Originally posted on Joseph McNamara:
Submissive, just the word piques my eros into my zone. A place that is grounded in my soul. The longing for desired treasure and sweet surrender. A continual lust-filled thirst, never really quenched, but at times satiated in wonder. Wanton diversions always at the door, urging me to seek and to harness. A continual ache when dormant. And a loss of desire when submission is absent.