Though I would not consider myself a master Master (nor would I ever as I expect that the learning will never stop) I seem to have gone a long way down the road of being a Dom. Why, then, does that tiny little sub side of me refuse to go away?
My sub days, I thought, were long behind me. As I grew older I expected to become pure Dom. Some days, though, I meet people with whom I could, just about, imagine giving over control to.
To not have to think, to be told what to do, to contribute only my body to the enjoyment of the evening, these are the things I very occasionally miss.