You are never the same after a Dominant man…
They ruin the possibility of anyone else.
Ruin it in the most wonderful sense of course.
I would say that every man who has ever crossed my path..has been Dominant… in some way, shape or form. And I don’t mean in just a sexual way. But in their entire manner. Some not even realizing or even labeling themselves as.
But they were. Clear to the bone. To the blood coursing through them.
Someone once asked me ’ what makes a Dominant?’
And all i could answer was ’ it’s just who he is ‘
And it is just who they are. It’s in everything they touch and how they view and walk the world.
Bed with a Dominant?
Well, you don’t even need the toys to know that they are.
Bed with a Dominant is akin to watching the most intense electric storm brewing on the horizon.
And you see those heavy clouds building..changing colour and deepening..darkening.
And you are helpless, absolutely rendered enraptured.
It’s a mix of thrill..fear…and excitement.
You can’t wait for those electric bolts to start flying and explode.
The storm will overpower you with such ferocity, that your mind will blur with passion.
Your body will ignite with pleasure.
And the storm will slowly abate.
And curled up, in your arms is the ’ He ‘,
who has just ruined it for anyone else.
( reblogging my words from last year)http://beautflstranger.tumblr.com/post/32125882945