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Over the weekend I had a good long talk with one of my friends about losing control and how much we both like the feeling of helplessness during sex. I always have to kind of hedge what I tell my friends about my sex life and lifestyle, but with her I would say she has the most insight into the things I’ve gotten into. Much like having this tumblr page, it’s always nice to have some outside reinforcement and support.
As much as I’m sure her at home life and mine are very different, I do think there are a lot of similarities between she and I as well. We talked about how as much as we have to be assertive and proactive at work, coming home and taking the more complimentary role for the men in our lives is such a relief and escape. There’s an odd balance in having to open our mouths and take the lead at work and then opening our mouths and serve at home. I know for me, the persona I have to have at work can be exhausting and stressful, whereas the submissive role at home makes me feel so calm and relaxed.
She and I both agreed that we like being used hard and aggressively and that it makes us admire our men more. I know it’s not for everyone but we discussed the instinctual femininity in submission to them. As much as we were brought up to be strong women and leaders, there’s this undeniable satisfaction and contentment in knowing you just pleased your man.
For my Dom and I recently, there’s been such a renewed focus on the denial and withholding of my orgasms, paired with the rough and aggressive use of my mouth and ass. It’s still so confusing to me why I’m such a willing and enthusiastic participant in it all. Being left flush faced and dripping, so close to the edge and told I still have to wait. Why do I love it so much? Why does it just feel so right and justified?
I think part of the reason is because no one else has ever taken me to this point before. Obviously, with my Dom and I there’s been plenty of build up leading is to this point but even since day one, he just had that X factor. The butterflies in my stomach, that undeniable desire to please him and win his approval. I guess I just felt that he was deserving of it right away, and he’s proven his worthiness ever since then too.
I’m not even sure what the point if today’s post really is lol. I just wanted to check in I guess :) Have a great day everyone!