The submissive heart longs to be claimed.
Shades of passion and possession dance in her mind,
Yearning to belong completely, to fling herself
into the deep waters of service, obedience, discipline,
and yes, punishment and pain, yes, Sir, please.
Her mind, sternly vanilla, yanks her back,
pulling her away from the unfathomable depths
of submissive offering,
Thinking I’m a fool for trusting you, but
the submissive heart just does not care.
Kneeling at your feet, she smiles.

Beautifully written, Olivia.
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Thank you so much!!
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Yes…the submissive heart longs to be claimed ❤
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Ahhh, good word to describe it. Yes, claimed. Thanks.
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One of my Sir’s favorite words ❤
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Such a sweet and powerful description of the heart of a Sweet Submissive. Love it! 🙂
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Thanks! I’m so glad you like it.
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This is a proclamation that passion goes beyond virginal white and naive courtship. At its core desire is surrendering power. The naked self submits,is consumed. The dominant energy captures, fills, possesses. The submissive trades dignity for fulfillment.
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Oh – that’s true, I think! I am having to sit with the idea of trading dignity for fullfillment, but damn, you might be right. Thanks for commenting, David!
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Thanks. In the rooms of recovery we say things like, “Would you rather be happy or right?” And “Is this the hill you’re willing to die on?”
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Oh, nice! I have heard those sayings… Of course, you know me, sometimes I’d rather be right than happy. However. I guess this is a time to think hard about that. I think there’s a blog post here, if I can use your comments?
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Absolutely! Have at it, Darlin’!
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Thanks!!
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Awesome Olivia, and beautiful. I love it!
Hugs
Roz
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Thank you, Roz!! 💜
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