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Showing posts with label Trust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trust. Show all posts

Sunday, June 28, 2026

Questions?

 Questions aren’t rebellion; they’re often about understanding and deepening trust. 

A slave asking thoughtful questions shows they’re invested in the dynamic. Of course, timing and tone matter—questions might be reserved for a specific time or method, depending on the rules. 

But ultimately, a thriving M/s relationship is still a human one—questions help keep everyone on the same page.

A strong, confident Master should be able to handle questions and use them as opportunities to clarify, guide, or reassure. 

If questions are always seen as disobedience, communication breaks down. It’s healthier if the Master can differentiate between genuine curiosity or concerns and actual defiance. 

A bit of openness to dialogue, even in a structured way, can actually reinforce authority—not weaken it.

Consistency

 Consistency is like the backbone of trust in a D/s dynamic. 

It’s not just about following rules; it’s about creating a steady rhythm where both partners know what to expect. When boundaries, rituals, communication styles, and even the structure of check-ins stay consistent, the submissive feels safe and the dominant feels stable in their role.

It’s less about perfection and more about showing up with reliability—because when things get intense (and they will), that consistency is what keeps the dynamic grounded and mutually empowering.

A submissive puts her trust in him to keep her safe. She listens to him and trusts that he will do what he says he will do. Follow-through is where a dominant’s integrity shines or falls apart. When a dominant says they’ll do something—whether it’s enforcing a boundary, supporting a need, or even delivering a consequence—actually doing it builds trust and respect. If promises get dropped, the foundation of safety can get shaky. So really, follow-through is the glue that holds the power exchange together.

A Master/slave relationship 

In an M/s setup, the structure’s definitely more rigid—the Master has authority, and the slave consents to that. 

But here’s the thing: even with that power exchange, the relationship still needs a foundation of care. A responsible Master doesn’t just ignore the slave’s well-being. Instead, they stay attuned to it—maybe not by giving equal decision power, but by ensuring the dynamic is safe, consensual, and sustainable.

 It’s about the Master leading with responsibility—so the slave’s emotional and physical needs are honored, even if the power dynamic is asymmetrical.


A woman can not submit if she is in survival mode

 Submission requires safety. 

Survival requires self-protection. 

Submission flourishes in safety, not in survival. When someone is fighting to feel secure, trust and surrender become much harder to offer.

When a submissive is in survival mode, the most noticeable change is often that her behavior shifts from trust-based submission to self-protection. From the outside, it can look like she's still "being a good sub," but internally, her motivation has changed.

While every person is different, there are common patterns.

She becomes very quiet.

She stops asking for what she needs. Instead of saying: "Master, I'm struggling."

She thinks: "If I don't say anything, maybe I won't make things worse." Silence becomes a form of protection.

She becomes hypervigilant.

She's constantly trying to read every text, every pause, every change in tone. Questions race through her mind:

  • "Did I do something wrong?"

  • "Is he upset?"

  • "Am I not enough?"

  • "Why is he pulling away?"

Her nervous system is scanning for danger instead of relaxing into trust.

She obeys—but without peace.

This is one of the biggest differences. Healthy submission often feels intentional and connected.

Survival-mode submission feels like: "Just tell me what you want so I don't disappoint you."

The behavior may look the same, but emotionally it's very different.

She stops bringing up problems.

Not because everything is okay but because she has decided they won't matter.

She may think: "He has enough going on.", or "I don't want to be needy.", or "I'll wait." or "A good slave shouldn't ask." Over time, this becomes emotional isolation. She begins to question her emotions and her own worth. 

She disconnects from herself.

She starts ignoring her own feelings. Instead of asking: "What do I need?" She asks: "What does he need me to be?" Eventually she may not even recognize her own needs or wants anymore. She questions her own thinking.

She overthinks everything.

A delayed response becomes evidence. A cancelled evening becomes proof. A short text becomes rejection. When you're in survival mode, the brain fills in missing information with worst-case scenarios because uncertainty itself feels threatening.

She becomes emotionally exhausted.

She may still smile. She may still call him "Master." She may still serve. But underneath she's tired not physically but emotionally. Keeping yourself safe all day takes an enormous amount of energy.

She loses her sense of security.

Submission requires believing: "Even if things are hard, we're okay."

Survival mode says: "At any moment I could lose this relationship."

That insecurity makes it difficult to relax into vulnerability. She is on guard all the time. 

She may become one of two extremes.

Some people become very clingy. They seek constant reassurance. They check in frequently fearing abandonment

Others become:

Very independent

"I don't need anything." Or when asked they say, "I'm fine." or "Whatever you want."

Ironically, both behaviors can come from the same underlying fear. 


What she is feeling inside

A submissive in survival mode often isn't thinking about obedience first.

She's wondering:

  • "Am I still important?"

  • "Do I still belong?"

  • "Am I safe with him?"

  • "Can I trust that he'll be there?"

  • "If I tell him what I'm feeling, will he move toward me or away from me?"

