Service

keepingher:

I’m not sure if people realize just how much service means to a dominant.

It has nothing to do with the utility of what she does. It’s the fact that she’s doing it for me. It has such a captivating effect on me, drawing me forever closer to her. Even now, as I read these words, they are insufficient in describing how I feel, watching her serve me. Watching her, willing to suffer any indignity or pain to bring me happiness and make me proud of her.

Mystical? Magical? Sublime? I’m… at a complete loss for words.