Love and Respect

Two words that seem so simple and harmless yet often can be wielded like weapons in life. Some use it to take what they want from another “If you love me” or “Show me some respect”. Some use it as an imaginary shield to protect themselves from being hurt “I will only do that for the person who loves and respects me”.

My Mom is a sociologist and in my lifetime I think I have heard her express herself in the same way a thousand times when seeing or discussing anything about different cultures or just people in general. She will basically say “You cannot observe and understand anyone else if all you do is view things through your own perspective and values but have to understand them through their own perspective and values.”

Often when I hear the same questions/statements of “How can a person do that to a person they love and respect” or “How can you live life not being loved or respected” so many times from my time in this life that my Mom’s answer always rings in my head like she is screaming it in my ear. I thought I would try something a little different then my normal post and write something to explain how someone like me is loved and respected by my Master. For many of you this will be head nodding time and maybe for a few other who are confused or trying to understand their path or someone else that a peek into my head might help.

Love and respect on our terms

I am a slave. This does not make me weaker and lesser of a human being to anyone else. It also does not make me stronger or better then anyone else as well. It is just the best fit for me in life.

I am a slave. It means I live a different life then from most others. It is not a life of hardship and selfless sacrifice. It is a life that just gives me the best possibility to pursue and sometimes embrace the feeling of happiness. I am as selfish and greedy as the next person. Acts you may see me perform or endure are not selfless at all but serve the bigger purpose of my selfishness in the way I want to live and feel.


I do not respect and obey my Master out of fear. I obey him out of my love and respect I have for him as a person, our chemistry we have together, his values, personality and how he treats me. My Master does not order me around and cause me great suffering at his whim because he does not love or respect me for I would not be with him. My Master orders me around and causes my suffering out of love and respect for me as he knows, accepts and embraces that I need and enjoy very much him to do such things for himself.

Love and respect are not expressed in universal agreed upon actions. For many women coming home to an unexpected freshly clean house, nice dinner in the oven and your man greeting you at the door with flowers would be a great show of love and respect. For a slave like me, while that would not suck on many levels would also have levels of disappointment and anxiety; I would greatly prefer to meet him at the door with the house spotless, his favorite meal in the oven and his beverage of choice.

I am a slave so when a non slave might see disrespect, no love and possible abuse when seeing my Master inflict pain on me even though I am not masochistic, make me drink his piss even though I dislike the taste and eat a meal from a bowl on the floor I actually feel loved and respected because my Master is embracing and showing devotion to our mutually agreed upon dynamic.

I am a slave. I am not wired to want my other to always want my opinion let alone consider or cater to my desires in the in the now moments such as where to eat or what movie to see. My Master doing that is in fact not loving me or showing respect. Loving me is for my Master to pick the place or the movie of his preference or care for my opinion and maybe use it or not when he wants to.

I am a slave I am do not want to be made love to like my orgasm is the number one priority of the interaction. I want my Master to get off the most enjoyable way for him at the time. Whether it is lighted candles, long foreplay, gentle thrusts and build up and long cuddles afterwards or wham bam as quick and hard as he can roll over and fall asleep makes no difference to me as long as it is what he wants.

Please take all normal men who show love and respect through commonly accepted ways for yourselves. They leave me cold and full of anxiety. Give me the domineering, sadistic and devilish Master I have now and hopefully will have forever. He knows, accepts and embraces that treating me the way he treats me like I have mentioned above is showing love and respect for me and the regular common ways would show he does not love or respect me at all.

I am a slave not a regular person wanting some role play.