D/s is like meditation to me
[Photography by Melvin Moten, Jr. / Erocrush]
The other night I was lying on my tummy, my collar and blindfold on, getting a little spanking when it occurred to me – D/s is like meditation to me. I am focused on the moment. There is no earlier, there is no later… it’s just right now. Nothing else matters in that moment except for the sensations – sensations that I’m incredibly tuned into and focused on, like feeling His breath on my neck.
That’s the attraction to me. To feel completely in tune with my body. I love feeling my heartbeat pulse through my body. I love it that all of my cells are alive and tingling after I have an orgasm, the same way I feel after doing an hour of yoga. I love the shaking in my legs from sheer exhaustion. I even look forward to the cathartic cry that follows intense orgasm for me – not as a result of shame or pain, but the sheer release of stress.
To be completely lost in the moment is my goal. Escape, maybe. Release, certainly. Namaste.
