A few days ago, I was pretty sad and overwhelmed by something that would have a big effect on just about anybody. Many times during the day I said I wish I could stop thinking about it but just couldn’t.
Near bedtime, the Hubz looked at me and said, ”get in the tub”. When he says it this way he means ‘go get cleaned up and do whatever you need to do to get your mindset right for some intense playtime.’
I studied him for a minute to see if that’s what he meant. I told him I was tired and mentally drained. He said,”I know, go get in the tub “. I didn’t want to. I’m sure I looked disappointed. I stood there and thought for a minute then whispered, “ok, but this is me being VERY obedient”. He acknowledged this with a nod.
I soaked in the tub but just wanted to crawl into bed and try to sleep. I couldn’t fix my mind on anything but the big problem I’m facing. He slipped into the tub with me, kissing me, touching me, nudging desire forward. When we got out, he did all my favorite things, had me really humming.
When we finally fell panting into bed, he asked, “That clear your mind for a while?”. I affirmed it did very effectively. He smiled through a “you’re welcome” and kissed me goodnight. My mind was calm enough to fall asleep.
Before D/s, there’s a 99.9% chance I would have shot him down cold because of how I was feeling. Because of D/s I didn’t keep myself from the kind of relief only he could provide.