Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
I love you with everything I am.
Happy birthday.
Love,
Your Doll”
CHAPTER 13
Seven
For once in my life, I have no words.
There is nothing I can think to say that would be a worthy-enough response to what Twyla just gave me.
So instead of saying anything, I vow to myself that I will give her what she wants in return for a gift I never would have guessed, even if I’d been given a million clues.
Hesitant to accept it?
Fuck no.
But only because my wife has made it perfectly clear this is something she wants. Not only that, but if the past week and all its revelations are anything to go by, it sounds more like something she needs. She needs me to take full control and destroy the limits her mind set for her without her consent.
I do need a moment though. To collect my thoughts. To wrap my head around what this will mean for our relationship as Dominant and submissive from this day forward. But only a moment, because I don’t want to make her worry.
I step back and prop my ass against the playtable, where I know she can still see me, and read the card once again, this time to myself. It’s something I’d normally do, to make sure I take in everything, so it shouldn’t cause her alarm.
I accept her gift, without hesitation. But this is a special case. I’m me. And it’s Twyla. My wife. My doll. The mother of my child. The woman I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. I’ll give her anything she wants, not without thought but because that’s something I refuse to fail at. If she needs it, I will stop at nothing until I can provide it for her.
Any other time, a Dom would be smart to hesitate, to really think about what they’d be taking on. I’m fully aware of the power she’s handed me. Only an asshole, a fake Dominant who should have no right to call themselves that, would accept the gift of a submissive relinquishing their hard limits, and take it lightly, without respecting what they’ve been given.
Even in a normal D/s relationship, with limits in place, a Dom should never drop their guard when someone trusts them implicitly to keep them safe. In fact, they shouldn’t ever feel perfectly at ease, comfortable to the point of nonchalant, with such responsibility on their shoulders.
Confident, yes. Always confident in their ability. Because a submissive will sense that, and it will aid in building trust.
A sub will also, on the other hand, pick up on it if their Dom’s confidence wanes, placing doubt in the submissive’s mind, which could turn dangerous.
For example, if I’m confident in my bullwhip capabilities and take great care while wielding it, my doll feels that and can relax, and the whip will feel like a breath against her skin because she doesn’t move. If I’m not confident, and she senses that, instead of holding perfectly still, she could panic and try to move out of the way but accidently put herself in a position that gets her hurt. Making it harder for her to trust me to keep her safe.
So confidence is extremely important. It’s an absolute must.
Cockiness, however, equals carelessness. The last person someone should submit to is a cocky Dom. If a Dominant is arrogant, then they’re too self-absorbed to put their submissive’s safety above all else. They’re too sure of themselves, more worried about boasting than staying unwaveringly cautious.
And that’s all with boundaries intact.
Take those away….
“With great power comes great responsibility” isn’t segregated to just superheroes. So with this even higher level of power to wield—boundary-free, totally unlimited—it’s important to be even more tuned-in to the smallest of tells, to be able to anticipate not only their most likely reaction, but multiple less likely reactions as well, just in case, before making a move.
So, no, this gift isn’t something anyone should flippantly accept; it’s not something you can take in then set aside. Some might take offense to the comparison, but it’s almost parallel to someone giving you a pet as a present. If you accept the new pet, you can’t just say “thanks” and then ignore it. You have to accept all the work and care that comes along with it. Yes, it’s a gift, one that will bring endless amounts of joy, but only if you put in the extensive effort it takes from the moment you agree to the ownership. Otherwise, you’re an abusive asshole. Turning it down in the first place would’ve been the more responsible, respectful thing to do, because it would’ve meant you put that animal’s life and safety at the top of the importance list. If you know you don’t have it in you to take on that extra accountability, and you say that up front, then the gift-giver should put emotions aside and see the value in that refusal, because it came from a good place. A boundary that person has set within themselves.