Beautiful Surrender

the preciousness of being owned, of being of service, of surrendering to His power. 33 years old sparkling princess. you will find here lots of text posts about bdsm, D/s dynamics, and cheesy loving shit. Enjoy (i follow from my main blog: yaelstiel) 

[alphasubsnow]

Getting Older and BDSM

Well, @billfix and I have birthdays coming up. He’ll be 46 and I will be 48.

The sex is outstanding. The romance is top notch. The laughter is wonderful. The love is just flat out amazing.

Age doesn’t matter. Not really. I mean… I have to kneel on a pillow and list toward my good knee, but… it’s still awesome. We get winded and sometimes need to switch it up while fucking because one position can get uncomfortable after a while… But then again, we take our time and it’s anything but boring. Compared to the “2 minute frenzy and then flatline” lovemaking of my youth, I will take our (hot as fuck) actual hours of fooling around.

Also, it’s important to remember that falling in love feels just as amazing no matter how old you get. Also, one benefit of being older is that older folks tend to know themselves better. If we are lucky, life experience has taught us a lot. Bill and I joked the other day about wishing we had met 25 years ago, but at the same time kinda liking that we made a bunch of mistakes with other folks and not each other. It was funny. It was also true serious. We are human and neither one of us is perfect. We are both way more together now than we were when we were in our 20’s figuring ourselves out and fucking up until we got it right. So, there’s that…

Anyway, getting old sucks because your body starts to be like an old car. But, that’s a lot to do with how you take care of it too. Getting old is awesome because you have perspective and a lot life’s drama is out of the way.

I was way too shy and insecure to have a healthy D/s relationship in my youth. Right now is the perfect time for me. I love right now. Right now, on the edge of 48, I am blissfully satisfied with my kinky life.

So don’t sweat age so much. It’s not as big a problem for BDSM as porn would have you believe. Also, older boobies look amazing in rope. Just saying…

[phoenixwest-deactivated20210113]

[the-quiet-dominant]

☝️☝️☝️

[accidental-muse]

love it!

[lovemysub-deactivated20250527]

I absolutely love this post, @alphasubsnow . My time in BDSM has definitely gotten better and more rewarding as I’ve aged, and I look forward to that continuing. I’m reblogging this in hopes that my anon who asked about older submissives finding a partner sees it. Thank you for taking the time to share this!

-LMS

[functioning-minne-holic]

Would you rather make a girl cum or cry?

I’d rather make a girl mentally, emotionally, and physically comfortable enough in my presence that she knows she can do either, or both.

[onelittlekingdom]

What's your biggest insecurity as a Daddy Dom?

I’m going to go ahead and express something that I see expressed by many Doms here on Tumblr. I worry about not having enough, not being enough, not helping enough, and ultimately failing my little girl in any way. I am pretty secure in myself as a Daddy Dom for the most part, but like many others, I fret over doing the job well. 

JerseyDaddy🌹

[surrender2life]

really touched by your honesty here. thank you for sharing that

[darkartfinds]

[eroswoman]

[lilsunshine-n-whiskey]

💕

[surrender2life]

What’s being His Little One means to me… Inspired by @onelittlekingdom‘s post about “there’s no one way of being Little”  I was looking into what does it mean to me, i guess i am very wide-range of things in my submission.  I can be His good girl, His gorgeous princess, His servant, His obedient submissive, His sex toy, His property(probably more things, and more will come–) and also His Little One.  For me, hearing “my little one” touched something very deep, and melted me. it was before i was exposed to all kinds of Littles here on tumblr, before i connected to all this range, and it touched three different spots in me:  My- that ownership / belonging Little - the only place where i get to be the little one (more about it in a bit) One- on being special. which is touching my core, in wanting to be seen as special (for someone..)  For me, the place of being Little is so precious, it’s not about age, it’s not about going to do childish things or role play dd/lg, those aren’t my attraction to being called His Little One… and as i was browsing here, i started to think - then.. if it’s not age, and not stuffies or roleplay, what it is about? knowing that it does something to me, to hear those words.  and it comes back to this:  I have always looked up upon. I am the eldest sister in a (beautifully) big family, i have my own company and i am self employed since i remember myself, i live abroad, i do things that many of my friends consider brave, big, wow, and they encourage me by appreciating what i do, even my parents often ask me for advice and follow my suggestions.. it can be said that i am the big one, and the dominant, in so many fields in my life. in fact, it almost all of them. i share my knowledge happily, i am often seeing that people enjoy my advices or input atc… all is beautiful. it is encouraging for me and i feel strong.  and then there is one place one, precious, gorgeous place when i am not all of those titles when i am not expected to do wow-things, to lead, to have an idea, to control the situation there is one place when i get to be Someone’s sweet little thing when i get to let go completely of control, and be under someone bigger.  to be under Him, to look up to Him, to follow, to trust and let go.  I get to be looked down at, with caring and loving eyes, and relax into it.  it’s to send a picture and receive “this is enough cuteness for one day” and melt inside.  because i’ve been so many things to so many people, and still am…  but here,  here i am this  cute little thing that tries to fight with her Master and melts into his eyes and arms in a second.. happily.  here i am the one that is being taken care of are you warm and cozy? have you eaten? tell me more about the stress you’re feeling.. here i am being hugged and wrapped and cuddled.  coated under Him, with His power.  here i get to hear Him humming melodies in my ear to make me feel safe.  I even get a kiss on my knee when i fall. here i get to melt His heart by kneeling and looking up at him.  I get to make Him relaxed by sending him a picture of me.  simple. like that.  I am just me, His, following.  stripped off all the titles, the struggles, the control.  and be His Little One. 

