It's like jumping off a cliff but knowing how to swim. Diving head first into the deep but knowing warmth and comfort await you. Feeling your stomach in your throat but knowing you will find safety It's flying free of all restrictions but knowing soon you will be floating in His embrace
Poetry
You Wouldn’t Know
You wouldn't know to look at me that the biggest joy of my existence is submitting to my husband, would you? You wouldn't know to look at me that I have lodged in my bottom a butt plug which I chose for Him to place there. You wouldn't know to look at me that just … Continue reading You Wouldn’t Know
Look at Me
Look at me because nothing is sexier than your eyes. Look at me because I need to see your desire. Look at me because I can read if I've pushed you too far. Look at me because I can read if I need to push you further. Look at me because I need to see … Continue reading Look at Me
Expected obedience
I expect her to obedient. I expect her to show due respect I expect her to show gratitude for the discipline I bestow I expect her readiness to meet my needs. But she gives more than what I expect. She gives me her love unconditionally She gives me her respect unquestioningly She gives me her … Continue reading Expected obedience
Don’t. Just Don’t
Don't. Just Don't. Don't fuck me, demand my obedience, spank my ass like it's the most precious thing in your life Then ignore more for weeks. Don't. Just Don't. Don't make me swear to forego panties, keep my kitten shaved, and threaten grave reprimands if I disobey Then forget to check for obedience. Don't. Just … Continue reading Don’t. Just Don’t
I Give
I give you my mouth, my pussy, my anus So that you may fill these empty holes as you wish. I give you my back, my ass, my thighs so that you may mark these empty canvases as you choose. I give you my breasts, my nipples, my clit so that you may use these … Continue reading I Give
BDSM – A Sonnet-ish
(With apology to Elizabeth Barrett Browning) How do I adore you? Let me count the ways. I adore you from the brith of each morning to the death of each night. You fill the torn moments of pain with love's protective light, kneeling efore me, setting my hear ablaze by your pur devotion. I am … Continue reading BDSM – A Sonnet-ish
Submission isn’t and is
Submission isn't about pain about bondage about discomfort. It isn't losing yourself inside of another. It's about loving totally and fully about respect about trust It's about finding yourself in the eyes of another. It's about giving and demanding and receiving and sharing Submission isn't frightening. It's liberating
Mine
Do not, for one moment, think you have a choice. Well, much of a choice. You have two choices. Accept, or use your safeword/gesture, the one and only word or gesture that I will alwayes respect. Aside from that, you will accept. I need, demand, your total surrender. You will be blindfolded, bound, used, … Continue reading Mine
Decree
You are my Lion, my King, my Lord Not because you have decreed this to be so, but because I have.
Anarie Brady 