When it comes to people in positions of authority, we all tend to have mixed feelings. On one hand, we hate being told what to do. On the other, we find ourselves drawn to powerful people. Whether they’re a king, a cop, or just someone who could beat you up with their pinkie finger, they have a uniquely sensual effect on us.
It’s part of the psychology behind BDSM. It’s also part of the psychology behind people with daddy issues, mommy issues, or someone with a cop fetish. These people have power over us. They can do things to us that other people could not get away with. If we have some sort of intimate trust with them, they’ll use that power lovingly and respectfully. The fact that they might not is scary, but also thrilling.
Whether it’s through BDSM or sexy costumes at a strip club, authority figures are always going to have power over us. It’s when that power takes on a sexual connotation that we feel that impact. For some, it’s a fetish. For others, it’s a kink. For this Daily Sexy Musing, it’s an acknowledgement of the intimate power that authority figures wield over us. Whether it gets you an orgasm or a parking ticket, it’s worth celebrating.
You stand before me wearing a neatly pressed uniform, poised like a titan amongst rodents. I look at you with awe and reference, trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. I think of all the things you could do to me without consequence. One part of me is terrified. The other is intensely aroused. Guess which one I heed?
You have so much power.
You have so much authority.
Under you, I am nothing.
Under you, I am your subordinate.
I kneel like I’m in the presence of royalty. My heart races and my palms sweat. I hope for your mercy, but don’t expect it. You have all the leverage. My only choice is how much I trust in you. For you to show mercy without recourse requires affection. Any affection from you is like love from an angel, one who can deliver a very intimate kind of miracle.
I submit willingly, choosing love and trust. Everything from this moment forward is in your hands. I am free of all freedom, bound by the will of another. I need not think, understand, or contemplate. My heart, body, and soul are yours.
You finally exercise your power.
You place your hand upon me.
You demonstrate your power and strength.
You make my will yours.
My world ends and ours begins. Fear melts away under the weight of your power. You make stern, concise demands. I follow them willingly and eagerly. You remain in your prestigious uniform. I am stripped bare, my flesh exposed for you to seize.
Your power and authority leave me so vulnerable. Only my trust and your affection can protect me now. From my weakness and your strength, we can find balance. Through balance, we complete one another.
I want to give myself to you.
I want you to take it.
You have the power.
You have the authority.
Use it on me.