Until those questions begin to feel settled, it's difficult for her nervous system to fully rest.

When a submissive starts protecting herself from the relationship instead of resting inside it, the dynamic has shifted. The goal isn't simply to restore obedience—it's to restore the conditions where trust feels possible again.


Saturday, October 19, 2013

My Dear Sir


A glance, a hand extended
The warmth obvious
A haven, a shelter
Extended and freely given
Asking nothing but response
Response given
Is one of adoration
And caring
To be so cared for
With no expectations
Except to be who I am

Friday, June 3, 2011

More on Trust

Still thinking about trust.... so difficult to understand how it works. When you meet someone, there is an initial giving of trust. Superficial, of course. No expectations except that the person respond in an appropriate manner. We find that we enjoy the conversation and like the answers to our questions. Then we extend a little more trust, we begin to share something of ourselves. Again, the expectation is that the other person will accept that information and share something of themselves. After all, knowing each other is the basis of a relationship.

The way we react to someone is based on previous relationships. Sometimes, we repeat the same process over and over. Do we not learn?

Well that depends. It depends on whether we understand our reactions. And it depends on the other person too. We are not always able to recognize when we react to something in a negative way. And if the other person does not catch the signs,  then we are doomed to repeat the same mistake.

That is when trust comes in. When we trust someone and open up a little of ourselves, we are trusting or expecting that they will be able to recognize the negative reactions and help us through them.
That is a lot to put on someone. And that is why so many fast, hot relationships break apart so quickly.
Each person has those expectations or trust in the other.
The relationship falls apart and each looks at the other and is determined not to "trust" again.

Then the wall comes up. You can call it anything you want, but all it means is that we fear.
We fear our needs and wants. Are we looking for too much, are we looking for something that doesn't exist?
We fear letting ourselves open to another. We are so unsure of ourselves, of what we see as truth.
We fear being hurt again. We fear the defeat we felt not so long ago.

What is trust? Do we need it? Can we have a relationship without it?
                                                                       

                                                              

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Trust

Funny word trust. We use it all the time. People throw it around like it was a penny. Has it lost it's meaning?

What does it mean? There are different kinds of trust. I trust that the sun will come up tomorrow. I trust that there is gas flowing from the gas pump.
What about the trust we put in strangers? I trust the cook in a restaurant to cook my food well. I trust the sales clerk to give me the correct change. (Some of you may count it every time, but I know most of you don't)

Then there is emotional trust. That is the one we talk about the most, the one we think about the most. What is it to trust someone? What does that mean?
We place something of ourselves in their hands. We let them in. Wait!! Let them in where? When we trust someone, we let them see our innermost thoughts and feelings. The ones that we don't show a stranger because we know that stranger would walk away. Well some thoughts aren't that bad, but you know what I mean.

How do we trust? Is it something the other person says? "Trust me." Is that all it take?
For some it is hard, it is like climbing a mountain to give trust. Why is that? Well they will tell you because their trust has been broken before.
So in reality it is not you they don't trust, it is themselves. We don't trust ourselves to make good choices.

So when we don't trust, who are we hurting? What do we miss out on?
I know, you can say that there is less pain that way. And I may disagree. Not trusting anyone, leaves one very lonely. Is that not painful? Look at the number of songs written about loneliness. Being alone hurts.

So, we trust someone. We share ourselves with them. We open our hearts and love them. We expect that they do the same. WAIT!! Who said anything about expectations???
Well isn't that what trust is? Expectations?

We trust someone, the problem comes in when we expect certain responses to that trust. And we don't get it. Then we say our trust is broken. But is it really?

"The key is to get to know people and trust them to be who they are. Instead, we trust people to be who we want them to be - and when they're not, we cry."

We gave the trust. We are the one that put conditions on it. When someone does not live up to those conditions, who has the problem?

I am not saying that it doesn't hurt. It really hurts alot when someone does not live up to what we felt they should. We take back our trust, and we are most upset with ourselves for ever giving it. It hurts. We lose faith in ourselves and we want the other person to take that blame. We need someone else to be the cause of the hurt we have inside. Does that make it easier? I don't think so. I think it makes the hurt linger longer.

So what do we do? Not trust? Without trust, we never really know someone. Without trust, we never really feel safe. Without trust, we never really grow.
Only you can decide if it is worth the risk to trust someone. Only you can decide.

"We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone - but paradoxically, if we cannot trust neither can we find love love or joy"
Walter Anderson

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Wall

I tossed another rock on the pile

Watching it grow higher and higher

Soon no sunlight would be allowed through

I felt my world grow colder and colder

Then the sun came out

Peeking through the rocks

I frowned as it warmed my world

I turned and watched a rock tumble

Then another

Soon the wall of rocks was gone

The sun was bright and warm

I turned and heard a sound

A rock came to rest at my feet

The sun grew cold

My world took on a chill

I tossed another rock on the pile

To build my wall once again