“Women with little or no experience and sometimes even those with experience fail to understand the submissive male’s need to serve. It's not a desire, a kink or a game, it's a need.
By feeling guilty of asking too much of them; by not desiring to push them too hard, and perhaps making them uncomfortable, women cheat them out of the service they crave to perform, and confine our femdom relationships to something less than what they could be.Our men want to give us so much and serve us in ways we can only dream of. In return they want us to be confident enough to demand it, expect it and then accept it freely and without guilt.”
Friday, February 6, 2015
It was sometime during the end of November when this flurry happened. At first I didn’t notice it but when a pattern started to develop I took a moment to jot down her words. Here’s what I wrote:
"You will never, ever, do that!" (I had indicated that I was going to blow my nose by closing one nostril with a finger and exhaling forcefully through the other. Yea, I’m a guy!)
"Pick that up."
"Fix this. I can’t figure it out."
"Go on, (she shooed me with a brush of her hand), I’ll be out in a minute."
"Roll over." (We were in bed and she wanted to snuggle mostly on me rather than next to me)
"Let’s go." (Indicating it was time to leave. She walked out and I hurriedly followed.)
“We should leave by 3:30,” I said. “No, we will leave by 3:20” she replied flatly.
Sometime later in the day I commented how much I had (and was) enjoying her directness. She barely acknowledged my comment but I knew she heard me. She always hears me.
There is something about this tone of speach that fills a part of me that I can’t explain. One might interpret she is being a bitch by the arrogance of her remarks – acting as if she is entitled. On another level one might think she’s having a bad day and not in the mood for anything but being bossy. Neither is true. She’s simply being Mistress Katie and my interpretation of her statements and directives is that she is expressing her confidence and ownership of me by the bluntness of her statements. She knows I am hers and those statements reveal the freedom she has to just tell me the way it is. Those words, those comments fill my soul like not much else can. I love it! I wish she was this way more often, yet I know it needs to come from within. As time marches on, little by little it is becoming more common. It’s been a slow, painfully slow process, but she is changing. I ache for the day when she calls me out from the middle of a shower to go fetch something for her or tell me this food is not prepared right and to do it over properly. Oh, I can only dream.
Today I read a wonderful post by Kathy. I believe it was titled ‘Thoughts on a Monday’ and it was written on 12/15 if you care to read it. I hadn’t gotten a chance to read the blogs until that Thursday but noticed a comment posted by a ‘Sandra’. She stated the following:
Wow. What profound words. What a loving comment. I envy her husband. Her comment made me hard. It aroused me. I could feel the congestion building in the cage I was wearing. It spoke to me because what she said is this: submissive men like me and so many others have emotional needs that are somehow met when a women expresses dominance and in some respects becomes a bitch – but does so with the purpose of meeting the known needs of her husband.
What Sandra is saying (at least from my perspective) is that if a wife knows her husband is submissive, she does him (and her!) a disservice by refusing to express her love by not insisting he do things perfectly or promptly. She robs herself by not correcting him when a task isn't done to her liking or done wrong, or not done at all. She robs them both when she refuses to remind him she owns him; that he is her property and his primary purpose in life is serving her.
That is my dream Katie right there. If Katie was like ‘that’ all the time I’d want her even more. My heart would race more often when we're together. It would be difficult for me not to kneel before her.
I gave her a long hug today and she held me for at least a minute. While we embraced I told her that I have a need to be here – to be held, to be close to her body, to feel her love and affection. I have that need because I view her has my Mistress. I now call her Mistress predominately. I didn’t plan to. It’s just happened; just evolved. It’s how I view her and I view her as that because she periodically expresses dominance - not always - not mostly - but enough. If it happened mostly…. Well I can only wish.
Ladies, I hope you understand the wisdom in Sandra’s words. I hope you grasp the wisdom in Kathy’s words (Femdom 101 blog). Your dominance, your demanding, pushing, stretching, expectant attitude might be the best Christmas gift you could ever give him. I hope you will consider this ‘other’ way of expressing love to the man who wants to serve you and live beneath you.