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[alteanne]

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[lovettehabilis]

Something to try ?

[newlifeahead]

If Saying “Yes” to submission is easy, then something is wrong.

The passionate hungers and needs deep inside me are as elusive to describe as smoke trailing slowly, in a seductive dance around a candle. There, but in a wispy second gone just that quickly  Just outside my grasp, the way to isolate and describe that aching need, that for which I search, no different from the search for my actual self. It is that amazing feeling when asked to humble myself in pleasing him, that I feel it most. That exhilarated excitement, the deep sexual awakening which accompanies it. He allows me to feel and be naughty, slutty, whore-like just for him,  It is that feeling and need which continues to be just outside of my grasp.

Emotions and doubts sift through my mind like the grains of sand through my fingers on the shore. I look up to see the boiling storm clouds moving quickly toward me. A decision waiting to be made The urgency to run, is overwhelming, but toward or away?

The images in the mirror are screaming that I embolden myself, take a chance, being safe no longer an option. I push forward through the emotional fog of fear I know so well, which  lives here in this place of indecision.

It is not the fear of change; it is the certainty of innocence lost. But is there a point in saving innocence if we ourselves remain lost?

There is a knowing in the center of my being that what I give away will not be nearly as great, as what I receive. And still, I question the wisdom of that certainty. Doubting if it is certainty at all, but rather fear disguised. What truly is that which I lose? Is anything really lost forever? Or is there any loss at all?

The road is clear; the path is true, yet, the vaporous unknown looms ahead. While I consider the decision I am going to make, I think of his eyes. His kind, intense, confident eyes. Eyes I could look into for a thousand years, and never tire of. Eyes which patiently hold me while I search for the words I am going to say  to him,

I take a deep breath letting if go slowly, My heart quiets and my pulse beats a little slower as I feel calm begin to wash over me. For all the turmoil in my mind, my voice while enormously quiet, still sounds unexpectedly calm. “ Sir, I relinquish myself to your control forever. Please accept me as you adoring submissive and slave. Please allow me to serve your needs and have the pleasure of pleasing you forever. This is my humble request. At the conclusion of my well weighted words, I kiss the palm of us hand in gratitude, long and hard.

When he accepts my submission, my poor heart is so happy it feels it will pop. And now, my new life begins, I look up to the eyes of my future, Smile crinkles visit their corners, while a huge smile covers my face. My complete admiration for him, must be written all over me, but not wanting to take a chance it might not be. I kiss his feet now. The most humbling position I can think to take.

Nobody ever said that submission was easy. I suspect that if it were, everybody would do it. And this really isn’t for everybody.while the thoughts, and fears which accompanied my decision were torturous, being on the other side of the decision, is it’s own reward. I feel different, new and polished and pretty, and owned.

Trish Nielson

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[newlifeahead]

Sometimes things just need to rewritten and made better. And then posted again. Thank you for accepting this as a new piece. Trish

[devotionaltraining]

Devotional Training: It’s never easy to cross to the other side.

[naturallysubmissive]

“Kneel at his feet. Make him a sandwich. Learn to say, “Yes.” Be available for him…always. Touch him often. Be honest but kind. Hold him close. Appreciate him and never take him for granted. Listen and obey him. Ask him to cum in your mouth. Make him feel like a man and never betray him. Walk around nude. Don’t obsess about your weight. Be confident and don’t compare yourself to others. Make him laugh. Make him feel needed. Don’t manipulate or nag him. Support him and build him up. Appreciate and embrace your differences. Masturbate in front of him. Don’t cum without his permission. Take care of yourself. Wear high heels. Sleep nude. Keep up on your appearance. But….. never ever be a doormat or his punching bag.“

Lisa Marie

@sub19671969

[devotionaltraining]

Devotional Training: Words to live by.

[the-modern-female]

Do you think masculinity is fragile?? If a woman makes more money then a man then usually that man will stop dating her. I read a science article that pretty much said that men are intimidated by women that are intelligent and ones that make a lot money. Do you agree???

i agree somewhat, but i believe your premise is wrong. Men want beauty and obedience in girls. Girls want independence and power in Men. So when a couple has the girl as the main earner, this sets off the balance. It is possible that the couple can pull through it, but it certainly puts a strain on it.

Masculinity is not fragile in that sense, but it needs to be expressed. A Man who does not feel like the Man, who can’t embrace his masculinity, cannot be really happy. Masculinity can’t be bottled up, it needs to be expressed. In that sense, masculinity is weak: it does not do well in a cage, it does not do well being hidden.

