Dominance and submission aren’t a job. There may be times when it seems like a task-based system of performance and reward, but that’s just a small part of it. My reality is that D/s is a labor of love. That said, I don’t serve simply for his pleasure, although his pleasure is certainly my greatest reward. In some regards, I’m very much an altruist, yet I seek something from him in return for my service. I seek the quieting.
I can get a beating from my favorite tops. I can negotiate an impact scene from a trusted sadist to get what I need from a physical perspective. They can get me to subspace, but can’t quiet me.
Quieting comes from Him. When chaos reigns in my mind, when my world is tilting off its axis, it is the quieting I need. The exchange of power in our dynamic hinges on this one key concept.
My service. My submission. My surrender.
I offer it all in exchange for just one thing.
The Quieting.