Friday, January 29, 2010

Motivation

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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