I can’t speak for all submissive women of the world. There are as many types of submissives (male and female) as there are snowflakes. We’re all wired differently. So please know that when I describe a submissive’s love, I really mean me. If you see similarities in yourself, yay!
When I love, I love with my whole being. As a submissive woman, giving myself to you comes naturally. I can’t imagine not being by your side, through good and bad. I can’t imagine not doing as much for you as you will allow.
In my marriage, it never occurred to me that I wasn’t supposed to work really hard every single moment of every single day – working a job that paid the bills, taking care of our home, later the boys. It never occurred to me not to take on his burdens and worries as my own. I have a need to please. I have a need to take care of the man I love. It’s a part of who I am. I make no apologies for it.
I pour every ounce of who I am into a relationship. I want to talk. I want to cuddle. I want to simply be close. In everything I do in a relationship, I wear my heart on my sleeve. My eyes light up when I have pleased you. My heart leaps. I am so happy to have been the cause of your happiness. When my thoughts are not on my personal responsibilities – work, children, family – they are on the one I love. Thoughts of you weave into my every moment, almost as if you run through my veins.
I was a little before I knew it was a possibility. I want to twirl in the sunshine, arms spread wide, head thrown back, laughing because I made you happy. I will giggle in delight. I’ll wiggle and wriggle like a puppy with impatient glee. I will pounce. I will play. I will do silly little girl things simply to make you smile indulgently. I feel victorious because I distracted you, because I caused a smile to play along your serious face.
Oh, but when dark times come, when real life stressors interfere, I become a warrior princess. It’s not as simple as having your back. I will stand guard against the enemy. Do I need to work harder to bring home more money? Do I need to stay up and watch over you as you sleep? Do I need to don armor and go into battle against those who would tear you down, cause you sadness, stress you out, or even think of coming against you? I am fierce in my protection and love. I may be your little, your pet, your babygirl, but I am a lioness when the one I love is threatened. Watch me bare my teeth, unsheath my claws, and fight.
I will kneel at your feet out of love. I am still a new submissive, but I know this about myself – I only kneel for the Dominant I love. I will play and submit up to a point, but only when I love will I kneel, only then will I completely bow to your Dominance. When I love you, I fully submit to you. What dirty, dark deeds turn you on? What do you need from me sexually? Is your inner beast ready to wreak havoc on my frail form? Yes, yes, I want that too. I want it because you want it. I want it because I can only love the man who makes me feel safe, secure and protected. I can only kneel before the man who makes me feel this way.
Can you handle a love like this? When I turn my love on full force in your direction, you will either be overwhelmed by it or you will realize you have been a dying man in the Sahara. I can be your oasis; your safe place from the world. Your place to be fully yourself. As your submissive, I accept who you are completely, totally. I see the beauty in every flaw you have. I love you because of them and in spite of them. You are beautiful to me.
The Dominant men I have known have had their fetishes and desires sneered at by those who were supposed to love them. They have had to overcome many self doubts in order to fully be themselves. fears that the next woman will find their desires disgusting. Are you proposing something that’s within my hard limits? You now have free reign with me because I love you. Have you ever had that amount of freedom before? You do now. That is what my love allows.
I need to please you. I need to make you happy. I need to satisfy your whims. I need to take care of you. I need to love you. That is a submissive’s love. That is my love.