[submasca-deactivated20190320]

This is beautiful, thank you for sharing.

[surrender2life]

Thank you :)) 

[scarletsrealmagic]

Squashing Small

Indigo Sighs has written a beautiful post about feeling small, and that wonderful feeling we have when girls like us find someone safe to hold onto us, and let us explore the world with the eyes and heart and mind of a very small bear. I hope you’ll go read it. I hope you’ll read every word, and then maybe read it again, like I did. Come over here and I’ll show you where to find it. Look, here it is. 

I tried to write a comment to her and tell her how I don’t feel small very much anymore, and how very, very much I would like to come and have a cup of tea with her so I could tell her what it feels like being me just now, but the internet wouldn’t work at all, and everything I wrote disappeared, and for a moment all I could see was steam and rage at the stupid, stupid internet and the stupid, stupid iPad.

So I’ll tell you instead, and maybe if you see Indigo, you can tell her for me.

Lately, I am not small. Lately, I feel nothing like a small bear held safe in Roman’s arms, and instead I am a giant, stomping all over the world. I am quite a scary giant these days. I walk in big boots and wear a big cloak and eat live swans and glare at things I used to love, like raccoons and peonies in the rain and small dogs when they are naughty.

I am a giant, just like in the fairy tales. And we all know that giants are in charge of everything because they are so big, and they rule the castle, and if things are going to get done–well, a giant has to do it. 

And giants work very very late at their desks and giants don’t say yes to anything and giants have no time for things like getting their nails done so their pretty nail polish looks dreadful, but giants don’t care about things like being beautiful. They don’t see the world with beautiful eyes. They see the world as something to be conquered. They see the world as a to do list, and at the end of the day, the to do list had better have a lot of check marks on it.

I am tired of being a giant. I need to find my small again. I was hoping to go have tea with Indigo, so she could help me find it. But the internet doesn’t work like that. Instead, my house is so quiet, and my work is piled so high that I have to be a giant to see over the top of it. So instead of finding small, I reach deep inside for BIG, again.

Roman can help me find small, but he is really quite busy. He is off being a giant, too. But here’s the difference.

He likes being a giant. 

And I do not.

[surrender2life]

“I am tired of being a giant. I need to find my small again” this resonates so much for me. so much.  I know i can be a good giant, i can do it, i can hold it, but i do not like it  and i so much shine when i can find my small.  so .  much. 

[lyonesse106-deactivated20190122]

Kneel

I have been struggling lately with expectations vs reality. In the end, after much reflection, I feel that I must have expectations that exceed the possibilities that life allows at this time. A d/s relationship in a house with children is challenging at best and sometimes feels nearly impossible.

After last weekend’s disastrous miscommunication, I found it difficult to get my mind in the proper place. After much meditation, I’ve found a bit of peace and come to the realization that it will just have to be as much as we can manage with life as it is in this moment and I have to accept this level of ritual/protocol until things change to allow for more.

Today, scrolling Facebook, I saw a little wooden sign, with cheerful yellow lettering… it read “When life becomes too much to stand…. Kneel.”

Epiphany. Though it was certainly meant to have a religious message, it spoke to me about our relationship. When life becomes difficult, I need to take solace and comfort in my submission. I can’t let stress put a wall between me and Sir, I have to strive to kneel more, bow a little lower, and allow him to lead like I’ve asked him to do, and with the knowledge that he does so to the best of his ability and with my best interests at heart.

WHEN LIFE BECOMES TOO MUCH TO STAND, KNEEL.

