New Year. New Explorations.

My heart beat faster as I surrendered to his touch. I released all desire to resist as he put cuffs around my wrists and locked my arms together behind my back. I willingly let him take control over me, the untamable one.

A fresh awareness of body and breath arose as I was liberated from performing. He gently threw me down on the couch face down. His soft, yet firm hands caressed my butt before he spanked me once on each cheek. Is that all you got? The moment it slipped out of me, I both regretted saying such and felt an extreme excitement for what came next. He slapped my right buttcheek so hard it gave off a perfect spanking sound. The arousing pain stripped my mind from thoughts as my body became all sensation. 

I quickly snapped out of it as my perfectionist self came back to hold the reigns of my brain. How was it that this newbie gave off a better spanking sound on my ass than I do on others? Perhaps my booty just give off a good sound? Dammit, just as easy as I lost control, my mind was ready to take it back. I told my first dominant to release me, and that I had enough for the first time. Inside, I craved for more. 

The exhilaration I felt from releasing control infused me with new excitement for life and work. Now, I know what it’s like not to think or plan or hold space. Unaware of what will happen next. Aware only of sensations. Outside the mind, in the field of the body, where pleasure and pain become one.