Spiritual Submission

She enters the room in silence. As I sit quietly in my chair, she begins to undress as previously instructed. I watch her carefully fold her clothes as she removes them, placing each item on top of the last to form a neat pile. I press play on the remote and the music begins. As she kneels before me, arms reaching out with one hand placed on top of the other facing up. It's the pose I taught her many years ago, it represents her offering her gift of submission to me. With her head bowed, she holds that position until the music stops. I rarely speak, unless it's to tell her how beautiful she looks.

It's not a time to talk, it's a time to connect on a deeper level. A spiritual level. As I gently stroke her hair, we both feel the intense bond we have, a bond built on love, trust, and honest communication.

Here is that music we shared during our daily ritual . . .



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