#protocols
We play by the house rules.
Lala’s book is full of fun and kinky little rules for a little slave to follow while hoping to worship the feet of his attractive teacher!
“… And then you’ll bow your head down, mouth, nose and forehead touching the floor; palms too, by the side of your bowing head and maintain that position until I give you further instructions or until I leave the room… After all, it’s all about introducing and maintaining protocols that reflect our respective positions in life!”
Life can be cruel, thrusting you alone into something that you have no precedent for, no experience to draw from and nothing to guide you. You can't intrinsically deal with the realisation of your submission, because it’s not an intrinsic issue. You’re not submissive genetically, just as much as you’re not an extrovert genetically, or a bookworm. I’m sure genes play a part, but it’s just as much in the process as the ingredients. That’s what the amateur sociologist in me says, anyway.
So, naturally, you turn to those more knowledgeable than yourself. The Dominants, the kinksters, the submissives, the slaves, the masters, the lifers. Those who have been doing this for a long time, and turn up at the Munches looking like aging secret agents who haven’t quite given up on leather as a fashion statement yet. Shared glances under secretive eyes, inside jokes and welcoming arms. It’s a massive comfort. I get it.
But I want to throw in a conflicting philosophy for you, because if you do go to a Munch, or talk to people involved in D/s online, or even mention it in passing to someone who likes to tie people up, or being tied up, you’re going to, eventually, have someone tell you that there are rules and protocols and standard practice that you mustfollow.
I’m not talking about safety rules. Safe, sane and consensual is always applicable, and that’s the kind of tenet that you should have tattooed on your soul. Always in mind, never forgotten. That sort of thing is fucking essential, and if you throw that out of the window you’re being very stupid.
What I’m talking about are people trying to dictate your attitudes to your Dominant, or your Dominant’s attitudes towards you. Those who say that you have to have certain rules in place for it to even be considered a D/s relationship. I’m headed into the extreme of the example here, but you get the idea, I’m sure.
The problem is it’s a pretty comforting thing to have. It’s a framework that you can work with, something to fall back on if you ever find yourself lost in a scene, a safety net. It’s at this point that you furrow your brow and look at me with that adorable quizzical expression on your face, and you ask me something like:
“Well if it’s all those good things, why is it a problem?”
Good question, have a biscuit.
Pavlov had a dog. He’d feed it and ring a bell, every day for weeks. Then, after all this time of ringing and feeding, he stopped with the second half. Crazy thing was, the dog started salivating just because he’d heard that bell ringing. His brain had made such a strong link between the sensation of eating the food and hearing the bell that they were the same thing in its head.
I always felt incredibly sorry for that dog. Thought it was going to get some food, and all it got was some stupid bell. Pavlov was an arse.
Honestly, I don’t know if this is going to be as big an issue for them as it is for me, but I don’t want to be Pavlov’s dog. I don’t want to have someone else’s ideas, decided by them (or, more likely, the people before them, and before them, and before them, ad infinitum), making links in my head about the way I live my life. And D/s is such a big part of my life that to have someone else’s ideas about it dictating my behaviour is genuinely scary.
Far more importantly is that D/s is such an unfathomably broad umbrella of things that to be prescribed to anything without your explicit considered thought and decision is doing a disservice to yourself. Yes, you’re new and completely overwhelmed with the options and choices presented to you, but that’s not an excuse to blindly follow the first dogma placed in front of you.
You don’t have to call your Dominant ‘Sir’, or 'Master’, or anything. You can call him by his first name, his surname, or an invented name that you’ve come up with together, that means something to you. Just because something is accepted practice doesn’t mean it has to be your accepted practice.
Just because you’re in a D/s relationship it doesn’t mean you have to be in a sadomasochistic one. Just because you want to be owned doesn’t mean you have to be spanked, or tied up, or anything. I’m going to give this next sentence its own paragraph.
You do not have to do anything you do not want to do.
This is your fucking life, and your fucking relationship. Have it however you want it, so long as you’re both happy. Do the things you want to do, and leave the rest of them on the buffet for other people to enjoy. Mob rules are, by and large, the most ill-informed, idiotic rules that exist. So don’t go with the mob. Find an alleyway away from the crowd and start making out. You’ll have much more fun, I promise.
