I didn’t know kink before him. I lived the way I lived and it was both personally and sexually unsatisfied.
I was expected to be in charge and responsible for everything but without the benefits of having someone actually defer to me. It was a case of ‘I want you to make all the decisions but I reserve the right to ignore what you have done/contradict you at any time’ except with regards to sex. That was always on someone else’s terms and to be honest had little or nothing in it for me.
I knew things weren’t right but I didn’t know what was wrong. I didn’t know what was missing until he showed me. He showed me the joy of being dominant to someone who wants to be submissive. He told me he needs me to be dominant because he can’t be submissive to himself, similarly I can’t dominate myself. Together we work well, as long as both of us are not off form at the same time which doesn’t happen often.
When I think of kinky things I think of them in relation to him and how he is in my life. New toys are considered for how they can be used on/with him.
I desire no more than I have with him & when I do want more I want it with him.