Some days my mind and soul are in such turmoil that I need HIM to take control. I need HIM to take control of my mind, body, soul, all of it. I need HIM to decide what if any clothing I am to wear. If I am to be treated like a princess, an equal, or a vessel for HIS pleasure. If I am to be used by HIM or given to another. If I will end the session aching with unfulfilled need because HE has denied my release or begging for release from the constant orgasms HE gives me. Or, if HE will simply strip me and have me stand before HIM, an object to be admired but not touched.
It is the release of control I crave. Only through this release will I find peace.