The label-less feeling

I write a lot about kink topics, and feelings in power exchange, and of course about not relying too much on “labels” and definitive boxes in said topics. I still use them, we all do. Without definition we have no use of language after all. Its useful to have an evolving use of language is after all, in the ongoing journey to express ones self. Its just important not to get trapped in stigmas, and boxes, and behaviours expected based on words and personification of those labels.

I identify so many ways, in this realm, mostly under the umbrella of different submissive labels, depending on the circumstance, but there is so much more to me as a person than just that. Even in romance, there are so many sides to being in existence. And the last few months, being involved with someone who is foreign to relationships based on those labels, has opened up my mind to just how much one can really feel when they don't necessarily need to.

The other day it hit me, when I wandered into my living room to find my love on the couch, and rather than sit down beside her, i naturally fell to my knees and put my head on her lap. She pet my head and we talked affectionately. There was no lead up, and nothing kinky going on, but here I was in a very submissive headspace just naturally relaxed with her.

There is no rule, custom, or requirement for me to do so, and she doesn't actively tell me to do such a thing, and yet, it felt just right. I am hers, and in an odd reciprocal way, it all just works, without having to by any custom or reason.

The feelings are there, and don't need to be defined in any special way beyond affection. The concepts around bdsm are so beautiful and wonderful for description and understanding, or for exploring other ideas or possibilities. Ultimately though, its grand knowing that those feelings and expressions can be felt and exchanged with a dash of power exchange and a drop of dom/sub entirely undefined. Just the power of the heart, more than anything else, creating a pattern.

At the end of the day, all those concepts, all those kinks, and all those customs the bdsm culture established, they all came from the emotions and romance between people. Humanity is a beautiful thing.