Subjugation

Losing oneself to ownership holds a special, spiritual arousal for me. It speaks to some part of me that craves to be taken and used completely. Giving up choice, having someone command even the smallest things, has a profound arousing impact. I get more turned on by the idea of someone having that kind of control than all the edging in the world. And if I happen to be in fishnets at the same time, all the better.

If I close my eyes while wearing appropriate attire, and think of giving up that control, I get a full body chill. I'm touched, and if I allow myself, I can have an insane climax. But mostly, it's the idea that I have no idea what I might be asked--and the notion there's no choice but to obey pushes me over the edge. I can be in a constant state of arousal, with limited inhibitions, in such a state. My superior would have a tremendous amount of influence.

Over all the smallest of things...and the big ones too. And if they were thrilled at the prospect, all the better. I'd fulfill my purpose.