Subspace

Subspace.  It's an incredible feeling, on any level.  From the smallest of gestures that symbolize my submission to Mistress K., to the intense physical sessions of sex or discipline that Mistress either wants/needs, or feels is required.  It's really very difficult to explain exactly how it feels.  Like trying to describe love.

This morning, Mistress returned from taking the kids to school.  there I was, naked (as I am required to be) sitting on the floor fixing something under the sink.  It has become a natural thing in our marriage and although there is hardly anything I enjoy more than to be naked before my Mistress, it has become a natural state.  That fact, in and of itself makes me feel very happy and proud, and yes, more submissive.

When it was to get dressed, Mistress instructed me to wear panties.  Nothing unusual there.  I've worn panties plenty of times at her insistence.  I have no desire to be feminized, and frankly, Mistress has no desire to feminize me.  But, I do feel sexy and slutty when I wear panties.  I don't know if that is because of the panties themselves, or the fact that I am required to wear them by Mistress, or both.  I get reminded of that feeling every time I got to the bathroom to pee.  Just unzipping, reaching in for my cock to take it our to pee, I feel the sexy lace that is slung low, just above my penis, laying on the always freshly shaved area is arousing to me.

Mistress went to the other room after giving me my panties instructions.  30 seconds later, she called for me, telling me that she wanted to see me in my panties before covering them up with clothes.  There.  Right there, was one of those times that took me right to the comfort of subspace.  being required to model my panties for my Mistress' viewing pleasure is an absolute joy.  Having her view me, naked, in panties only, in regular clothes, or anything else she decides she wants to see me in is so exhilarating.  Especially when I am required to preform sexually for her viewing pleasure. 

I stood there happily while Mistress looked me over, had me turn for her so she could see everything, and even when she told me to pull them up higher because they'd look better.  In the back of my mind, I hoped that Mistress would take me, bend me over and my panties down just below my bottom, exposing me in what I think is a super submissive way.  The lowered panties symbolizing access to my ass for punishment, or my ass for entering, or simply for display. 

I've said it before in a recent post.  It's the little things!