Submission

Cut­ting off Con­tact as Pun­ish­ment Method

A fun­da­men­tal respon­si­bil­ity for us, the dom­i­nants in our rela­tion­ships, is to exer­cise judg­ment and to do The Right Thing even if it might go against our own preferences.

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Q: Is Sub­mis­sion A Gift?

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

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In Response to “You Asked…”

This is in response to Shidonae’s poem You Asked…

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The Power of a Sub­mis­sive Woman

When you want noth­ing more, and noth­ing less, than to kiss her; when kiss­ing her is the answer to every fuck­ing scream in your body…

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You Own Him

On the pos­ses­sor possessed.

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In Response to “Some­times I hate it”

I would never have thought that a sub­mis­sive woman would be the strongest and most pow­er­ful force I have ever faced. She is mak­ing me believe in my even­tual redemption.

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

Devel­op­ing and achiev­ing a hold of your sub­mis­sive feels in so many ways like achiev­ing an erection.

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In Response to “When the need won’t break”

On the beauty of your sub­mis­sive endur­ing and push­ing her­self for you.

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In Her Love

In his hunt for sal­va­tion, he found his deliv­er­ance in her love.

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Sadis­tic Love

With teeth of steel and fin­gers of iron, I slowly and grad­u­ally take away her con­trol of her own body. Her heart soars, her skin sings, and finally, her thoughts are quiet.

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How Can I Explain?

One day you will under­stand my need to pos­sess you, to sac­ri­fice your body on the altar of my desire, to dive into your soul and never emerge.

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Depeche Mode in the Background

You look at me with eyes ablaze and try to form a word but noth­ing comes out. You lick your lips and swal­low and then you barely audi­bly whis­per “More…”

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Again and Again

The sound of your com­ing is the sound I cher­ish the most.

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Free­dom in Let­ting Go

I choose to take your hand in mine and keep you warm, because every time you smile at me I glimpse the free­dom of sur­ren­der in your eyes.

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