New Year's Resolution: 128 Slave Rules

[Flaming_Redhead]

Slave Rule #8: i trust my Master: His responsibilities, His skills, His hunger and needs, and His concern for my safety, my emotional, psychological, social, sexual, and physical health.

I trust my Daddy. *fidgets* Okay, I have trust issues. Maybe I don't trust him completely. I don't trust anyone completely. I'm not even sure what it would take for that to happen.

I trust that Daddy takes his responsibility during a scene very seriously. He takes his responsibilities in life very seriously. I trust that he knows what he's doing and would not attempt anything new without researching it first.

I trust that Daddy will use me to satisfy his hunger and needs and not look elsewhere. Here, I've reached the first little twinge of doubt. His hunger and needs. I wish I knew exactly what it is that he hungers for and what he needs, specifically, to be happy. Of course, he needs my submission. DUH! The man remains something of a mystery to me, which just doesn't sit well sometimes. *sigh*

I trust that Daddy is concerned for my safety and takes all necessary precautions.

Uh-oh! I've just had another, even bigger, twinge. *squirms uncomfortably* I don't always think he's concerned about my emotional, psychological or social health. Most of the time, it seems like he is genuinely concerned. He asks me what I'm thinking all the time. However, for some reason, I still won't always tell him what I'm thinking. I get frustrated that we can't seem to ever talk about anything and, therefore, resolve issues. Some of it is my fault for not being forthcoming when he asks me to tell him what's on my mind. For goodness sakes, I still hesitate to tell him what I want during sex! I don't want to tell him what to do. I don't want to be pushy. I don't want to cause stress. When I send him an email, I try to communicate all the thoughts and feelings that I can't put a voice to when I'm with him. It quiets me for a time, but then, the emails go unanswered....a discussion never comes about.....and I know he knows how I feel.....so the problem is that I don't know what he's thinking or how he feels. It's not very reassuring.

I trust that Daddy is concerned about my sexual health. There are no problems to speak of in that department. *blinks* I trust that he is concerned about my physical health. *coughs* Umm....I can think of one time when I was very ill that I would have loved to see him bringing me flowers or something to make me feel better. Granted, we weren't sure what I had and whether or not it was contagious. I had never been so sick in my life, and no one bothered to come check on me or get me anything special to eat or drink. I live with my parents, so I finally told my mom I needed ginger ale and such. *shakes head* Anyway, in the end, I wasn't contagious. I had Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever, which is a tick-borne illness. The fact that Daddy wouldn't come anywhere near me made me feel like he was more worried about himself. I kind of expected it from my family. Don't ask! The moral of the story, I guess, is that he IS concerned about my physical health as he always wants to know what the doctor said and what tests were done, etc. The problem occurs when I don't have a satisfactory answer for him. All of a sudden, I might as well have the freakin' plague! I guess this means he'll never be one to hold my hair out of the way.....

[deigja]

However, for some reason, I still won't always tell him what I'm thinking. I get frustrated that we can't seem to ever talk about anything and, therefore, resolve issues. Some of it is my fault for not being forthcoming when he asks me to tell him what's on my mind. For goodness sakes, I still hesitate to tell him what I want during sex! I don't want to tell him what to do. I don't want to be pushy. I don't want to cause stress. When I send him an email, I try to communicate all the thoughts and feelings that I can't put a voice to when I'm with him. It quiets me for a time, but then, the emails go unanswered....a discussion never comes about.....and I know he knows how I feel.....so the problem is that I don't know what he's thinking or how he feels. It's not very reassuring.

Hi Red
Thats one of my problems too. even if i´m usually quite talkative it´s not easy for me to talk about my feelings, most of the time holding back a little, never opening up fully to anyone...however this is much easier for me in wriitng as i have more time to think about what i want to say and how. I don´t want it to be misunderstood and i´m always a little frigthened about the reaktion that will come... no reaktion at all, which mostly seems to be the case with me, is worst of all. I have to press him for an answer, then feeling bad, but still he always gives me the feeling of him beeing concernes and i mostly feel very comfortable with him. I don´t know what the difference between this guy and others is, somehow i tell him things i hardly realize for my self...Also when they never talk about their own problems..perhaps thinking that the need of help or only understanding is somethind "undomish"..makes them rather seem to have less feelings which i´m sure they don´t have...
I hope you´ll overcome your problem...
greetings to you
deigja

[Flaming_Redhead]

even if i´m usually quite talkative it´s not easy for me to talk about my feelings.....however this is much easier for me in wriitng as i have more time to think about what i want to say and how. I don´t want it to be misunderstood and i´m always a little frigthened about the reaktion that will come... no reaktion at all, which mostly seems to be the case with me, is worst of all.....but still he always gives me the feeling of him beeing concernes and i mostly feel very comfortable with him.....Also when they never talk about their own problems..perhaps thinking that the need of help or only understanding is somethind "undomish"..makes them rather seem to have less feelings which i´m sure they don´t have...

Exactly! I guess we just need to learn how to blurt it all out without worrying what he'll think. Just give me a couple of Ruby Relaxers and I can do anything!

tessa's right, too. *mutters something that sounds suspiciously like as usual* I'm just lookin' at 'em....sniffin' 'em....feelin' 'em....tastin' 'em....'cause you really do have nice tits! Oh, as for the rules, I guess that goes for them, too! *ggls*

[tessa]

Exactly! I guess we just need to learn how to blurt it all out without worrying what he'll think. Just give me a couple of Ruby Relaxers and I can do anything!

~hands Voochi 3 Ruby Relaxers~ That oughta do it.

tessa's right, too. *mutters something that sounds suspiciously like as usual*

I wish. Oh, do I wish.

I'm just lookin' at 'em....sniffin' 'em....feelin' 'em....tastin' 'em....'cause you really do have nice tits! Oh, as for the rules, I guess that goes for them, too! *ggls*

Smart girlie, paying attention to the right things. Besides, I fondle your ass when we dance together, so it's all good.