For girls it is similar. If we need to take charge and be strong and independent, we can do it. But we can’t ever be happy doing it. It is very tiresome to make decisions and we tend to overthink them. We don’t do well in these stressful situations where masculinity would thrive.

People are the happiest when they can thrive in their environment. So when you put a Man in an emasculating situation, he will not be happy. He can learn to deal with it and even reach a stage of content, but true happiness will elude him. Humans are remarkable at adapting. So even girls can take charge and for example, lead an army. But just because something is possible does not make it a good idea.

[prostatorgasmsgirl]

Saying no

There is a tendency to think that as a Submissive we give away our right to say “no” to our Dominant, nothing could be further from the truth. We always, always, always have the right to say no there is however a right way and a wrong way to say no.

There are times that my Master will ask me to do a task that simply isn’t possible in that moment, he can’t see me 24/7 he doesn’t know my circumstances every time he requests me to do a task.

So how do you say no? Well here is what I say…. “Master may I please request that not happen at this moment? Currently I am unable to complete this task and I don’t like not doing as you ask. May we please reschedule this for a more suitable time?”

This allows him to retain the power, while at the same time I am able to express the “no” with a reason that he can understand. It also allows me to show my respect to him and to his request.

There are other times when I am asked point blank for my opinion on something, I have a tendency to try and feel the waters and see how my Master feels, what he is thinking, he never gives me his thoughts in these kinds of circumstances, he knows that I would potentially alter my thinking to please him.

So when I am asked my opinion I give it, and if the answer is of a negative nature then so be it. That is how it is, a negotiation may pursue and I may alter or even reverse my decision but I always have the ability to say no.

D/s is a Partnership a pure and special Partnership, if you take away the rights of your Submissive to say no, you are in fact taking away the essence of who she is and her power.

If you take away her power you can’t keep her safe, not like she needs to be.

As a Submissive the thought of upsetting my Master in anyway is crushing, that however does not mean that I have to always say yes. To do so in fact undermines the integrity and strength of the relationship we have. I have the right to say NO.

[devotionaltraining]

Devotional Training: A respectful request to be allowed to say no.

[daddydomshouse]

Two are one.

[ramme24]

No support, then no balance. Chaos builds gradually and will creep up like a lion on its prey.

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I Am a slave

[Author’s Note: this is a letter I was tasked to write to a vanilla stranger, almost like a message in a bottle]

I am a slave.  

I hope that you will read this letter to the end!  What I have to say is relevant!  People think of slavery and immediately imagine the days of plantations and the abduction of people from their homelands.  They remember the Underground Railroad, beatings, Abraham Lincoln and emancipation.  And yet, they don’t realize slavery exists even now.  

Some are sex slaves, enslaved by force, women and even children. Abducted, abused, bought and sold.  Even right here in this country.  If you aren’t sure about this, research it!  There are plenty of foundations that are fighting it even now.  

But I am not one of those slaves.  

People are slaves to their jobs, their families, their electronic devices, their debts…  

But I am not that kind of slave either.

Then what, you ask?  Let me tell you!  Because my story, unlike the others, is beautiful.  Once, I was enslaved to a poor self-image (I am still fighting that one a bit), no sense of self, disorder, confusion, a lack of purpose, a lack of vision.  I was enslaved by loneliness, abandonment, distrust.  And I tell you, none of these things are good things to be enslaved by.  They breed unhappiness, deep sorrow, additional enslavements…  

Then one day, through a series of traumatic events, I began writing as a form of self-preservation.  My emotions had become so chaotic, so extreme, I had to do something for fear of being consumed by them. So I wrote.  And wrote. And wrote.  Oddly, though I’d never written a single poem in my adult life, everything I wrote came out in prose.  It fed my soul while simultaneously allowing the release of the pent-up emotion.  

Along with this writing journey, I began, at the encouragement of some close friends, to research certain questions I had about myself.  My research led me to a website chock full of information and people, then to a kik group.  Within the confines of that group, I learned a lot about myself. I confirmed suspicions I’d long held, suspicions I wasn’t previously ready to understand.  

First, I realized something critical. I am submissive.  That is NOT a bad thing. It doesn’t mean I stand around letting people walk all over me.  No, in fact, my submission comes from a place of strength.  Often I have to choose to submit, even when I would rather not.  Now, that DEFINITELY takes strength (especially for someone as stubborn as I).  Second, I began to understand what submission really means. It doesn’t mean submitting to everyone around you!  No, not at all!  It’s a gift that I give to the one person who earns my trust.  I choose to give it. I can choose to revoke it.

