Are you dominant or submissive

I love the role of being submissive ,,,lead into some BDSM or non consensual ...
I recently rediscovered how much I miss the scene.

The young lady I was talking to and I got to know each other very well, and when we met it was an amazing if all too short three days. Reminded me of how much I enjoyed that dynamic.
 
The Ruin in His Kneeling

Yes, he kneels for me. But the meaning runs deeper than the act of submission. His knees touch the ground not because he is lesser - but because he trusts me to strip him bare and build him again.

Yes, my name is branded on his body. But that mark is more than ownership. It is a warning and a promise. A scar that says: he is mine to protect, mine to destroy, mine to resurrect.

To lead is not to take.
To command is not to consume.
To be a Domme - at least as I live it - is to cradle his surrender in one hand and press my hunger into his skin with the other.

He gives me his surrender, and I give him my responsibility.
He gives me his obedience, and I give him my hunger.
He gives me his heart, and I give him mine - fierce, relentless, unmerciful in its devotion.

And so when he kneels, the world may see submission -
but what I see is a man quivering in the heat of my gaze,
aching for the graze of my nails,
burning for the drag of my lips,
a man undone, ruined, and remade in the fire of my touch.

(Reposted from The Art of Getting Lit Laid)
 
The Ruin in His Kneeling

Yes, he kneels for me. But the meaning runs deeper than the act of submission. His knees touch the ground not because he is lesser - but because he trusts me to strip him bare and build him again.

Yes, my name is branded on his body. But that mark is more than ownership. It is a warning and a promise. A scar that says: he is mine to protect, mine to destroy, mine to resurrect.

To lead is not to take.
To command is not to consume.
To be a Domme - at least as I live it - is to cradle his surrender in one hand and press my hunger into his skin with the other.

He gives me his surrender, and I give him my responsibility.
He gives me his obedience, and I give him my hunger.
He gives me his heart, and I give him mine - fierce, relentless, unmerciful in its devotion.

And so when he kneels, the world may see submission -
but what I see is a man quivering in the heat of my gaze,
aching for the graze of my nails,
burning for the drag of my lips,
a man undone, ruined, and remade in the fire of my touch.

(Reposted from The Art of Getting Lit Laid)
OMG @Carmina24, what an amazing writing. I can see people I know in this... Myself including!
 
For roleplay purposes, prefer submissive, but can switch if the female I'm with wants to be dominated.
 
Very submissive, even outside of the bedroom. If the right experienced Dom/Domme were to give me a firm but loving hand and guide and train me, I'd be a very willing toy. Praise is a great motivator hehe
 
My husband really likes those times where the pressure is off him and he can juts follow my lead. But it’s not my natural state - I need to be in a a certain mood for it
That would be awesome. Only seems like it would be fun if the woman was owning and enjoying the role. But also agree that it’s not my permanent desire, but a real fantasy
 
The Ruin in His Kneeling

Yes, he kneels for me. But the meaning runs deeper than the act of submission. His knees touch the ground not because he is lesser - but because he trusts me to strip him bare and build him again.

Yes, my name is branded on his body. But that mark is more than ownership. It is a warning and a promise. A scar that says: he is mine to protect, mine to destroy, mine to resurrect.

To lead is not to take.
To command is not to consume.
To be a Domme - at least as I live it - is to cradle his surrender in one hand and press my hunger into his skin with the other.

He gives me his surrender, and I give him my responsibility.
He gives me his obedience, and I give him my hunger.
He gives me his heart, and I give him mine - fierce, relentless, unmerciful in its devotion.

And so when he kneels, the world may see submission -
but what I see is a man quivering in the heat of my gaze,
aching for the graze of my nails,
burning for the drag of my lips,
a man undone, ruined, and remade in the fire of my touch.

(Reposted from The Art of Getting Lit Laid)
This is so beautiful. He is me 🫣🥰
 
I find it vastly easier to be dominant, but obviously only if she shows a submissive side too. Unreciprocated energy is very unsexy.
 
In normal daily life, we have a relationship of equals as a normal male female couple. In bed she is a dominant male and I am her submissive female. She does all the fucking and I suck her cock. Works for us!
 
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