Focus50
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Joined: 12/28/2004 From: Newcastle, Australia Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: gypsygrl I was just reading through missturbation's anger/abuse thread and had a couple of chains of thought that helped me to clarify to myself why I recoil at the thought of being involved in a relationship either based on punishment, or where the potential for punishment is an ever present reality. I had one of those "ah hah" moments so thought I'd share. Cuz, like, ya know, everybody is just dying to know about my ah hah moments. (note self-deprecating sarcasm lol) Anyway, I don't like punishment, and I won't get involved in a relationship where punishment plays a heavy part in defining the dynamic. Sir has never really punished me except maybe early on, when we were still working through the basics of our relationship. In spite of this, I still do what he tells me to, even when I'm in a bad mood and cranky and don't really want to get his goddamn lunch. Those times are rare, and its even rarer that he gives me an order that seriously tests my limits. When pushing, he'll make suggestions or allude to desires but won't out and out order me to do something. This makes my obedience possible. He gives me orders I can obey and doesn't give me orders that are beyond me. Why is this important? Well, because, as it dawned on me just a few minutes ago, my continuing obedience constitutes my consent to the on-going relationship. Everytime I do what he tells me, or follow through on a suggestion, I am, in effect, saying, "yes sir, I am yours." And, if I fail to obey (in a willful way, not because extenuating circumstances, momentary lapses of ability etc got in the way) I am withdrawing consent. And, if he were to start giving me orders I had to refuse, he would, in effect, be saying he doesn't want my simple obedience anymore but is more interested in something else, something I might not be able to give (again, ruling out extenuating circumstances, mistakes and that sort of thing). So, where does punishment come in. Thats the rub: it doesn't. It can't and it couldn't. At least not in my little world, though it might have a place in the worlds of others. Here's my thinking on why--if, as I've explained, my obedience constitutes my consent, punishing me for disobedience would be punishing me for withdrawing consent. In that moment, the moment of punishment, the relationship would become abusive because my ability to consent would be rendered invalid. It seems really clear to me as I type this out in an early morning caffein buzz (love those first cups of coffee!). I wonder if it makes sense to others. And yet this can be reasonably interpretted as you having your Sir trained to perfection.... Now those who know my posts know I'm not one to jump on the "TFTB" bandwagon anymore than I advocate punishment being a desirable dynamic, but rather an *occasional* necessity. For me, obeying me or my rules isn't enough to qualify as consent. Her agreeing to be in a relationship with me means her consent is always implied and from there it's not something she can choose to "switch" on or off depending on the command she's given. The balance is that if I were one to habitually give onerous commands, it's reasonable to assume there wouldn't be a relationship. But while there is, she obeys even allowing for occasionally normal human conditions such as reluctance and unwillingness etc. And yes, when giving commands, some of us Doms are mindful of moods, character flaws, illness or just plain ole melancholy, which does have some influence in what commands are given when.... Occasional reluctance is fine because it's human. Rebellion is not and I also get to choose who I'm in a relationship with. And the fact is that any partner will make you angry sometimes and when my girl brings that out in me, she gets marched to the corner (punished) until I'm no longer angry. That tends to happen less than twice a year.... Focus.
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Never underestimate the persuasive power of stupid people in large groups. <unknown> Your food is for eating, not torturing. <my mum> (Errm, when I was a kid)
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