[surrender2life]

This is really beautiful, touching and inspiring. thank you for sharing this peace of yourself. I wish you lots of spaciousness, and solace and comfort from your submission and his dominance <3

[surrender2life]

What’s being His Little One means to me... Inspired by @onelittlekingdom‘s post about “there’s no one way of being Little”  I was looking into what does it mean to me, i guess i am very wide-range of things in my submission.  I can be His good girl, His gorgeous princess, His servant, His obedient submissive, His sex toy, His property(probably more things, and more will come--) and also His Little One.  For me, hearing “my little one” touched something very deep, and melted me. it was before i was exposed to all kinds of Littles here on tumblr, before i connected to all this range, and it touched three different spots in me:  My- that ownership / belonging Little - the only place where i get to be the little one (more about it in a bit) One- on being special. which is touching my core, in wanting to be seen as special (for someone..)  For me, the place of being Little is so precious, it’s not about age, it’s not about going to do childish things or role play dd/lg, those aren’t my attraction to being called His Little One... and as i was browsing here, i started to think - then.. if it’s not age, and not stuffies or roleplay, what it is about? knowing that it does something to me, to hear those words.  and it comes back to this:  I have always looked up upon. I am the eldest sister in a (beautifully) big family, i have my own company and i am self employed since i remember myself, i live abroad, i do things that many of my friends consider brave, big, wow, and they encourage me by appreciating what i do, even my parents often ask me for advice and follow my suggestions.. it can be said that i am the big one, and the dominant, in so many fields in my life. in fact, it almost all of them. i share my knowledge happily, i am often seeing that people enjoy my advices or input atc... all is beautiful. it is encouraging for me and i feel strong.  and then there is one place one, precious, gorgeous place when i am not all of those titles when i am not expected to do wow-things, to lead, to have an idea, to control the situation there is one place when i get to be Someone’s sweet little thing when i get to let go completely of control, and be under someone bigger.  to be under Him, to look up to Him, to follow, to trust and let go.  I get to be looked down at, with caring and loving eyes, and relax into it.  it’s to send a picture and receive “this is enough cuteness for one day” and melt inside.  because i’ve been so many things to so many people, and still am...  but here,  here i am this  cute little thing that tries to fight with her Master and melts into his eyes and arms in a second.. happily.  here i am the one that is being taken care of are you warm and cozy? have you eaten? tell me more about the stress you’re feeling.. here i am being hugged and wrapped and cuddled.  coated under Him, with His power.  here i get to hear Him humming melodies in my ear to make me feel safe.  I even get a kiss on my knee when i fall. here i get to melt His heart by kneeling and looking up at him.  I get to make Him relaxed by sending him a picture of me.  simple. like that.  I am just me, His, following.  stripped off all the titles, the struggles, the control.  and be His Little One. 

[daddydomshouse]

Absolutely true.

[onelittlekingdom]

January 15, 2018

A Daddy Cage

Who needs bars and bonds when I have arms, legs, and a wee baby in need of smooshing? My second scene with Pip was about getting her some much needed time being little, and me getting to revisit playtime with a smol princess. Getting tangled up with @tooprettytolive has quickly become one of my favorite pastimes, and I’m already gunning to do it again. Lots more content to come from this scene. We had a damn fulfilling blast together!

JerseyDaddy🌹 & @tooprettytolive

[himandhersince2014]

A crappy page from the book of Us.

As a submissive, the very worst thing to witness, is your Dominant partner having to deal with so much intense, emotional stress. And you… you feel completely and utterly useless, because there is not a god damned thing in the world you can do to better the situation for Him.

As His submissive, it is just heart breaking on an unfathomable scale.

[surrender2life]

I hear you,  From what i know from my Dominant, is that actually in those moment, having me there - just following and wanting to please, kneeling, is so supporting and relaxing. knowing that in this spot in life- he has his very clear place, like I have mine, is relaxing for both of us. I read few posts about it too, it’s somewhere in my blog, if you want i can look them up for you :) 

[sccwriting]

Who’s the Best?

The D/s stereotype is that the Dominant is smarter, more successful, more powerful, etc. than the submissive.

* Is a successful D/s relationship possible when the sub is apparently smarter and more successful?

* Subs - what makes you trust your Dominant partner? Would you accept guidance from a D who didn’t seem to be smarter than you?

* Dominants - if your sub appears to be more successful, why do they put their trust in you?

“It is one thing to be clever and another to be wise.” George R.R. Martin

* This prompt was a collaboration with @finder-of-things, and was a pleasure, as always.

[surrender2life]

interesting question.  For me it gets down to: what does it mean smarter?  I know there are fields in life (not so many tbh...) i have more experience than my Master (and sometimes i just enjoy showing off until he shows me my place... all very lovely)  and there are many fields in which he has much more experience/knowledge than I do, which makes my appreciation for him grow.. in the end, for me it’s so beautiful to be able to learn from him (and i lean SO MUCH) and makes all the dynamic even more deep, when i look up at him, not only sexually or kinky, i look up at him because it’s who he is. and i just -do.  For me it’s a must, to really REALLY appreciate and look up to a dominant, and that can happen mostly when he has something to teach me, to offer... i also think it’s rare that there is a person who can’t teach me anything. but here it has to be, quite visible... otherwise even the kinky stuff get less meaning for me, when looking up is not i really looking up at Him.. 