Are you wondering what all this has to do with slavery?  

Here’s the tie in…  I am a VOLUNTARY slave to my Master.  I choose to be His slave.  I choose to submit to Him, for Him to make choices for me, the choices that are the best thing for me.  I define “submission” like this: “the privilege of serving my Master through the giving wholly of myself, mind, body and emotional well-being, trusting Him to know and do what is best for me, whether or not I can foresee the outcome.”  And you know what?  That’s EXACTLY what He does! He knows me so well that He can do just that!  I trust Him.  And He trusts me!  

So, I am a slave. A happy slave!  

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How to treat a good man

He should be treasured. He should be held in the highest esteem and respect.

Give him attention. Listen to him when he speaks. Listen just as closely when he is silent.

Ask him what he needs from you. What you can do for him.

Give him your time, your presence, your courtesy.

If he has never given any reason for you to doubt him, then don’t LOOK for things to doubt.

Be his pleasure. Don’t try to cause him pain.

Don’t test him, to see if he is “just like all the others”. Had an ex that hurt you? Yeah, we all have. He probably has too. Don’t treat him like its the fault of all men.

Treat him like a king.

Put effort into him.

Show him you’re worthy of how he treats you.

Give him a damned break.

Be at His side.

Give him reason to smile. To laugh. To feel good.

Take care of him.

If he’s a good man, and you want to be with him, be a good woman.

[sweetlysubmissiveshygirl]

🖤

[callmeithaca]

“Are you sure you’re dominant?”

Had that asked once. 

It was a sub. I wasn’t actively telling them what to do/automatically making the first move, and they just… asked it. “You sure you’re dominant?” It took me aback. 

Yes, I am dominant. 

But I’m also shy, and full of doubt. How do I know the other person really wants this? What if they want to back out? How can I order someone around - I don’t even really want to just tell someone to “sit down, shut up, and jerk off,” you know? That’s not my style. That’s not me. 

I am vulnerable. I need the sub to make themself more appealing than retreating into my shyness is. I need to be tempted into dominance. I need to have the sub want me enough that I can’t doubt it. I need them to know I don’t want a sub who remains silent - I want active participation, I want them talking and talking and talking. I want a partner, a friend, before I want a sub. 

Yes, I’m sure I’m dominant. But I’m not sure I’m the dominant for you. 

[miss-allie-cat]

👏👏 this is me

[masterr29-deactivated20200229]

More Dominents should read this i think

[callmeithaca]

I’m going to disagree on this. I aimed this at submissives. I’m glad doms can relate, but I’m tired of the viewpoint that subs can/should/are supposed to lay back and let the dom do all the work. That’s not how I operate. It’s not sexy to me. I thrive off of back-and-forth communication of fantasies turned into actual practice, not “this is what we’re going to do because I said so.”

[gentleboop]

Yeah, I totally saw this as communication with subs, to be honest. And I totally agree with the viewpoint that dominants shouldn’t be doing everything. Like, as a sub, thinking about a partner? Let me pleasure you, allow me to initiate! Let me kiss you softly and sweetly, let me show you enough passion that it coaxes out the domme inside you, making you want until you -take-. That’s fucking hot!

[dommestic]

I feel at my most dominant when he is at his most submissive.  In the end, we feed off each other’s energy.  You really need both parts to have a mind-blowing experience.  It’s very yin and yang. 

Granted, it makes it hard sometimes to START the proceedings, because it’s a chicken and the egg situation.  Do I need to be dominant first?  Does he need to be submissive?  It usually begins a little awkwardly until we get the ball rolling!

[soundshypnotic]

Absolutely this. It is power exchange, and the people who are the most attractive are the ones who give me something to work with. Who actively offer themselves–not demand or do with now an expectation. Offer.

I have a sub who actively practices what he calls subduction. Trying to develop the skills to coyly seduce dominance out of me. Worse comes to worse, I just appreciate my pretty object and he feels actively submissive in making himself mindful on being pleasing to me.

Be active in your submission friends.

[spoiled-lil-kitten]

Thank you for owning me. Thank you for using me. Thank you for taking charge of hard decisions. Thank you for encouraging me. Thank you for giving me pain. Thank you for making me laugh. Thank you for all the orgasms. Thank you for guiding me to success. Thank you for training me. Thank you for protecting me. Thank you for pushing me. Thank you for holding me when I cry. Thank you for making me cry. Thank you for snuggling me. Thank you for our adventures. Thank you for your Dominance. @1-sadistic-lover

[adara80]

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[ramme24]

No, thank you @adara80