As a Dom, this statue by Malvina Hoffman, carved in marble in the 1920’s, is one of my personal favorites. It speaks so eloquently to that most precious moment when a submissive first gives herself to a Dominant and when that Dominant first accepts her submission. It is the pinnacle of vulnerability, tenderness, loving kindness, humility and trust. It is an amazing exchange not only of power but of pure love.
It was slightly over a year ago that my Muse first knelt for me. We had discussed Dominance and submission for a couple of months and explored it conceptually, talking through what it was we found respectively appealing in the roles and what we needed and hoped to get from a relationship built around Dominance and submission. Our discussions were not so much about a relationship with each other but rather a discussion of how we would carry out such a relationship with those immediately around us.
Over time it became evident that neither of us could find what we were seeking through our existing relationships and a gradual dawning occurred that we were indeed well matched to pursue a D/s relationship of our own. It was frightening at first in its complexity and unknowns, with seemingly everything conspiring to make this relationship not only improbable but impossible. From the outset the relationship seemed doomed to an idle online curiosity with no hope for any real meaningful future. Yet the draw to one another was inescapable and our conversations turned from hypothetical questions of Dominance and submission to practical discussions of what that might mean with one another. Eventually the obvious and yet ever so difficult question arose, “If I wanted to be your submissive and serve you as Master, how would I go about it?” The answer was simple, “You need only ask.”
What happened next was not unlike the scene Malvina Hoffman so beautifully captured in “The Offering.” My Muse stripped herself bare physically and emotionally, became infinitely vulnerable, knelt before me and asked with great respect and humility if I would take her as my submissive. It was and still is one the most humbling and emotionally soaring moments of this life.
We all tend to get caught up in the sexuality and kink associated with BDSM and the outward manifestations of the power exchange. And while that is all well and good, and I enjoy the kink every bit as much as the next man or woman, what keeps me coming back for more and captures my heart and imagination is the soaring emotional experience I associate with a loving D/s relationship.
There is nothing in this world short of the birth of my own child that can compare to the emotional high and depth of love that I feel when my Muse kneels before me. It has never changed from that first tentative kneeling request to the present one year later. Every time she kneels for me it is a humble, trusting and unreserved gift of herself given only to me; heart, mind, body and spirit. It is indeed the ultimate offering.
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Statue: “The Offering” by Malvina Hoffman, circa 1920’s