I have read what others have written about sex and submission. Mainly written by men. Saying that the man penetrating the woman is the very act of dominance. My mind immediately goes into the "what if" mode of denial. But is it true or isn't it?
Last night we had my sister in laws wonderful tuna salad. I had never had it made that way and it was absolutely divine, until the allergic reaction started. Swollen throat, asthma attack and hives. I was miserable. Albuterol, Benadryl, zertec and an emergency trip to the pharmacy for zantac. (yes I spelled that right, zantac is a tummy medicine but it is also an antihistamine)
It took a while for my body to settle down with all these drugs swimming around my system. I decided to turn in early. I was miserable. When Dragon came to bed I had an idea. We made love when he first got back from work and planned to continue our activities latter. Well it was latter and I needed a distraction from the itching. I handed Dragon the hand of ginger with a smile on my face. Lets just say that he was happy to provide as much of a distraction as I would allow.
An @$$ on fire with ginger will totally make you forget about hives. Trust me. It was a different kind of misery and a very welcome distraction. In the aftermath of our love making, wrapped around each other, Dragon said I need to get that frisky more often! And I started thinking.
The thinking continued this morning with more benadryl. I still feel rotten from all that histamine that made me so sick last night but I feel something else too. I am very much in a submissive head space. How in the world did that happen? He did spank me yesterday. The lite fun kind. My bottom was still sore from the last one so it was only a few well placed swats. Not enough to soften even an already tender heart.
What did it? What put me into that lovely submissive head space I do so enjoy?
There is only one other option. Sex. And yes. Now I understand. Sex is very much an act of dominance on the male side of things. "I see" said the blind submissive wife! He is invading my body forcefully and repeatedly. There is more to that sex smile of his than I thought. It builds him up and tears down my walls. It leaves me feeling sated and vulnerable. Dragon left the house with an arrogant strut to his walk. With all the stress we have had lately it was very nice to see.
I think I want another hand of ginger for a repeat performance! The ginger burns. It lights my @$ on fire but to see Dragon walk tall, I'll take the ginger every day of the week! And what happens after ginger? I did mention that it is an aphrodisiac didn't I? Always sex in one form or another.
For those who do not know how about figging here is a helpful link. Enjoy!