[surrender2life]

The Magic of Being Used by Him

When I feel too much Or think too much When I am inside my spiral 

Then

Being your vessel Being yours to use Being yours to take Being used by you Fully 

Is needed So much

When I talk a lot, and needing the silence The one that comes from feeling your power over me. Following your command 

When I am exhausted of expressing myself, All I want is to be receptive         To your touch Your desires Your body Your Dominance. 

I need it To reset my system So you can make me empty Take me And fill me with your power So you can break me into nothing Use me And build me back with your loving hands Even more shinning. 

Then I relax into my space kneeling before you. yours. 

[submissive-seeking]

Sigh …

Beautiful and so true.

[the-beauty-of-submission]

Love this 💋

[surrender2life]

Thank you 😍  Those little comments are so much encouraging. and besides, i find it amazing that those experiences aren’t only mine, and to be able to share them with more people :) 

[surrender2life]

Standing naked in front of my Master, vulnerable and open and completely His.. turning around by command. in that moment-  There is nothing else entering my being but His power. Learning that in these moments, Master sees me as this magical ,sparkly being, adds such a sweet, soft flavor to “turn around, eyes straight forward” knowing that then, when i can’t see  Him, He looks closely, appreciating what’s His, caring and cherishing.  knowing He does that because He wants to appreciate my beauty, my being.  because He wants to see closely, and savor every single spot of me, through my body.  being seen like that, naked, open, vulnerable, without any masks or any sass.  waiting, obeying, owned.  and hearing that in these moment, Master sees sparkles and fairy dust and beauty.   Being accepted and cherished for who i am deep inside, for all that I am.  Being seen as beautiful for everything that is me, by Him.  I feel so grateful and touched, being cherished, loved, appreciated and cared for in that way, by This Master.  I don’t know where Life will take us, i have no clue what will happen tomorrow, but i do know that this,  will stay with me. i know that this experience, will forever live inside my cells.  and I am grateful. 

[daddysbaby13]

Beautiful…… just beautiful

[surrender2life]

Thank you :) it really touches me when other people relate or are touched by my words , and even take the time to express it.  ❤️

[surrender2life]

The Magic of Being Used by Him

When I feel too much Or think too much When I am inside my spiral 

Then

Being your vessel Being yours to use Being yours to take Being used by you Fully 

Is needed So much

When I talk a lot, and needing the silence The one that comes from feeling your power over me. Following your command 

When I am exhausted of expressing myself, All I want is to be receptive         To your touch Your desires Your body Your Dominance. 

I need it To reset my system So you can make me empty Take me And fill me with your power So you can break me into nothing Use me And build me back with your loving hands Even more shinning. 

Then I relax into my space kneeling before you. yours. 

[onelittlekingdom]

My Daddy and I recently broke up and I’m having a hard time dealing with it. I have not been taking care of myself as I should and have also resorted to some self destructive behaviors. Do you have any tips for dealing with something like this?

Good morning to you Miss. 

Sorry it’s taken me a couple of days to attend to your ask. Busy holiday weekends you know… When you’re used to having someone take care of so many of the little details of your life, taking it back and being responsible for it entirely yourself again can be a tough adjustment for our subby folk. 

I can think of three ways you can go about seeing that you keep up with your self care:

1. Release protocol: This is when a dynamic breaks up, but the Dom continues to offer care and structure on a declining basis - giving the sub the tools to care for themselves as they take on more of their own care over time. This is sometimes a hard sell as dynamics often don’t end equitably, which makes release protocol a non option. 

2. Foster care: Find yourself a friendly Dom or even a friendly sub who will help to keep your self care organized and accountable. Dominants aren’t the only ones who can support you at the end of a relationship when you have friends and a community backing you.

3. Self care: This is often very hard for a submissive, and sometimes impossible, but if you sit down and write out what needs to be done, and can give yourself rewards when you keep up, and punishments when you don’t, you can begrudgingly take on both roles of the dynamic until you find someone new to take up the D-type role again. Make your task list at the start of the week, and have fun making a pretty chart for you to sticker as the tasks become complete. 

I hope one of these ideas is a winner for you Anon. Good luck with your self care in the days to come. 

JerseyDaddy🌹

[surrender2life]

Dominants aren’t the only ones who can support you at the end of a relationship when you have friends and a community backing you. that is so important.  Yes, it is beautiful when we have a Dom to keep us in structure and daily rules, it’s a great strategy for this really beautiful need for structure, care, safety and many more.  However, there are other ways to meet those needs, they might not be exciting and fun like they are when there’s a Dom involved , but it is possible and very important.  there are applications to keep track on routine stuff, i find it very supportive, and having a friend encouraging you and having you report to this friend / even someone here on tumblr , that can also be of support, in my opinion.  hugs to you, Anon.