She is coming back from work, tired as she is, the only thing she desires is to get back home. She arrives, opens the door and she runs quickly near him. She kisses him and kneels in front of him. He is her husband/boyfriend and Master. All the tiredness from the day is gone. Her thoughts are at ease near him. She is free. She is safe in his hug as he takes her close to him. Now is not a moment to kneel, is a moment to hug. She is a wife/girlfriend and submissive. This is a scene of how I see my life.