Did You Feel .. That?
As if I needed one more example of what a harsh bastard I can be. Blue was sent to serve .. dismissed from my feet. She had spent most of the day locked beneath my boot in one form or another. A very simple dominant thing to do to another human and it can jump start a lot of thoughts. I was interested to see where this simple act would take blue. Unfortunately it took her back into her narrowed state of mind. I may have to find something else to modify her behavior.
I had given her a directive .. when she finished it she returned to my feet and put herself back into my service. At this point she negated my order and chose whether or not she should be dismissed. Once more she was aggressive in her submission and when others arrived at the fire she did not go and do as I had told her to do. I planted my heel right upside her head.
That night I had to do the same thing to raven. If the slaves lose their brain the moment they are at my feet I am going to have to stop them from getting to my feet. Ever. There is no choice when I give a directive .. there is only to follow it and follow it promptly and precisely. My directives are not that difficult. I keep the reins pretty loose compared to some. I am not about ripping the reins through a nostril .. but I will. There just should not be such a need for that kind of action. Not from a slave who has seen the days of her collaring stretch beyond a year. Some things should be innate at that point. Obedience being the first foundation. And yet I am finding that obedience is second guessed .. or confused with something else of which I am not sure.
There is a spirit that I do not wish to break .. but do not get me wrong ... I will drag it around and kick the shit out of it .. beat it to a bloody pulp if I have to.
Both blue and raven seem to need a heavy hand. That irritates me. When I see them get the basics right .. then I will allow this need they have for something more to be addressed. Until then I hold it from them .. they are both caught on the other side of the stream with no way across until they learn how to swim.
I had given her a directive .. when she finished it she returned to my feet and put herself back into my service. At this point she negated my order and chose whether or not she should be dismissed. Once more she was aggressive in her submission and when others arrived at the fire she did not go and do as I had told her to do. I planted my heel right upside her head.
That night I had to do the same thing to raven. If the slaves lose their brain the moment they are at my feet I am going to have to stop them from getting to my feet. Ever. There is no choice when I give a directive .. there is only to follow it and follow it promptly and precisely. My directives are not that difficult. I keep the reins pretty loose compared to some. I am not about ripping the reins through a nostril .. but I will. There just should not be such a need for that kind of action. Not from a slave who has seen the days of her collaring stretch beyond a year. Some things should be innate at that point. Obedience being the first foundation. And yet I am finding that obedience is second guessed .. or confused with something else of which I am not sure.
There is a spirit that I do not wish to break .. but do not get me wrong ... I will drag it around and kick the shit out of it .. beat it to a bloody pulp if I have to.
Both blue and raven seem to need a heavy hand. That irritates me. When I see them get the basics right .. then I will allow this need they have for something more to be addressed. Until then I hold it from them .. they are both caught on the other side of the stream with no way across until they learn how to swim.
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