Build your own damn house. If you want to use bricks and support beams that other people give you, then that’s absolutely fine. Just think about it for a while, make sure that you really want those bits and pieces of other people’s lives become bits and pieces of yours. Because, if you leave it long enough, you’re going to have a hell of a time getting them out.
And you don’t want to be the dog salivating when the bell rings. Trust me.
Somewhat related part one here, about approaching D/s with a partner that isn’t into D/s. Yet.
I had a conversation with a cop last night about how they perceive BDSM practices and what you should do if the cops come calling at your door because a neighbor has complained about ‘Loud Noises’ coming from your home. Here is what he told me:
If a cop comes to your door from a noise complaint, and you are in the middle of a BDSM scene, the first thing you need to understand is what the cops are going to be looking for and what kind of action they may take on questioning you. Be HONEST with the cops, tell them that you are engaged in sexual activity and that it is consensual. Both partners should be talking directly to the cop, but if the cop notices the female looking towards her partner before answering questions, this would be taken as a red flag and a sign of potential abuse. So you must break all of your D/s expectations during this conversation. Some Dominants may have rules for their submissive about talking to other men, making eye contact with other men etc… But when dealing with the police at your door, these rules need to be suspended. You should acting like any other vanilla couple that are simply engaging in some kinky sexual practices.
The Cops will most likely separate both partners for questioning, asking what is going on, but paying special attention to the female partner, asking her questions such as; are you here against your will? Are you being hurt? Do you wish to leave? The female needs to make it clear that they are NOT being hurt and are simply taking part in adult sexual activity that IS consensual. They may also ask to come in and have a look around to satisfy themselves that all is well. So be prepared to discretely conceal any whips, floggers, knives etc before opening the door. Providing that the accounts of what is going on they get from both partners match, then the cops will most likely just ask you to keep the noise levels down and be out of your hair quickly. They have much more pressing issues to deal with than interrupting two consenting adults from enjoying themselves in the privacy of their own home.
When I asked the Cop about what would happen if the couple were participating in edge play such as blood play, and the female was bleeding from an inflicted wound, then his answer was loud and clear. The person that inflicted the wound, whether inflicted consensually or not, would be going to jail that night. The law makes no allowances for consensually allowing yourself to be cut, beaten, whipped, flogged etc. The cop gave me this example… If I was called to a fight outside a bar, and a guy was getting beat on by another, but he tried to tell me that they were ‘ALLOWING’ the other to hit them for some reason, it would make no difference to my interpretation of the law. One was being beaten by the other which is against the law. Whether consent was present or not, the aggressor would be locked up.
In this context, we as BDSM practitioners must be very aware of what we do even in the privacy of our own homes. Understand that there can & will be consequences if the Cops see cuts or bruises on one of the partners during questioning. Talk about it together as a couple, take precautions to ensure that neighbors are not given cause to get involved and call the cops for unusual noises.
Play safe & educate yourself.
A good website to look around at too is http://ncsfreedom.org
Here is a link to an article they have entitled “When the Levee Breaks”
“When the Levee Breaks: A guide to dealing with and avoiding arrest and prosecution in BDSM scenes.“
“When the Levee Breaks” is a companion to the NCSF publication, “The Aftermath,” and is a guide to provide a perspective for those who have, through mistake, misunderstanding, or a fleeting lapse of reason, committed an act of criminally actionable sexual assault. It is not intended to provide a defense for indefensible acts.“When the Levee Breaks” also provides information on how to better protect oneself against arrest and prosecution.”
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more articles in the Library For Kinksters.
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October is Kink Awareness Month. It’s a great time to spread awareness of kink and how to do it safely.
In that spirit I thought this was a piece to share. Kink by it’s very nature exists at the fringe of society. It is misunderstood, and when the uninitiated, or uniformed catch a glimpse of our fun and games, whatever they may be, chances are strong that the authorities will get involved. So if you’re going to be playing then you owe it to yourself and your partner to be prepared for when that happens.
Be prepared, be safe.