BitaTruble -> RE: beyond Obedience (1/30/2006 11:09:34 AM)
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Oh continuum of sensualists, what do you think is 'beyond obedience'? Well, a dog can be trained to be obedient, so it doesn't seem like such a big deal that a submissive can as well. Rather than define the term, which would only be 'my' view of it, I would rather explain how I got to 'beyond obedience,' in my own service to Himself. I've always held the opinion that you cannot serve well, someone whom you do not know. Communication, of course, is essential. Himself allowed me to ask hundreds of questions so that I knew, yes - his likes and dislikes, but well beyond that, to understand how his brain processess information, to see through his eyes and to know his ideas, to know his heart, his manner. I used to call it a 'brain pick'. He knew that if I asked him if I could pick his brain, the questions were going to start pouring out of me in short order. He didn't 'always' say yes, but most often he did. I observed. Facial expressions, the way his calf muscle flexes when he takes a step, the tilt of his head when he made a point about something he holds dear. I touched him, I placed my hand over his beating heart when he was excited about something or when he was upset to feel the rythyms change. I learned every bump, scar and scratch on his body, the way he reacted to my touching them, the shivers of my nails gently on his arm when we're at a movie, so that I would know in an instant, at any given time of day whether he wished to be touched at all. I tasted him and smelled him, so those would always be instantly recognizable to me, even in the midst of deep sensory deprivation, even if blind and deaf, I can pick out Master in a room of people. The strong cigar that lingers after he's done smoking, the salt when he's done a work out, how he smells right after a shower but before he's dried off. All those things, he never asked of me. He never ordered me to do. He inspired me to want to do them because I wanted to serve him, and the man he is, yes, on occasion he commands me, but most often he compels me, unspoken though it may be, to serve him as he desires I should. Celeste
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