All these years I thought I was submissive.

Then, one day I wake up to a relationship with a dominant, and we both realize that are roles are reversed?

Am I really the one with all the power?

Yes.

Or maybe I can't tell the difference anymore.

Sex is always a power struggle.

Somedays, I give all my power away.

But, most days, I won't give anyone what they want.

Fascism though erotic deprivation.

Sometimes, saying "no" is more intense than you can ever imagine.

Especially, if you say "yes" later.

Sometimes, just asking for something you know you can have opens doors to worlds you didn't know existed.

Being vulnerable is real strength.