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The kneeling figurine
D/s is a whole new world to me that only just opened up a few months a go. That is, really opened up. But as most of you will recognize from yourself, D/s has always been in me, as a latent need waiting for something (or someONE) to ignite it fully. Now that I know what I am, I can sit and look back at all the signs there has been:
– being adventurous in the bedroom, having to explain to guys that I’m not a delicate little flower that will break from getting tossed around or given orders (and getting bored with vanilla guys)
– preferring to date guys with a bit more attitude (and as an adult realizing that attitude does not mean a man is confident, but the sweet guys just never disagreed with me or put me in my place)
– loving the movie “9½ weeks” and wanting exactly that, except for the ending, off courseThe other day I walked past one of my shelves, looking up at a figurine I have. I look at it often. I bought it years back in a small home decor shop. It’s not often I venture in to these type of shops, as things have a way of being lovely and overpriced. One day I did, and there were two figurines that caught my eye. But I left without buying any of them.
Over the following days, I couldn’t get the figurines out of my head, and I decided that for once I should buy something nice just for my s(h)elf, but that I had to limit myself to one. I went back to the shop, and I was somehow more drawn to one of the figurines than the other. I thought it contained so much love, and I hoped that if I bought it, it would remind me of what I was looking for in life, and help me get what I wanted.Looking at the figurine the other day, it was the first time it made me chuckle. Because I noticed her position. Kneeling, with her feet under her bum, just as Sir likes it. She’s presenting herself to Him, and He accepts and loves her back. With all the talk on here about the importance of kneeling these past days, I just wanted to share this little story about how I now have something to remind me of my submission in plain sight, on my shelf, to look at every day, and how liberating it is to finally be home. As a new favourite quote of mine says:
Growth is painful. Change is painful. But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong. (Mandy Hale)
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