Your Fe@r, My Hands….

[Bi****]

You call it p@in.

I call it surrender.

You come to me trembling, carrying your fe@r like a crown you were never meant to wear. I take it from you without hesitation.

You don’t need to understand me.

You only need to trust me.

I know the moment your resistance falters.
I know when your breath changes.
I know the exact second your eyes stop asking why and start asking what next?

You think p@ain is what quiets you.

No.

I do.

The world becomes silent when you’re under my gaze. The noise disappears. The doubt loosens its grip. And suddenly, all that remains is my voice—and your willingness to follow it.

I am not your escape from reality.

I am the reality you surrender to.

You give me your fe@r.

I give you certainty.

You give me control.

I give you somewhere to finally let go.

And when you look at me afterward, breathless and undone, I want you to remember one thing:

I never needed to break you.

I only needed you to trust me enough to stop holding yourself together.


Beast.

[jw****]

Love that

[lo****]

Trust . Submission. our very foundation...if given fully, the giver of trust receives more than th

[lo****]

Than the self they relinquished. They get the love they never knew existed in this world. A satisfaction and validation that only exists..in the realm of true submission and trust..

[Deleted Member]

Type O Negative vibes? Or maybe Vaginal Jesus

[Ki****]

i love you

[Bi****]

Lol….

[ed****]

This is wonderfully written, very very well done. It says what I could not, in ways that I couldn't find. You should feel extremely proud.

[lo****]

Thank you