It is pointless to question how i got to the state of acceptance where i’d take a Man’s piss. Would i do this for just any Man? No. But some Men just have the power to make me forget everything, to bend my will to theirs so completely that the control have over me is frightening. Their power is ground in a palpable inner confidence that you can see in their eyes, feel in their touch, and hear in their voice. They are Men. They know what i am better than myself. They instinctively know how to play my body and mind and i respond immediately and uncontrollably to their expertise. They see the surrender and thankfulness in my eyes; my body speaks when i can’t find the words.