The steam coming off O/our bodies covered the glass with a thick layer of condensation. my fingertips squeaked through the dampness covering the glass doors as i struggled to hold on to anything tangible as You filled me so completely and thoroughly. As i gasped to catch my breath, a single thought pierced my brain…
Can you imagine how hot it would get in here once W/we actually got around to turning the water on?
(via thatsubmissivegirl)
Two short words…
In some instances, they are frowned upon.
Yet in others, they are revered and wished for.History has not been kind to these words… and for good reason. Their meanings held a dark connotation during a very ugly space in time, when some thought that the colour of a person’s skin meant that they were to be held in less regard than others. That they were only fit to labour or serve without pay or humanity or kindness. Masters were superior, and slaves were only labour and a commodity that could easily be broken, sold, or destroyed, and replaced.
But today… in another world, or mind-space… these words hold a very vast and different meaning.
A Master is a teacher, a protector, a mentor, a lover, a friend. He is to be obeyed, revered, cherished, and loved. His words are to be honoured as are His wishes. He is the be all and end all to the one that He chooses to serve Him as His slave. A slave in this sense is not bought, but serves willingly and without reservation or question. A slave submits to her Master completely… giving all that she has to give… mind, body, and soul… in the service to her Master. And she does so with a willing and open heart. And in doing so, the slave is cherished, protected, and valued. she is nurtured and respected, and her Master should be honoured by the gift of her service. she takes pride in pleasing her Master fully and to the best of her ability and is thrilled when she makes her Master proud.
Master and slave…
They may be two short words.
They may have a dark history.But for some, they simply mean one thing…
Forever.
(Source: angelenslavedincage, via thatsubmissivegirl)
Oh gods… I wantthissobad. <3
I have blogged this picture before but I just love this bed! I want one just like it although I would make one change. There would be two cages under the bed. A small one and a large one. The small one would be more for punishment and the large one would be for general cage time.
My perfect place, for those times when I am not by Your side in bed.
I love this so much! So cute and perfect.
(Source: theboyrook)
“There are times she is kneeling out of obedience, reverence, and respect.
Those are the times it is okay to stand above her.
But when she is kneeling because the weight of the world is just to heavy to bear…
THAT is when You should be kneeling beside her.
A real Master will know the difference.”
When I submit, I do it from a place of strength. I decide whether my partner is worthy of such a powerful and intimate gift, and I do not give my submission to anyone who does not both understand and appreciate the depths of what I am giving up for them. I value myself highly, and so I submit to people who realize that doing so does not make me less. I accept I am an intelligent, competent, submissive feminist – who sometimes finds her power by choosing to let it go.
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Feminist Sex Submissive? How I Reconcile My Politics With My Sex Life | Sex & Relationships | AlterNet (via a-blog-called-everything)
This. Just… This. :)
(via thatsubmissivegirl)
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
