Powerful Powerlessness

Powerful Powerlessness

1/3/24 & 3/4/24

The power to submit is

Such a titillating thing for me.

Submitting to his will,

His desire, his pleasure

The need of his seed

To spill onto

And inside 

Of me.

Oh, my beating heart

My willing soul

My ache, his thrill 

My thrills and chills as well.

He could crack a whip

Then wrap his wrist

Around my throat.

I’m his to control

Doesn’t even need a remote.

Just his words.

His sexy words from his commanding lips

With his hands on my hips

Hypnotized by the grips of them, alone. 

Waiting eagerly yet patiently

Like a dog…

For his bone. 

The power to submit

Is being rendered speechless

Simply by gazing deeply, intently

Into his intoxicatingly captivating eyes

And knowing that you will gladly

Allow yourself

To give yourself 

Over to him.

Becoming his property. 

Owning me with just a wink 

Of his commanding eye

And demandingly sexy presence. 

Makes me want to give him

Everything

My everything that I have

To offer, display, even convey. 

And most definitely 

Without question 

To be a good girl

And obey. 

Only love could make me do this. 

And not just any kind of romantic love.

The rarest kind there is.

When trust is never in question 

When types of power can be had by us both.

I encourage him to lead

He empowers me to follow

I tell him how much I need his help 

He can be comfortable to take control.

A give and take, both people are willing.

The ultimate partnership.

He can step into his strong-held power

I can ease into my delicate attentiveness. 

I am fierce, flamboyant and feisty  

Within my submission.

He is calm, cool and collected 

Within his dominance.