Publisher's Synopsis
Love is a reflex- It is what we do. An eclectic collection of poems and thoughts from Amy, a thirty something submissive. Amy's journey started when she met her first dominant gentleman about 5 years ago. She submitted to him, obeyed him and loved him. In return, he made her whole body tingle when he told her that she was a "Good Girl". He looked after her spiritual and sexual needs, cared for her well-being and allowed her to be free from her daily life. He would text her and mail her, just at the right times when she craved his contact. She reciprocated by gifting him her greatest possession - her submission. She felt safe with him and completely energized during their BDSM play. In the moments when she could not be at his side she allowed her mind to think about him-her-them and this enabled her to script her innermost thoughts which she now shares with us. Her writing reflects her moods and her journey into submission starting with "I Dare You" and ending with the words "I am a Submissive". Amy is a normal heterosexual young woman who has found contentment in her life through her engagement in the exciting world of BDSM which is not an act, it is a habit which does nothing more than enhance her life. Then she met Martin and her journey began. She had forgotten how to feel happy. Very gently and unobtrusively he seduced her into the ways of a submissive who cares for her dominant. Amy's poems are a true reflection of her feelings from the start to the position she finds herself in her journey, now. Amy has entered a world of extremes. This place that she wants admission to. It is a place of power flowing between people through touches and looks, protocols and rules, love and sex. There are dangerous things in there but there are also good people and he became the best and most loyal and loving companion she will ever know. She often took a moment to think, "What have I done to deserve this brilliant life?" There was wanting in there. Not desperate wanting. More in line with a controlled lust or intensity. It is a sensation that comes from looking at someone and craving them and knowing as she stood there that she too was craved and wanted. It was like a big steel door with loud music behind. Dark lights. She heard things about it that made her feel her breath catch and her heart thump. She hears things that excite her. She had denied it long enough. It was time for change.
