Floating

Sometimes you don't even know you need to be whipped back into place as it were until you are or maybe that's just me. Today I have a rather sore bum but am more settled. I never cease to find it fascinating that even though pain doesn't play a daily role in our dynamic it has a place that feels necessary for us both. Him I get with him being a sadist and all but since I continue to steadfastly deny all accusations of masochism no matter how much evidence to the contrary gets produced, I don't really understand why I get all out of whack when it goes too long without a nice firm session.

Maybe it's not only about the pain, it's possible that the stark undeniable realization of my willingness of please and the depth of obedience even contrary to what seems to be reasonable measures of self preservation. That's heady stuff in a power dynamic.  Coupled with a blatant show of strength which I experience as both alpha and masculine, sexy as hell, not to mention immensely comforting. Something to ponder while I put away the giant pile of clean laundry that is currently taunting me.