Free

I'd like to be free. I sometimes think I am, but perhaps that is a figment of my very wild imagination. Because beneath all that lie chains, cuffs and also a collar. And yet I still keep believing that in slavery lies total freedom. Now that's a very mad thought. But so true. Because the collared one is the one who calls the shots. There never really is a dominant creature to subdue another. Better put, no dominant creature will ever throw me in submission. And that is a swell thought. A supposedly subdued creature can decide to go against the grain of obedience, and thus leaving no choice for the dominant one. We all have roles. A dominant role is to keep up with his dominance. A sub's role is to submit, but then she can very well decide not to and make the dominant work very hard. Because a dominant likes to think he is ruling his counterpart. He's not... not ever....