And every now and then, I like the idea of being tamed down into this role because it would be out of character for me. But I adore the thought of someone forcing me into these clothes and behaviors, compelling, if not forcing, me into more rational behaviors. As I thought about it, it would be so hot to have to find myself cooking and cleaning, raising kids, and having to become something so different than I've ever thought of myself being.

I know it's not the usual kind of post here, but when I think about the idea of being compelled and conditioned to smile when he came home, to make PB&Js for his children, to make nice with his mother and knowing he can fuck me any way and anytime he wants, it really does make me wet.