1) Master prefers to give direction indirectly, by stating a need or want and leaving slave to know or figure out how to meet the need.
2) Do not disply frustration visually with a wrinkled brow or verbally in the form of sighs or other noises. These expressions of frustration are one of Master's biggest pet peeves.
3) Master expects efficiency. He also expects to see care and forethought put into slave's actions. He gets very upset about accidents. When an accident occures, apologize immedetely, even before you try to correct the situation. Slave will probably receive a lecture in these situations about thinking and using her brain. Be respectful. Do not argue or otherwise try to explain yourself. You will not make a positive impression on Master.
4) Master does not like to have to explain himself. He expects people, and slave particularly, to be smart enough to form conclusions on their own. Along the same lines, he expects slave to watch and observe and listen so that he has to tell her very little. He expects slave to follow without question. He will give her what information she needs when it becomes necessary.
5) Master does not like to hear slave whine or complain. If she has negative comments or thoughts, she should find a constructive way to explain herself or else not say anything at all.
6) Master's wishes are very simple: To have a slave who is slender, sexy, and well mannered. She will keep their home clean, make it welcoming, a retreat from the stresses he faces outside it. She will prepare meals, keep his clothes in good condition, and do errends for him as necessary. At all times she will be cheeful, pleasing, and a joy to have present.
7) Slave must keep in mind that her actions in public are an extention of Master's will as she is his treasured posession. She may go to campus unaccompanied by him if she likes but while there she should conduct herself in a manner that will reflect well on Master.
8) At time Master will want slave to take initiative in their intimacy. She should not depend on him to create all their play encounters. She should be willing to initiate Master's pleasure by restraining her hands without request and/or asking if she may serve Master in this way.
"Your jealousy does not deceive you. It is true that you make me healthy and happy and a thousand times more alive. Yet there is nothing I can do to prevent this happiness from turning against you. The stone also sings more loudly when the blood flows free and the body is at rest. Keep me in this cage, and feed me sparingly, if you dare. Anything that brings me closer to illness and the edge of death makes me more faithful. It is only when you make me suffer that I feel safe and secure. You should never have agreed to be a god for me if you were afraid to assume the duties of a god, and we all know that they are not as tender as all that. You have already seen me cry. Now you must learn to relish my tears. And my neck; is it not charming when, filled with a moan I am striving to stifle, it grows tense and contorted in spite of my attempts to control it? It is all too true that when you come to call on us, you should bring a whip along. And, for more than one among us, a cat o nine tails.
"That joke is in such poor taste! But the fact is you've missed the whole point. And if I were not so madly in love with you, do you think I would dare to speak to you in this way? and betray my peers?
"What constantly betrays you is my imagination, my vague dreams. Then weaken me. Rid me of these dreams. Deliver me. Take whatever steps are required, so that I won't even have time enough to dream of being unfaithful to you. (And reality, in any case is less absorbing.) But first make sure to brand me with your mark. If I sport the mark of your riding crop or your chains, or if I am still wearing those rings in my lips, let the whole world know I am yours. As long as I am beaten and ravished on your behalf, I am naught but the thought of you, the desire of you, the obsession of you. That, I believe is what you wanted. Well, I love you, and that is what I want too.
"If I have ceased, once and for all, to be my own mistress, if my mouth and loins and breasts no longer belong to me, then I become a creature of antoher world, a world in which everything has a new meaning. Perhaps one day I shall have lost all knowledge about myself. Then what will pleasure matter to me, what will the caresses of so many men -- your envoys, whom I am incapable of telling one from the other -- mean to me, when I can no longer compare them to you?"
~~ From the Preface to Pauline Reage's Story of O, written by Jean Paulhan
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