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