50's Housewife On Kink
50’s housewife on kink
I like to please, always have
you need something, already in the car, your favorite dish- surprise it’s made
delicious, nutritious , satisfying
catering to all whims
don’t get up, i’ll get you another drink daddy
it’s so natural
saw it in my grandmother and mom, catering to men’s wishes remaining on task
putting others first as you lag behind only to realize that you are under appreciated
when you stumble on the right one you realize their love for you is overwhelming
so I choose this part of me, fulfills me
truly who I am
i know your thinking how can she love herself submitting to another
submission it’s so taboo, so deviant, conjures up images of cruelty, worthlessness
nothing could be farther from the truth
yes, good jewish girls were not taught to behave this way, walking around in heels completely naked as they clean the house
crinolines off as well as separate beds
what most people don’t know is that submission is a precious commodity- if it was available on the stock market it would out pure gold
why?
it’s a gift to one who earns it
connections so strong the desire to please in anyway is a joy
i am a 50’s house wife on kink
never felt this calm
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