In bed and in Domme and generally in life I am a woman of few words. Sometimes if truly, passionately engaged I can rap poetic for hours on end. Sometimes if genuinely interested I can ask question upon question of someone and get lost within them, but generally speaking I tend to not talk all that much as I enjoy the melody of my thoughts and the thrust of just watching and being present in the moment. It’s also what propels my voyeur and people watching tendencies.
During sex I rarely speak. During Domme I truly enjoy that I can be curt and precise and don’t have to use a soliloquy of words to navigate peoples fragile ego’s. It’s such a fucking relief to be in that space. Where I can simply say “stop talking” or “don’t do that” and I don’t need justification. I don’t need to exercise caution or explain myself. I simply say exactly what I want to with no need for fillers or hand holding.
Not to say I am rude. Even in that space I still prefer to exercise graciousness, just that I like to do so situationally or rather as it comes to me naturally. Not like in every day life where expectations aren’t always earned.
Mostly I know that listening has made me smarter. Listening opens worlds that I can navigate without having to live them myself. Listening makes me more conscious and aware of the world and life….
& sometimes I don’t speak simply because I enjoy the silence.