How I Found Strength Through Sexual Submission
It’s one thing to give up your body during play, but it is quite another to give up your mind
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Caleb was a fluke, a case of the right tongue at the right time. He was emotionally unavailable and I was on the rebound. But when he kissed me after our first dinner together, my body took over my decision making. There was no denying he activated something in me I didn’t want to put back to rest.
It didn’t faze me when, in the very beginning, he mentioned being in love with someone else. Our relationship was casual, a distraction we indulged in when we didn’t want to do the emotional work of healing from our respective past loves. Our bodies provided comfort to each other in the form of validation. I provided a safe space for him to experience his feelings, a place where he wouldn’t be judged. In turn, he provided me a platform on which I could explore my sexuality, and could lean into the confidence I was still discovering.
