After working all day, realizing life sucks, protecting, providing and taking on endless responsibilities through out the day, I like to relax. And submitting all will to a confident, intelligent goddess with no need to do anything but obey, worship, please, and beg for mercy after I missbehave is almost therapeutic. A woman lifting the soles of her dirty sweaty toe printed socks stuck to her feet for 12 hours of shopping walking around and working only if she wants. Pressed against my face waterboarding me in sweat. One picture and she could ruin my life. Sitting on my face and could just not get up as my hands strapped to the bed shake. The absolute lack of responsibility for even my life is calming. Am I weird?