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Hello!
If you want someone to dom, tie up, do wonderfully dirty things to on a regular basis, cook you rather good meals, but still be able to have a relationship with outside of sex?
I'd love to be that person for you.
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One of my professors, when faced with a class who balked at the thought of a midterm so massive we have had to take it home during our 'spring break' simply told us college is like prison. You get in, do your time and get out. Hopefully you learn something and become a better person, though mostly you just learn to keep your head down. This mid term, was his version of an early parole he said. We'd best do well on it.
At least I have a week off from everything. Perhaps I can not only get this bloody new cellphone working properly, but maybe get a chance to go have a cuppa with some one I don't know.
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I've been reading a book called "The Soul of the Night" and one chapter struck a cord ('Far Down a Billowing Plain'). In it the author quotes a German theologian by the name of M. Eckhart. The quote in question was this, "..Earth cannot escape the sky, let it flee up or down, the Sky flows with it...."
This to me sums up what Submission is to me - really it does. The two parts (Earth and Sky) are held as one. As one goes so does the other, in harmony. Neither can be without the other. The Sky cannot force the Earth - but the Earth cannot escape the Sky. It's simply being well, I suppose in essence I view it more of a Ying/Yang relationship; with the giving of power from one side to the other. Without the giving of submission, there can't be any domination. This idea of course is one that's led to me not having a good, healthy relationship in quite a while. I'm afraid that someone will view "Let me submit to you" as "Please subjugate me".
This comes up as I've been playing around with ropes and self-bondage. Until I tried it by myself, I didn't realize that it was the submitting part of being tied up that did it for me. Simply tying myself up did nothing beyond equal frustration and annoyance. Oh sure it was fun for about 10 or so minutes, but then I realized that I was missing the whole point of tying myself up. Sure the pressure and shifts of that pressure as I moved had promise but it was nothing compared to what I wanted it to be. I wanted the act, the whole point to be a gift to be given, to be something that when a Dom walked in, was pleased with.
And it was nothing because I was trying to submit, to give power over myself to someone else, to make them pleased with me, but there was no one else there. It quickly put an end to that - and the new rope I'd gotten packed back up for another day.
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| Age: 36 |
| Lorain,
Ohio |
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