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The scenes involving tenderness got to me the most.
I didn't realize yet that it was because he was the opposite of dominant. Something terrifyingly magical happened to me as I began to listen.
I figured once I was more healed from my previous abusive relationship, the lust and passion would return. My chest felt very heavy, as if somebody was sitting on top of me.
He delayed my orgasms until I would almost weep, and make me wait until I had his permission to let go. He was playful with candle wax and would tie me up with beautiful silky scarves, but he never brought anything "weapon-like" into the picture. Once I was no longer in his life that way, I became very depressed and retreated into the world of the Internet, starting a few online relationships with men I never met in person.
When I did, I would oftentimes feel like I was floating high above us, my limbs numb and tingling to the point of nearly fainting. No whips or chains, nothing that fit what I believed at that time to be the cornerstone of a BDSM relationship. He had such power over me, and he could control my mind and body with a single look. When he ended our relationship after a few years, I was absolutely devastated. I would spend hours on the phone with them, while they would tell me what they needed me to do to myself in order to please them.
He would walk into a room and give me a stern look that would make my insides clench and turn my knees into Jell-O.