How the kink community can help to get over the end of a relationship.
Being a sub in my first D/s relationship was like having my skin clawed off in the most chaotic but delicious way possible. New relationship energy is nothing compared to being stripped down and reshaped into that new thing called ‘submissive’. Every cell of my body seemed drenched in him. It’s the most intense thing that has ever happened to me.
I struggled so badly to see through my hypersexual fog that I barely managed to hold onto the infrastructure of my life.
He was everywhere: Dressing every morning was a protocol-laden sex-fest. Days were broken up by tasks and daydreams. I wore what he wanted me to wear and did what he wanted me to, so I felt as though he was constantly with me.
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