Kaliko
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This is something I posted (under the name Delphinus) in response to a thread awhile back about feeling owned, but it applies here too, I think. It certainly lifted my mood. :) There was one time when we were having an argument of sorts. The air was very heavy between us. We were both miserable and the gray cloud just wasn't lifting. Then he told me to go in the bedroom. I didn't want to - I wanted to resist on every level - I was even angry with him, as I thought it was very much not the time for anything sexual. I thought we needed to talk it out on a one-on-one, save our loving relationship kind of way. I grudged, and I was angry, and I was kind of thinking "how dare he?" Of course, I did it. And we went in the bedroom and he made love to me and it was the deepest lovemaking experience I've ever had - no bondage or spanking or humiliation or general kinkiness that I love so much. Just him and me, having the most intense and (dare I say?) vanilla-like sex we've ever had. I think I felt so owned because at that time, there was no "BDSM", no CollarMe, no symbols, no limits, no implements...it was just a man taking his woman...a man making the decision to change the situation how he saw fit. There wasn't a bit of kink about it, yet it was a pivotal moment in our D/s relationship.
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