Terrific Tush Tuesday and Kneeling
When you think of kneeling for someone or having someone kneel for you, how does that make you feel?
Of all the things that speak of dominance and submission to me, this touches me the most. Seeing a man on his knees for me takes my breath away, perhaps because it speaks of a tender, sweet surrender and commitment. Nothing forced, no games, no "what can you do for me Domme Lady" - just a heartfelt offering of respect and devotion.
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posted by Lady Julia @ 1:10 PM
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Glad to see You back Sweet Lady!!!
Great picture. I think you got it right. Kneeling for your Domme is the ultimate symbol of respect and surrender.
Great to see you back, Lady Julia. You have been missed.
That is a stunning image, very strong chiaroscuro. For me that picture is all about the shapes and the spaces, the light and the dark.
Mmmmm, shapes....
As much as I melt for a really good, sincere kneel done specifically for my benefit from a person I know well, and as much as I love the line in that image of the curve of his back, around his behind and towards his knee, back over his leg, and how the line curves up and over the heel and sole of his foot; as much as I love that space in between his arm and his abdomen, the space between his ankle and his thigh.....
*reverie*
um, where was I?
Oh, yes, right, that picture. Well, aside from the shapes and the chiaroscuro, the kneel in that image doesn't really do it for me. Maybe it's because his head is down, and his hand is closed, but the kneel in that image does not say to me that he's doing it for somebody. That kneel says solitude and introspection to me, not devotion.
(is the opposite of "introspection", "extrospection"?)
Having said that, none of that stops me keeping going back lots of times to look at the image some more. Just to check, you understand. ;)
But I am totally 90 million percent with you on the breathtaking feeling when a man (or a woman) gets on their knees for me. I go all gooey and turn to mush. The only two noises I can make when that happens is
"Awwwwwwwwwwwww....." and
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm....."
At least I'm an equal opportunity employer of both vowels and consonants. :p
Kvetch doesn't kneel much because his joints pain him, and he doesn't like wearing the knee pads I got him (boo). But he knows how much I love it, so he does it when he can. :) He kneels for me whenever he meets me on a the railway platform. :D Also, I have a woman friend, Pickle.
(she's the pickle, I'm the mustard, whenever we're in a people sandwich)
Circumstances permitting, she always greets me with a kneel. There's something about that which feels so utterly warm and vital and intimate and full of cherishment.
When I think of arms round my waist and head buried in my abdomen; when I look down and see the top of their head, every person's head smells so distinctive and idiosyncratic and strong and feel their voice vibrating against my belly..... Every now and again I am gifted with a kneel from the two of them together. Mmmmmmmmmm......
*melt*
Of course this only works for me with people whom I'm in a relationship with. Kneels from people whom I don't know well or at all, reek of, as you put it - "what can you do for me Domme Lady", or what I call do me!!.
Actually, just on a sidetrack thingy, I'm becoming a bit of a local nasal celebrity. Because I can tell by smell what people have been eating and drinking, and how much stress they have been having, if they're unwell, and even in some cases what kind of environment they live in (I once was able to identify the smell of a specific variety of apple on a person, and it turned out he lived by an apple orchard with that kind of apple growing in it), queues of people have been forming at parties (more or less equal numbers of men and women) asking me to smell them and tell them what I find.
I wonder if there's a market for nasal therapy or diagnosis? I can see it now -
"Tarot card and nasal aura readings"
Oy gevalt with extra chilli sauce, will I ever shut up??
Did I even answer your question? Gosh, I hope so.
Ok, putting the comment down now, promise. :)
Ah, Lady Julia,
Were it not for the power within your soul, you might haved given up. I am happy to see you writing once again. You have much to share, and I kneel before you with honor all for you.
willie owen
Hugs - thanks Web and Mac :)
Lubyanka, loved your input. I agree with what you said about the tenderness of looking down at the top of someone's head when you hold them close. It's a lovely moment.
Nice to hear from you all :)
willie, you're such a love. Thank you for your sweet words.
I really hesitated to start writing here again because quite frankly, whatever I do online never seems enough. I've decided to selfishly do what I need to do to bring back more pleasantness to my life.
This picture is great because it brings up feelings of what it must be like to be that guy.
(Kneeling before a receptive mistress, of course.)
And great to have you back LJ! I hope your medical issues will soon fade and become a distant dream....
Anon, thank you :) It's good to be back. (You should give me a hint as to your identity... inquiring minds - mine - want to know). ;) Your first name wouldn't begin with J, would it?
You own a strength of soul which others only think about, Lady Julia, and your writing exemplifies
your sense of life. For your having walked within the shadows of what is yours to feel, you have earned your every wound, and with each wounding you live more deeply, deserving every taste of honor bestowed.
Respectfully,
willie owen.
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