ravenna
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Thanks, vancouver_cinful, a lot of us seem to be on the same frequency, and for those of us on a different frequency, well, different vibes for different lives, right? No one here is saying my way is the only true way (most of us aren't, anyway). But at the risk of prying the lid off the can of worms again, i'll throw in two more cents to the who's really in charge here debate. i don't have a safeword, except under special circumstances, so i can't use that route to take control. Lots of us seem to not have a safeword, not just me. And i don't have the right to ask for one, though i suppose i could and take my chances; if i made a good case for special circumstances or an unusual concern on my part, they probably would give me one, and if they did they would adhere to it, that's the kind of guys they are. However, unless i'm gagged and immobilized so i can't even wiggle a pinkie i can still provide my owners with relevant information, and if i can provide it i am required to do so, it is my responsibility to them in order to help protect their property. Informing my masters that one rope may be a lot tighter than they thought it was still leaves all the control and the decision up to them, although they are responsible enough to take this kind of information seriously. Who wants a one-legged slave, anyway? (Shut my mouth, i take that back, it's a big wide weird world and of course there's someone out there who does want a one-legged slave, what was i thinking?) And if i am gagged and immobile and icommunicado, well, that just raises the stakes of trust for the slave, doesn't it? i also don't have the right to leave or to end the relationship, or to "turn it vanilla" or whatever. Yes, we all know the law, in fact one of my guys describes himself as a "recovering attorney." And i suppose if the mood struck me (and if Hell froze over) i could make a break for freedom and try to flag down a cop and tell him my breathless tale of real-life enslavement and throw myself on his mercy. Or if i were utterly miserable i suppose i could shut down and "pull a Bartleby," become withdrawn and unresponsive and inert until they had to take action or make a big change in my life, like selling me or turning me loose. i'd have to make big trouble, in other words, not just say, "Time out, guys, i changed my mind." In fact i explicitly gave up any right to reverse my enslavement when i surrendered to their ownership, and they have the right to overrule or ignore any pleas on my part to the contrary, and even to hold me forcibly to my surrender of my freedom, against my will if necessary. i know, i know, the law disagrees, but in practice unless i really stage an honest-to-God jail break, i'm their property for life. (Legalistic loophole: There are also contracts that ensure my right to opt out of their service on my sixtieth birthday if i so choose. But unless my owners decide they really have no use for a sixty-year-old sex slave and want me gone, it seems vanishingly improbable to all of us that i'll really want to wiggle through this loophole...) (Geez, wrap it up, ravenna!) So here's my bottom line (sorry, pun intended ;-). i don't think i'm very unusual, as slaves go. i hear lots of slaves and would-be slaves say they want permanent, irrevocable, lifetime enslavement (to the right owner, of course), not just loss of control until they're a little bored or it hurts a little more than they expected or they want to have a girls' night out on the wrong night. i think wanting and needing to surrender total control to an owner is a bone-deep, soul-deep hunger for some of us, and maybe if we're lucky, very lucky, we get enslaved for life and get to find out what it is that we're really hungry for...
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