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No Fear

June 10th, 2008

At 8:30 in the morning it was already 80 degrees out. Gonna be another scorcher. Thank goddess Master put the air conditioners in this weekend. Hopefully we’ll have the money this year to buy the third one we can do without but would really like to have in the bedroom for hot nights. An Energy Star, of course.

Master gave me permission to sit in the front room so I gathered all the fixings for a comfortable morning on the couch. With blogging and writing to do, that makes sense, right? Except I’ve got dishes and laundry to do as well… Ah well. One way or another it’ll all get done. It always does.

Kaya posed a question to the masses about fearing one’s owner. The quote she offered up was:

“Being afraid of your master is not a good thing. Ever.”

Without context, it’s not always easy to make these types of judgment calls. Even for myself. I’m not sure where she pulled it from. I’m not even entirely sure how I feel about it. This might be a rambly, disjointed post. Just a warning.

I guess it really depends on what kind of fear we’re talking about.  Which means I guess I don’t agree with that statement. Not entirely.

Some say it’s good for a slave to fear her owner. They say it promotes obedience and respect. I say respect formed out of fear isn’t respect at all. No matter which way you slice it; respect born of fear is simply surrendering to the will of a tyrant.

Some masters and slaves are looking for this type of relationship. Even crave it. Need it. They enjoy being abuser/victim or tyrant/loyal subject or captor/captive… whatever labels you prefer. However, it’s not for everyone. And some people flat out believe that it’s wrong. That it’s not the way this type of relationship should be approached.

There are many different types of fear and not all of them are bad. I’m going to look at this based on the assumption that the person making this statement was speaking of fearing severe, permanent damage such as losing a limb or suddenly finding oneself dead. Loss of control on the part of the master.

I personally think a slave shouldn’t (have to) fear these things. For a couple of reasons.

  1. She should have done her research. Before entering into a relationship in which abuse is often the name of the game, she should be sure that the man she chooses to be with is on the same page as she is.
  2. Depending on the relationship, these types of things may absolutely be the master’s right. I know in ours it is. That doesn’t mean He’ll follow through. As a matter of fact, I’m pretty confident that Master won’t ever do anything that would hinder my ability to serve Him. But I said “anything and everything” when I gave myself to Him.
  3. Most sane masters won’t do anything to hinder the service capabilities of their slaves. Just as they will strive to protect and care for their automobile to prevent having to spend money on repairs or a new vehicle, they will strive to keep their property healthy and in full working order. They really don’t like doing dishes or laundry and cooking’s only fun when you’re cooking for someone.

I’m not saying she can’t fear these things. I’m just saying she shouldn’t have to if she doesn’t want to.

Now, if we’re talking fear of (a particular) punishment or fear of a particular scene or fear of disappointing the master… Personally I feel these types of fears are very necessary. But they don’t mean you’re afraid of your owner.

Once again I say, fear usually involves the unknown. You know your owner. You know what he’s capable of and, to some extent, what he’s not, what he likes and what he doesn’t, what he’ll do and what he won’t. There are some unknowns in all of those but very few. Even in a relationship where the master and slave prefer to keep each other just barely within arms reach for whatever reason the slave can rattle off any number of things she knows about the master in a matter of seconds. It’s a requirement of being a slave.

The main reasons for fear in a solid relationship are eliminated. The slave knows (or should) her owner will not murder her. He will not do irreparable damage. It’s going to hurt… a lot. But, barring some horrible accident, she will survive. So what’s there to be scared of?

The amount of pain? The duration of the scene? The depth of subspace? The implements? All those things are fun to fear (provided we’re not in trouble). They make our pussy clench as we melt into helpless puddles of slave goo. They remind us how much we enjoy this part of the game. They give our adrenaline a kick start, allowing us junkies just the tiny taste we need to really make us crave it.

But are we really afraid of our masters? I’m not.

I’m afraid of disappointing Him. I’m afraid of giving Him a reason to punish me. I’m afraid of deserving punishment that is too much for me to take. And I’m afraid of no longer being worthy of being owned by Him. But I’m not afraid of Him.

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