basiasubrosa -> RE: Love in D/s (7/27/2004 8:50:42 PM)
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Originally, i thought that i'd trust the more rhetorically gifted here to express the pro-love stance for me. After all, i have only been in love with one person, and only explored D/s within that relationship. However, upon closer inspection, i feel that aspects of D/s have certainly been played out in non-love circumstances, too. I sing in a choir in which the director is a mild, modest, soft-spoken man who has an infamous reputation as a perfectionist slave-driver. Even people in other choirs in other cities fear his 'evil eye'. With no erotic nor romantic undercurrents whatsoever, working with him in choir and as his concert manager (i.e. personal slave) has been one of the most exhilerating experiences yet. One glance of satisfaction, one nod of acknowledgement, one kind word, one twitch of a smile, is enough to make me euphoric. I do not love him any more than i love humanity and all my friendly acquaintences. I do not lust after him, either. It could be any number of things-- respect, admiration, his musical prowess or quiet British reservation-- but good gracious heavens does that man push my sub buttons, whether or not he is aware of it. For me, at least, it seems very much like how others describe scene-specific T/b, only without the physical aspects, and, technically, without the kink. Also, i must admit, if anyone-- anyone, regardless how undomly-- came along crooning Schumann in a rich velvety baritone voice, i would immediately melt into a puddle of nectar-sweetened jasmine green tea at his feet.
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