The true gift of a woman’s sexual submission is of value beyond measure.
It is not about the ill-informed clichés of inconsequential mummy-porn. It is not about the feeble wet dreams of pimply schoolboys. It is not about the vivid imaginings of hungry women in need of better sex. It is not about the testosterone-fuelled wishful fantasies of adult men who will never become mentally fully grown.
It is not another excuse for self-titled dominants to bully, humiliate, disrespect, brutalize or subjugate purely to satisfy their own misogynist needs.
The gift of submission is more than corporeal, greater than physical.
It is the conscious yielding up of sexual free will to serve another. It is given because the ache, the longing, the overwhelming desire to submit is in her soul. It is given because, bestowed upon the right man, she knows she will be excited, enlightened, satisfied and sexually aroused and deeply fulfilled.
In return the Dominant will respect and nurture her. He will give her protection. He will be her guide, mentor, and master. He will provide discipline and strength. He will create a framework in which she can grow, flourish and explore her own sexuality.
He will throw a secure and safe cloak about her shoulders.
He will make her proud and happy – and blessed – that she has given herself to him.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Photo stolen from Ami-S
This has been my most popular post to date. I re-blog it now at a time when I am uncertain about whether this blog is fit for the purpose I intended it. Indeed, whether it serves any real purpose at all.