"Obsequious," a word from the latin for compliant and yielding. It carries a negative connotation in the modern day: fawning, agreeing without critical thought, giving the illusion of agreement regardless of whether one truly agrees. "Yes, Sir, how high would you like me to jump? I will not ask why."
If I were dominant and seeking, I would feel naturally suspicious of a submissive who agreed with everything I said. It would sound, to me, as though the submissive were kissing my ass for other reasons besides submission. I would not trust her submission while she was agreeing without critical thought. Yes, it is good and right that she trust me, if I were dominating her. Yes, it is good and right that she believe I would not steer her wrong. But I think I should tire very soon with someone who could not shade my perspective with different colours besides my own shades of grey.
Of course there are dominants who require absolute obedience and unquestioning faith. Yes means yes and "how high?" is the only acceptable deviation. Such an attitude reveals the difference between one who owns a slave's unquestioning obedience and one who exchanges power with a submissive otherwise-free-thinking person. But, I digress.
The real élan, the real finessing, the extra special uniqueness that one submissive is capable of giving that is different from all the rest (and the real reason why she is loved by a dominant in ways that a dominant loves no other) is the way in which she makes compliance seem like right-reason. Right action. How "Yes, Sir" can seem perfectly logical and NOT obsequious. How actions can be critically considered AND obeyed without question, the opposites erased and replaced by pleasing mystery of the initiated. The little submissions she performs in her decisions to obey each and every time so that you see (freshly every time) how she submits -- how massively those chains hang from her wrists and ankles and yet how lightly she bears the chains of her submission.
In other words, sounding obsequious is my anxiety, and practicing asserting myself and negotiating is my antidote. (That is, if I don't already naturally and simply agree.)
A personal journey through my D/s lifestyle, Mastered and loved. Unauthorized use is prohibited; you may read, and you may discuss, and you may not share without my enthusiastic, explicit permission.
9.15.2012
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