There is a moment that the astute dominant male recognizes in his woman, that is like a light switch, inside his counterpart.
In this blog, I dissect the D/s experience I have come to know relentlessly. I’ll continue until the words run out, which I know they never will.
But this is about a specific moment that you witness in her. I see it and I value it for what it is. You help bring her there, but it isn’t about you. As the man, you just witness and appreciate the beautiful moment for what it is.
It’s when she releases herself, mentally and emotionally. It’s when her held up walls come down. It’s when, she drops the daily routine and dwells in the moment, delivered by you in the feeling you give her. But it’s her choice. It’s her release. It’s all about her.
This is the single defining difference between having sex with a submissive woman and vanilla sex.
She is mentally and emotionally 100% right there, lost in the feel and release.
It is fucking magical to watch. I could see it in a loop and never tire.
Fuck I love submissive women.