We have all truths. Are mine the same as yours? After all, we're all seeking our own truths, aren't we? I don't find it at all unusual or inconsistent that my truth can be articulated by a submissive woman, so here is one version of it, like looking into a mirror and seeing yourself reflected back, the same, only the image is reversed. The ass-fuck can be literal or it can be a metaphor, you get to choose. I did.
"Ass-fucking is the great anti-romantic gesture - unless of course, like me, your idea of romance begins on your knees with your face in a pillow . . . Ass-entry involves the hard edge of truth, not the soft folds of sentimentality inherent in romantic love . . . If you can let a man ass-fuck you - and only the truly sensitive lover should have that privilege - you will learn to trust not only him but yourself, totally out of control. And beyond control lies God.
"Humiliation is my greatest devil, but when the eye of my terror is entered, I experience my fear as unfounded. It is through this physical surrender, this forbidden pathway, that I have found my self, my voice, my spirit, my courage - and the cackle of the crone . . . This is the truth about the beauty of submission. The peace of submission. The power in submission. To me, you see, I have happened upon the great cosmic joke, God's supreme irony.
"Enter the exit. Paradise awaits."
-- Toni Bentley, The Surrender
