Anal seems dirty, forbidden, taboo even. It also seems like the ultimate limit of submission – at least for me. I have to admit, in the beginning of our relationship I was terrified, as most people are. However, as time went on, and my Man eased me into this new arena with care, compassion, gentleness, and praise, I wanted more than anything to be able to please him by giving him my last private area.
I WANTED to belong to him physically as much as I belong to him soulfully. He was (and still is) the man I have always been meant to be with. I felt the need to prove this to him, even though he assured me that I didn’t need to, by giving my entire body to him.
I WANTED him to be able to use and give pleasure to my mouth, my puss, my anus. I wanted his cum in every orifice. Only then would I feel that I had fully and completely given myself to the man I loved.
Eventually, I was able to give this to him, to offer every millimeter of my body for his use and our joined pleasure. Anal isn’t for everyone, but for me, there was no question. In order for me to be fully submissive to my Man, I simply had to be able to offer him everything.
Now, years later, I never feel more submissive or proud as when I can accept his fingers, his plug, and his cock into my anus whenever he so desires.