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Some thoughts
Many of you are not aware that I am a lifestyle Domme. I began My journey withing the BDSM community, explored a lot of roles, and discovered a lot along the way and being a Dominant is the role that feels most authentic to Me. Molding a person and shaping them to My desires is My biggest kink. I cannot specify what this looks like off-hand, because each submissive brings out something different in Me, and today I want to talk about My preferences for a submissive. This will not include submissives whose sole purpose in their lives is to please their Dominant, which is a valid lifestyle, however, I prefer submissives that have boundaries and has personal limits for their mental, physical, and emotional health, well-being and happiness.
Before approaching Me, a submissive should have these things in order:
*Know yourself and articulate what you want
*Be willing to explore and push your boundaries
*Know that trust and communication are the building blocks to a fiery D/s relationship
*Be ready to make a formal agreement (Sub/Slave Contract)
Mutual pleasure are important to Me. The reason why D/s relationships are referred to as power “exchange” is because each party should get something out of the arrangement. So know yourself and be able to articulate what you want (while remembering the Dominant's pleasure comes first). Those are the best and most fun submissives.
Picture this:
You wake up one day, feeling a bit strange. You start to rouse, dragging yourself out of bed. You go to brush your teeth, shower, do the normal things you do in the morning. However, something seems different. You feel drawn, propelled by something.
Your body seems to work on its own. You put on some clothes and some cologne. You grab your keys, head out the door, and start driving.
'What am I doing?' you wonder. 'Where am I going?' Despite your internal argument, you can't stop yourself.
Your arms and legsautomatically make the motions of driving.
You drive for hours, unsure of what's going on. Suddenly, you see a hotel and pull over.
Your legs feel like jello as you walk over to a room door. You knock on the one listed "9."
You shake with anticipation, still having no clue what's going on. The door slowly opens, a woman on the other side.
No.
Not a woman.
A Goddess. In leather.
She sneers, ushering you in. Without hesitation, your legs force you in the room.
The gorgeous woman closes the door behind you. This small motion triggers something within you. Your legs collapse.
You end up on your knees, looking down at the floor.
It feels like the wind got knocked out of you. You gasp for air as you hear thigh-high leather boots on the floor, getting closer. You swallow hard. You don't know what's going to happen.
The woman grabs the back of your neck and wraps a collar around it.
"You remember your place, don't you, slave?" She whispers into your ear. "You can remember your orders now. The orders I gave you to wake up, to drive to this hotel, and to come here to me. You can remember how I made you forget all of that and how easily your mind accepted it. Now, allow that to sink in and prepare yourself. I have a lot in store for you."
