As I sat watching demonstrations of dominance, submission and power play in bed, I assumed it would be another “meh, not for me” experience. But then I saw something I hadn’t observed before. As I watched a dominant objectify their submissive, I felt my face getting flushed and other parts of me heating up in an unmistakable way. Was it possible I’d found a flavor of domination that I liked?
Actually, let’s back up a bit. As many young women are, I was raised to be independent. I made my own breakfast at age 4 and did my own laundry at age 8. I’ve always enjoyed being empowered, and that has translated into my adult life in many wonderful ways. But one sticking point was that ceding control in sex, which is a turn on for my husband, seemed to be a turn off for me.Read More