Someday Sub

true sub ♠️ late thirties ♠️ this is my diary

[somedaysub]

Welcome to my blog ♡

This is a place for expressing my creativity and thoughts, mostly centered around my journey into erotic submission.

As the name tells you I'm a sub who's not currently owned but I hold hope the right Dom will come along and I'll be able to have the rare and intoxicating experience of surrender again.

I don't just have kinks. I don't just want to be a good girl. I want to enter a parallel reality. I want to bow to a King.

About me

Born and living in Europe

INFJ

Virgo Sun, Leo Moon, Sagittarius rising

Love symbolism, religion, mythology, art, poetry, languages, beauty, dance, fashion

Happy to interact with like minded people.

[gentle-sadist2]

Some women are not hard to love. They’re just tired. Tired of explaining what they need in twenty different ways while pretending they need nothing at all.

[traditional-values0803]

The best thing I’ve read ladies about spankings and why we need them:

I believe that Domestic Discipline within a relationship is based on fundamental principles of structure, accountability, consequences. love and obedience. There are many reasons I believe in this type of relationship however the primary reason is that I have traditional values. That in essence means I believe in gender specific roles and male headship within a relationship. I believe in accountability, structure, rules, expectations and goals. I also believe in consequences. As you already know, those consequences are spankings to tears whenever the behavior is unacceptable or for even very small oversights. I also believe in the unrivaled depth of feeling, love, commitment and loyalty to the relationship environment that this type of relationship will yield. I believe that a spanking is much more than a physical impact on your butt. I believe it sets the tone for a females entire psyche. A humbleness of spirit, a gentleness of demeanor and a placement of self in your background. It reenforces your vulnerability and surrender which is a key component to both of partners successes. It also clears our mind. I also believe that tears release the pent up poison that is caused from anxiety, outside pressures, personal failures to meet expectations and the horrors of female rumination. That actually is one of the primary reasons for maintenance spankings. If I had to choose one primary purpose of domestic discipline within our lifestyle, it would be this. I believe spankings for the woman you love and care for is literally love in action. Think about most vanilla relationships. There are arguments, a lack of respect, yelling, abusive and hurtful words often along with a scorecard of who wins with words. The lazy way for a man to handle a woman who is somewhat out of control is to yell, scream, go stomping out of the house, shut down emotionally or either of them resort to the use the silent treatment. With the domestic discipline concept within our lifestyle, the continual effort and attention to detail on the part of the Dom is not only required, it is mandatory for the success of the relationship and the development of the girl. Spanking is not a quick answer. There is scolding then spanking then corner time and eventually there must be total forgiveness once acceptance and accountability have been established. That does not mean that you say I am sorry. Saying you are sorry simply means I wish it had not happened and that may be true, but there is no accountability for that statement. With a Man we must say the words Please forgive me for whatever caused the spanking. That ownership of the misdeed is critical to be able to forgive and restore you to her rightful place with Him. Generally there are no carry over consequences unless what was done was dangerous defiance or repetitive. Then there will be carry over consequences such as grounding or no driving for a period of time or more spankings etc. “

[somedaysub]

I believe Doms are narcissists in the sense that they want to be worshipped, want to shine, be the center and there's nothing wrong with that. As a submissive I want to worship such a man. 

But sometimes narcissism looks just as bad as it sounds. It's not anymore about radiating power and warmth but about consuming yours because he has none. Much like a vampire. 

[somedaysub]

"If they stay, they care". Told to me by someone who didn't.

[somedaysub]

I love things about my country and my roots. I have nostalgia for my culture and my history. However, as a woman, I’ve never felt fiercely tied to it. I never felt that I would defend it at the cost of my life.

​Because somehow, deep down, I always knew I wanted to belong to a man.

​And if that man is not of my own nationality, then his own culture would become my culture.

[patriarchalcorruption]

To Me, this kind of relationship transcends simple sex. Anyone can have sex and not care for the other person. A relationship like this, however, has to be based on trust, devotion and a connection that is stronger and deeper than a simple transactional meeting.

The female must want this.... to be owned, to belong and to serve just as the Man wants this.... to own, belong and guide.

The two play to each other's strengths and weaknesses and, in doing so, make each other stronger while, at the same time weaker in each others' presence

So many see this as simple sex or kink but it is so much more than that.

I do wonder how many of those who frequent this blog see it as I do.

[somedaysub]

I remember wanting to tell him "I would have been more excited about a cheap collar than an expensive ring" but realizing he hadn't intended on offering me even an imaginary one.

Plus, it was already over.

And honestly I don't even think he would have understood.

[somedaysub]

Reading some Carl Jung recently and it struck me how he talks about archetypal possession, how powerful it can feel but also how dangerous for one's sanity.

It instantly took me back to a time I was interacting with a Gorean Dom. He introduced me to the concept of a kajira, and though it felt strange at first I was fascinated.

Because I had hopes for a dynamic with him, I began researching it and slowly warming myself up to the idea of becoming one. One evening I literally felt like I was becoming her, the "perfect slave".

Suddenly, I was radiating an intense magnetism like I’d never felt before. My physical movements became more deliberate, sensual and graceful, as if a different person had taken over my body. It was intoxicating but also scary, as if I might be losing my grip on everyday reality.

Looking back, I'm not even sure how "Gorean" that man actually was. Luckily for me, he showed his true colors soon enough, and the illusion shattered before anything real could happen. But that temporary "transformation" stayed with me as proof of something quite extraordinary.

[somedaysub]

You live in the afterlife of love

Strange little story, ours

I feel like it's just a dream

Me

On the bed

Feeling your arms around me

While I'm lying alone.

Me

On the street

Listening to your voice

Smiling. Or crying.

Reading words that felt like home

Or like a vertigo of passion

Words...

Signs...

And behind them, who knows?

You live in the afterlife of love

In the impossible

The dream.

[somedaysub]

I'm a sub who doesn't enjoy the idea of begging. Yes, I can do it if asked of me but then can it be called begging?

Begging is an act of choice and I prefer my choices taken away.

[ildubbioelaragione]

[diaryofalandmine]

i just wanted to belong to someone completely.

[somedaysub]

Many people talk about the magic of submission but few about what it feels like when the ownership is taken away, sometimes unexpectedly, cruelly, the moment that leaves you clutching at yourself not to fall apart.

[somedaysub]

He met her on lovers' day. You know— The day of roses and cheap teddies And heart-shaped pizzas.

Maybe he meant it this time.

What do I care?

Still.

It broke me.

He gave me no roses—just thorns.

“What are your favourite flowers?” He asked me this once. I thought he actually wanted to know, But it’s just a thing "your novel boyfriend" asks, really.

Oh, it was nothing much to him. It never was, our thing. But him and her? "It's real". He said this to my ear as if I was a ghost.

He forgot that ghosts never die.

[coquettelust]

the intimacy of someone genuinely wanting to know the real you is top tier.