Traveling Master's Musings: Falling

I was speaking to a certain sub one evening about the nature of Dominance and submission. Control and Release. As we talked, I kept using a certain turn a phrase that seemed to perplex her. But being the good girl she was, she didn’t say anything or even try to correct me.
Yet... I could see something about it was making her uneasy. When I scanned her mind, I confirmed that the wording I was using to describe the act of submission had her at odds with how she felt her own submissiveness. I stopped using it and moved on to more distracting topics.
But it did get me thinking...

The metaphor I used, to me, seemed perfect to describe the feeling. But then again, being a dominant person, I realized that I might me mistaken in my comprehension of how a person feels while they are submitting themselves to another.

That wording was: To Fall.

I’ve always seen it as such. But whenever I used it in conversation, my little sub saw it as frightening. Of course, no one likes to fall down. To fall from up high with no safety net. To crash at the bottom... 

Falling can be the most extreme and frightening thing you’ll ever experience. But when I use this word to describe submission... Well... I think of it as voluntary free fall. Leaping out and feeling the rush of the air around you as you feel your body loose control and plummet towards the Earth. To feel that exquisite exhilaration as your heart starts pumping faster as the speed increases. 

Falling in this way still requires one crucial and primordial act that I believe represent submission very well. It requires the act of leaping into the unknown. Taking a step you know you can’t take back. Jumping out and giving yourself over to the fall. To the rush... Choosing to forsake your grounded stance and leaving yourself to the mercy of gravity. Choosing to give up the safety you feel before you fall.

Choosing to give up control...

To Fall.

I always thought of submission in this way. To fall into the mercies of another. To take a leap of faith and trust as you choose to give up the reins of your will to another. To let yourself fall into his (Or her) will and let the world rush past you as the unknown of your choice makes your skin tingle with anticipation...

It is part of the reason why I find submissives so beautiful. So alluring... So strong... It takes a very special kind of strength to give yourself over to another completely. That my dear ladies, is something I never get tired of seeing.

And yet... I might be wrong... 

​​After all, you all experience your submissive side in unique and wonderful ways.