From Kaya...
His parting shot before walking out the door this morning was “maybe stepping up the domestic violence around here will step up the domestic help”.
I gave him the appropriate eye roll and “OooOoooOooh. I’m so scared!” reply.
Kidding! I didn’t. Actually, I might have humped his leg and said “Promise? Do you really promise??”
He told me I was incorrigible.
*giggles* Beloved and I have had parallel exchanges, and I'm often called incorrigible or impossible. And similarly, I don't find such comments to really be motivational. If anything, it makes me more resentful of the chores, tasks, schedules, and all I try to accomplish.
Maybe that makes me a bad sub, but given Beloved's dislike of punishments, I don't think so. Leaving the bdsm to scenes when needed...or desired...is pretty okay with me. I just wish that when Beloved desired to play, I found it easier to submit.
So, what motivates me, if it isn't bdsm? hmmmmmmm...
I absolutely adore when Beloved snuggles me into his arms and tells me what a good job I've done on XYZ. I enjoy the times when he rubs out my shoulders and body, just because *maybe* I've earned a little pampering. I appreciate it when he is willing to make something *I* want to do (like attending MAsT) happen.
With others, it's more vague, I suppose, but compliments, no matter how much I try to put them off, are wonderful. Members of the DOM expressed their enjoyment of supper last Tuesday, and I was curling my toes with delight of having "impressed" them. A "squeeeee" from a surprised friend is a joyous sound to my ears. The "exchange" of services...whether it's being able to beg a presentation space, being taught a skill, or the offer of help when I ask...is a huge reward to me.
Although I (feel like I) complain often, I generally find myself stumbling into bed, exhausted, overworked, and grateful that I've been able to serve.
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