Service is the word for today. A dominant commits to a submissive; and a submissive submits service to the dominant. The commitment of a dominant is negotiated before the collaring, for years or for months or for as long as it takes to get something you both can live with. If you've read about Mr Grey and Anastasia in the famous trilogy of highly-contested alternative relationships, you know that it takes a full three novels for the negotiations to complete in Fifty Shades of Grey: this is not something that takes place in a week. Negotiations take time. Frankly, in any successful marriage they take the entirety of the couple's lives together. If my partner ever stops negotiating, in other words, I'll know that we are finished with each other.
What is negotiated? The service one performs for the other. The word "service" is a tricky word: the submissive serves the dominant's wishes of course; we look forward to it. But the dominant also serves the fantasy of the submissive. The dominant controls a scene so that, from what he has come to learn about his girl, he can create and re-create the right fantasy. And when not in scene, the dominant serves the greater good of the relationship by learning more, while the submissive serves the greater good of the relationship by opening to new possibilities more. There is a mutuality of serving in a good relationship between dom and sub.
[This "mutuality" would sound alien to a Gorean master, or to anyone who "owns" the submissive in a 24/7 exchange. The kinds of relationships where "rights" and "safe words" don't necessarily get discussed. But those aren't the relationships I concern myself with, here: here, relationships are mutually beneficial, are mutually rewarding, and are mutually uplifting to a state of higher understanding. Higher pleasure. Higher love. Deeper intimacy. Harder truths and control over those truths to the safety and benefit of each person.]
There is no service without negotiation. There is no negotiation without curiosity. There is no curiosity without love. These ideas are interconnected and travel together like a group of good friends on an adventure. They take care of each other. They make sure nobody loses a wallet or forgets a purse, and they make sure you come home with good pictures. Good memories. Just precisely, absolutely what you wanted to remember forever, why you embarked upon the trip to begin with. I am in love; and I am curious about my love; and I ask how best I may please my love; and I see what I can do; and then my service (whether it be to learn, to speak, to remain silent, or to give space; whether it be to bring food, to bring friends, to bring entertainment, or to bring in the bags from the car) comes naturally. I have a few ideas of how I may serve. I also have a sense of when it is phoney and when something else is really in order. I always ask, though, because I want to get it right and the one I serve is going to tell me the right way in the end.
There are minimum requirements, of course. There is a good sleep. There is proper food. There is proper physical activity contributing to good health. In the vanilla world, people believe they can function (and they do, to low standards) on poor sleep and a poor diet and too much caffeine and alcohol. In my reality, though, such is impossible. In my reality, top-notch service from me comes from top-notch self-care, self-love, and self-discipline. Good health. A commitment on my part to always give my best, not my compromised.
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