As I kneel

[His_pet_slut]

It has been an odd winter and early spring. M~ and I have not been able to spend much time together. Life gets funny that way sometimes.

Later today I will go to him. I will enter his home, shed my clothes and the woman that owns a business, runs a small non-profit and is altogether in control, day in and day out will be shed along with them.

I shall kneel, because it is my choice to kneel before him. He owns all of me and as I kneel I think of this ownership. My heart races initially and then it slows as a sense of peace I rarely find steals over me. Fleetingly I will wonder what limits he will push today. Will the pain be physical or much deeper than mere floggings? The pain of relinquishing control of not just my body, but my mind...and my very being. The frisson of danger that makes you tingle at the thought of harsh, violent sex. The little voice that says "maybe today we'll fly"

And overriding all...the desire to please him. To bring him pleasure in whatever manner he may choose. An eagerness to touch and taste. To hear him make those little sounds of pleasure.

Yes, the sweet anticipation of kneeling before my Master. My submission there for him to see.

What are your thoughts when you kneel? Or if you are a PYL, what do you think as you gaze upon your submissive kneeling before you?

 

[Ohiorob]

Beautifully written.

Only the fortunate enjoy such intimate freedom.

 

[Edith_UK]

Beautifully written.

Only the fortunate enjoy such intimate freedom.

It is innit, I love her posts, really thoughtful and lyrical.

 

[SpiritRider]

What do I feel as she kneels?

Pride

Not only because she belongs to me completely, but also because as people tried to tear us apart we became even closer and exposed them for what they really were.

 

[Jack199]

As she kneels before me I feel that she trusts me

 

[Tryharder62]

I feel at peace. I feel aroused at the prospect of greeting and serving my dom. Of bringing him pleasure. I feel in my life I am finally where I need and want to be.

I wish I could have that feeling of freedom to be myself in real life. To feel my masters hands on me. To touch him. But for now I dream.

 

[cfuhrer]

I feel utterly lost and completely found.
I feel as though I have the deepest roots and the widest wings
I feel strong and yet... not strong. Not weak mind you. But something akin to it. Strong and yet not the need to be strong, because he is strong for me.
Supported and sheltered and yet allowed to fly where I will.

When I kneel before him, I feel the foundation of everything that we have been and the endless possibilities for all that we will be.

 

[His_pet_slut]

Thank you, beautiful people, for sharing these precious thoughts with me. They make me smile.

 

[LMs_ds]

When I kneel before my Master

I feel me.

 

[Jenneva]

Did you know that Katharine Hepburn always knelt at the feet of Spencer Tracy? And she was clearly one of the most "dominant" aggressive female actresses of her time.

To me, it's a gift to him.

Look at all that I am and what I'm willing to give to you.

Trust is everything.

 

[knot_sweet]

It's rare that M asks me to kneel.

Very rare indeed.

But when I do;

First there's nothing...

No thought.

No feeling.

No anything.

Just a perfect suspended moment.

Then the entire weight of the look in His eyes crashes into me and I fall and break surface at the same time.

Like coming up from under a huge rolling dumper wave.

 

[sdnt]

When I kneel and he looks down at me, I can feel myself whimper. I prowl, I crawl and I climb into my Master's lap online. But I always sit back on my heels, right in front of him, and wait for his hands to find me. My first real life experience, the first time I knelt in the bed, I was blindfolded, naked and faced towards him. He asked me "how many fingers am I holding up?" It was a feeling of vulnerability.

 

[LadyDusk]

It’s all about the spirit that lies behind the eyes and under the voice.

I drink in how their eyes peer into me, how their voice trails down my spine. Primitive instincts respond--judging their spirit to be a lesser being or daring to hope therein lies something far more interesting. Can their eyes quell me? Can their voice command me? Only if they can match my will do they have the might to save me, even from myself. Ultimately, is this a spirit with enough power to subdue me, thus proving enough strength to catch me when I fall? That is the silent, aching question. If the answer is "yes," then everything else, from body type to gender, is superfluous.

All desire kneels at the feet of such a spirit.

 

[MasterMiyagi]

Do you do private chat, like MSN, Yahoo or Skype?

If you, please give me your chat ID and I will add you.

I want to use and abuse you and explore all options to do so, I am very very kinky......

Master T

 

[His_pet_slut]

Do you do private chat, like MSN, Yahoo or Skype?

If you, please give me your chat ID and I will add you.

I want to use and abuse you and explore all options to do so, I am very very kinky......

Master T

If you are speaking to me, please read my signature line. You apparently missed the parts about 1) I have a Master 2) I do not submit to just anybody that wants to IM 3) and I have a low tolerance level for those that don't pay attention. Oh, wait...3 wasn't in there, but I think it is pretty apparent if you have read any of my posts...

 

[submissive_fire]

Do you do private chat, like MSN, Yahoo or Skype?

If you, please give me your chat ID and I will add you.

I want to use and abuse you and explore all options to do so, I am very very kinky......

Master T

Dumbass

To the original post....

I feel excited, shy, soft, complete, full of anticipation, loved, protected and vulnerable.

 

[Edith_UK]

Love this thread. God I'd love to feel that I could kneel in front of a man.

 

[KlaytonFrost]

Wonderful thread. It's lovely to see things from the other perspective sometimes, especially when it is expressed in such lyrical terms.

 

[His_pet_slut]

Love this thread. God I'd love to feel that I could kneel in front of a man.

Ten years ago if someone had suggested I would willing kneel and surrender all control to another in this manner, I would have laughed and asked what sort of drugs they were taking. It has been a rather evolutionary process for me to come to what is actually something very natural for me. I had learned so thoroughly to repress it that I never realized it was there.

Life is a journey, my friend. May you find what you seek and perhaps a few things you didn't know you were seeking along the way.