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Back2basics59
| Hetero Female, 63, EllicottCity, Maryland
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What makes me want to be a submissive? Why would i choose the path i am on and the type of relationship I have? How could i, as a grown woman with a sound mind, allow a man to dictate rules to me and make all my decisions? The answer is simple. It is who i am and what i live for. It makes me happy, content, and joyous when i am able to serve Him in some way, large or small. You have to find that one person that makes you just absolutely want to give your entire persona over to. To share every thought, dream, desire, past, present and future with. The good, the bad, the ugly. You crave to stay with that person, not because of what they can give youmonetarily, but for the feelings they give you. I will say that being submissive is not something i chose, it is just what i am naturally. It takes the right Dom to bring it out in me to the extent that it is and there is no better feeling i have ever experienced.The offering of ones self to another in perfect trust, believing in your heart trusting in your soul and knowing beyond all doubt that you are safe, you can truly let go. When you freely, willingly, openly, and completely give yourself over to your Master, to control every fiber of your being, you free-fall into the unknown. But its okay, youre safe and He is there to catch you. He will guide you to the edge hold you there and then hold you at the brink of breaking and bring you back. Each time taking you just a little further than before and each time strengthening that trust and making that bond of submission stronger. So when someone says people (womenmen) who like to be dominated are weak i would like to see them one time to be in a submissives place, it truly takes a strong person to submit and endure being pushed passed their limits and trust as well.
I have been out of the lifestyle for sometime now, and as the name states i need to be brought back to the basics of my submission, and the one true one that can make that happen.
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7/7/2023 8:21:21 AM: i am at a start of a new trail, where will it lead? i do not know, but i do know that i walk a small step behind You. Looking towards You to guide me, that You will pull me into You with a simple look, a word, or a command. The journey from the self-indulgent creature i am to the slave beauty You desire. A journey that will be fierce and difficult at times, one that will push me to the limit and past it, one that will find You throwing me off a cliff over and over again, to be waiting for me at the bottom, to catch me and say those two small words that make me want to please You more….”good slave”. It’s amazing how two small words can cause my spirit to burst forth, two small words that make me want and need to fall on my knees in front of You, back straight, head held high, eyes cast downward, legs spread apart and palms on thighs.You reinforce me to just how quickly i need this. How long it has been since i was truly in this mindset and just how wanton and needy i am. A connection of energy, of trust and of honesty. It is framed by the mutual respect, adoration, and admiration felt by both and a great deep fulfilling love can be found in and through it. And in my life, i strive for that deepness, it beckons me, calls to me.
1/18/2016 4:53:47 PM: As I gaze into the mirror, and take a good look at myself, I see age marching across my face. The once beautiful body I had is now replaced with something I don't recognize. As I run my fingers over my body, my skin is smooth, and soft still. Not weathered and dry with age. I have always been considered beautiful most of my life, but now I find myself still attractive in my features, but very self conscious of my body. I do not like looking at myself naked, and now here I am, standing in front of this mirror without a stitch of clothing, and I am trying to see what you find so beautiful. I know I am beautiful inside and my love and devotion knows no bounds.
1/18/2016 4:11:55 PM: 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 breathi 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.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.
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