I'm a good girl at heart, and if I'm ever punished for real, I'd be ashamed and mortified to have done something wrong. Of course, that doesn't mean I'm not punished in play - far from it. In roleplay, and in the films and photostories I model for, I love playing with non-consent themes. Playing a character who hates what's happening to her is so hot for me. Being helpless and angry, talking back and being a brat, being wilful or disrespectful - these are all things I hate to feel in real life, but love when it's acting or play. The same goes for the nastier side of my kink, my fantasies about suffering that would be appalling if it took place in real life. Being a spanking actress, and indulging in roleplay with my partners and kinky friends, lets me bring some of those fantasies to life in a safe environment.
All of that is deeply tied into my kink, but it's separate from my submission. I am my Doms' submissive, their playful wench and their little slut. My consent may not be explicit, but it is always implied. Our trust and understanding of one another allows us to negotiate so that when I submit for real, nothing is ever truly non-consensual. I want to please them, and that want is at the heart of my submission to their desires.
In my day to day life I'm a confident, ambitious woman with a great deal of personal pride. That pride doesn't contradict my submission. Rather my pride is the core on which all my submission is founded. When I care for someone, I like pleasing them, helping them and serving them. My submission is the gift of myself to the people I love most deeply. My sense of self-respect and self-worth makes that gift all the more valuable. It's a paradox which I still don't fully understand, but I think that learning trust, humility and helplessness as a submissive has given me a new strength as a woman. Submitting to the care and authority of a loved and respected Dominant has taught me how to be more self-disciplined, and how to better look after myself. Exposing myself to the fear and danger of having my sexual limits pushed has given me the courage to be aware of my personal boundaries, and be more assertive about them when necessary.
Being a submissive is good for me. But I'm not just in this for my health. Pleasing my beloveds is a constant source of joy to me. I derive great personal satisfaction from devoting myself to them, and the power dynamic is affirming to both of us. There is a sweetness, and a deep peace, in feeling owned by someone I love. Giving myself over to the pain and pleasure of another, revelling in being the ultimate object and focus of their desires, is one of the most intimate and joyful experiences I know.
All of that is deeply tied into my kink, but it's separate from my submission. I am my Doms' submissive, their playful wench and their little slut. My consent may not be explicit, but it is always implied. Our trust and understanding of one another allows us to negotiate so that when I submit for real, nothing is ever truly non-consensual. I want to please them, and that want is at the heart of my submission to their desires.
In my day to day life I'm a confident, ambitious woman with a great deal of personal pride. That pride doesn't contradict my submission. Rather my pride is the core on which all my submission is founded. When I care for someone, I like pleasing them, helping them and serving them. My submission is the gift of myself to the people I love most deeply. My sense of self-respect and self-worth makes that gift all the more valuable. It's a paradox which I still don't fully understand, but I think that learning trust, humility and helplessness as a submissive has given me a new strength as a woman. Submitting to the care and authority of a loved and respected Dominant has taught me how to be more self-disciplined, and how to better look after myself. Exposing myself to the fear and danger of having my sexual limits pushed has given me the courage to be aware of my personal boundaries, and be more assertive about them when necessary.
Being a submissive is good for me. But I'm not just in this for my health. Pleasing my beloveds is a constant source of joy to me. I derive great personal satisfaction from devoting myself to them, and the power dynamic is affirming to both of us. There is a sweetness, and a deep peace, in feeling owned by someone I love. Giving myself over to the pain and pleasure of another, revelling in being the ultimate object and focus of their desires, is one of the most intimate and joyful experiences I know.