My Desires

I desire complete devotion, servitude, surrender.

And yet-

What is devotion when your devotion is just a bid to feel securely attached?

What is service when you are led by your people-pleasing tendencies without limits?

What is surrender when you have no sense of your individuality, your individual boundaries?

Get lost in My Lair, but don’t lose yourself on your way out.

Because of My desires, My submissives learn and strive to be whole, to be a complete version of themselves, so that when they give their all to Me,

they truly are

giving

Everything.

Because that is when I find submission to be the most meaningful.

When you are given the utmost freedom (that you’ve always had), when every choice is totally and completely yours,

and you choose

to surrender

to Me.

That surrender can look like many different things—consensual nonconsent, pain, gentle domination, or perhaps total power exchange—but regardless,

you chose it.

It’s funny, the paradox. In your most powerless state, you are also the most empowered.

We live our lives in a constant state of powerlessness.

We didn’t choose to be born.

We didn’t choose to live in this capitalist society.

We didn’t choose our trauma.

…

There comes a moment in time,

when you finally decide that you consent.

You consent to existing.

You consent to the pain.

You consent to the suffering that goes hand in hand with the bliss.

You consent to being alive.

…

Nothing changed,

And yet everything changed.

What does it mean to surrender to life, to Me, to the Universe?

Shall W/we find out together?

P.s. My kinky interests are vast, ever expanding, and evolving.

Write Me.