Ramblings from Along the Path
I found this some years ago, wish I knew who to credit. A bit cheesy, but kinda neat nonetheless:
A couple vacationing in Europe went strolling down a little street and saw a quaint little gift shop with a beautiful teacup in the window. The lady collected teacups and she wanted this one for her collection, so she went inside to pick up the teacup, and as the story goes the teacup spoke and said:
I have been asked recently, and often in the past, what I was – bottom, submissive or slave. My answer to this question is that I am a servant. For me it is quite simple, I serve my dominant, hence I am a servant. Service to me is all encompassing; it is not just the domestic ”molly maid” version that some think of when they think of service.
It means serving him in all ways that he requires. I am maid, cook, laundress, chauffer, gofer, sex servant, bottom, submissive, slave, carpenter, office assistant, computer technician, etc. I am what he needs me to be and what pleases him.
Over the time I have been on my personal journey in submissiveness, I have come to learn several things about myself as well as the BDSM community. One factor of myself is that I am very much service oriented, yet I find many in our community do not understand how a submissive can be service oriented and from where they gain their pleasure. Many have joked, ”if there are any service submissives about, I could use a housekeeper.” And I hope in what I write here these views can be turn to a better comprehension.