Sometimes submissive is the exact right word. Whether they see me as a good girl or a brat, or even a little monster, they are just looking in a mirror. Because I am a submissive. I bend to them just as I kneel for them. In my surrender, I adapt to what they ask for… Continue reading Submission
Tag: Power Exchange
Your Strength
Your strength is my strength. Your arms have that power to hold me and hold me up. You give me something special that makes me feel powerful. Bit I know that when you take those arms away and take that strength away. I will still have it to hold inside of me. I won’t let… Continue reading Your Strength
Not Just the Words
Some words are delivered in just the right way.
Claim
I need to be claimed. I want that energy in my life. I am still holding on to hope that it will happen. Holding on to the idea that there is someone out there who wants to do the claiming, and it will be obvious when it comes. They will claim me loudly.
Obedience
“I crave her obedience like oxygen.” — Unknown I need that. I need to be told what to do to make Daddy happy. I need him to crave my obedience. I need him to want that. It would be so easy to say yes if I were just asked the question.
Lisa Gray 