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The fantasy of the leash, when i am on a leash i enter a fantasy world, created within the boundaries of my own mind. Somewhere within the recesses of the deep dark parts of my mind,
i find myself wandering freely, chained to that which i treasure the most. It is like hovering on the brink of subspace, with each tug on the leash i float just a little higher; with each breath
i fight the euphoria that threatens to overtake me and rescue me from the reality of the moment.
The meaning of a leash to a me? A leash is security; it allows me to know exactly where my Master is and gives me a sense of safety. A leash is a sign of ownership; with a leash on,
i know my place and it is a continuous reminder of that relationship i hold so dear. A leash is a safety net; without the leash i am forced to deal with the horrible realities of freedom.
With a leash on, there are no doubts; i am owned and who owns me. There are no pretenses of false modesty, unlike with a collar; it cannot be hidden within the delicate fold of my clothing.
It's a reminder.
Embracing and expressing my submissive nature has given me the most powerful opportunities to find the deepest levels of trust, power and the intimacy that can only arise from the bond of
a Master and sub. It is the ultimate _expression of balance, the opposition of yin and yang. Mutually inter-dependent upon the other.
As a submissive, my goals are to come before Him as an empty chalice to be filled ... or a black canvas to be painted ... formless clay waiting to be molded.
Thru this exchange, i know that i will become more than i was before ... He will take the raw material, or the blank canvas or the raw gemstone and brings out the inner lustre.
In this experience, what many misinterpret is that they assume the Master imposes His will upon the sub and she becomes whatever He wants her to be. i would disagree ...
to me, the Master brings out the qualities of submission and in a more pronounced way. Rather then being told to "act" in a submissive way, it is the submissive's role to remove
the veil until who she becomes is the perfect reflection of devoted service and in serving her Master, she finds an inner joy and balance that comes from knowing that with each
veil removed, each boundary crossed, she becomes MORE of who and what she already is.
When i feel, hear and see His pride in me, i know that i am elevated and adored above all women. i have truly given the gift of my soul to Him and in that exchange He
becomes as bound to me as i am to Him. That is the beauty of submission to me. There is a dynamic that exists where the more my Master asks of me, the more i am able to give
and then the deeper our bound becomes. It grows exponentially. The perfect yin/yang of the Master being that active principle in the TAKING and the submissive being the receptive in the GIVING.
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