A request by "N. Likes" from the kneeling post:
I'd be really interested to hear more of your thoughts about the process
by which the taboo and humiliation dissolved - both your initial
experience of them, and how you feel about them now.
I remember very few specific instances, but right in the beginning of starting a D/s dynamic with my Master, there were times when he would tell me to kneel and it brought out a lot of emotions for me.
I felt it deeply. It wasn't something that came easily or naturally. I was not one of those people who had dreamed of the day I could kneel at a Master's feet. Not at all. I obeyed him: I can't remember ever refusing, but it felt awkward, a bit taboo, and fairly humiliating. All that together combined in my mind to make it arousing as heck.
It didn't take long, probably less than 10-20 times, before it felt natural to me, kneeling at his feet any time.
There was even one time when we were at a munch and I said something a bit out of line, I don't remember what, and he ordered me to kneel and kiss his feet. It wasn't a punishment, really, more of a reminder of my place. I did it without thinking, instantly, but then afterward I was self conscious about what other people around may have thought. Not that it makes any difference. But I wondered.
Now, I can't think of any place that gives more comfort and relaxation that being ordered to kneel at his feet. It is a spot of security, almost one of pride. My place.
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