Living for Her: A Submissive Man’s Role in Supporting Gynarchy

Her

Me

Us

Her story begins in a small town on the western plains. The typical small-town values of hard work, authenticity, and good-naturedness abound in Her. Her laughter can fill a room and Her natural beauty stops people in their tracks. As we all are, She is shaped by the path we walked growing up, which was not without challenges for my hero. Abusive men kept Her down for many years (and more than once) and did not let Her reach who she was meant to be until later in life. Once She was set free from the burdens of misogyny, a world intimidated by intelligent Women and all the other things one has to work through, She blossomed into the industrious, driven, and authentic person she is today.  Very few people find precisely who they were meant to be, but my Mistress did just that. She carries herself with confidence and grace in everything she does.  She navigates the professional world of BDSM like a boss and is different from most. Her level of intellect is only rivaled by Her calm and rational self. She sees things in our community that many gloss over and paying it forward is crucial to Her. Hidden behind all that strength and power is someone who is still learning. Learning that She is more than exceptional and deserves all the great things in life. She is the epitome of Divine Feminine and her aura is one of a Queen or Goddess in a previous life. The swagger she brings with just a glance as she moved through the world could start wars.

My path was one of female leadership for as long as I can remember. As the only boy among 5 sisters and a strong mother, I knew my place early. I learned the value of respect, hard work, and wanting to be helpful before I knew how much of my adult life it would be. I knew I was different at a young age, and even as a teen and young adult, I found myself drawn to strong women. This is not to say that I was weak or without my own agency, but something about being openly willing to do just about anything for the women in my life spoke to me. I craved the praise that came with hard work and doing a good job, and I often made friends with older women. They seemed to be more grateful for my efforts and enjoyed the focused attention I provided. Sometimes, these relationships became sexual, but as often as not, they remained platonic and focused on what I now know to be service. As I stumbled my way into the world of BDSM, it became clear to me that I was born to be submissive. It's counter to my day-to-day life, where I am a natural leader and someone that people look to for decision-making. I also found my love of kink through the lens of D/s and it is who I was meant to be. It is never forced or contrived but rather an inherent part of me that I often had to hide. I sought opportunities to be my true self and studied under professional and lifestyle Dommes. As I've mentioned before, I want to do my best in all areas, and submission was no different. It set me free... 

Together, we have found a special connection, I am dedicated to her happiness and making her life easier, and she is guiding me and allowing me to live my true self. We felt the ease of our relationship early, and it was always organic. While always based in D/s, we've become friends and mutual confidants. Our existence together spans all facets of a traditional relationship but with a clear leader and obvious follower. It is natural and grows continuously as time goes on. There has been learning for both of us about what it means to covet and protect our bond. While not the traditional long-distance relationship, we live on opposite sides of a large metro area and have family obligations that keep us apart longer than I am comfortable with. Add in a hectic work life riddled with travel, and the challenge increases. Sometimes, the distance becomes very difficult for me, as I miss Her so intensely that I lose my grounding. She is always able to bring me back with Her strength, power and ultimately a level of care that I have never felt. She offers me protection and I would walk through fire for Her and drop to my knees in thanks on the other side. I know there is a tremendous responsibility in Her guiding me. I feel profoundly and openly for Her and struggle occasionally with an outlet for these feelings when we are apart. This is my challenge, but I accept and am committed to being better each day. No matter what the future holds for us, I will never be the same. She has already made me a better man, a better person, and most of a better submissive. Her submissive. Each day is a gift, and I am lucky to have received it from Her.