The need to be voiceless
As I have mentioned before I hate being in charge. In my previous incarnation I was the boss. Work was fun but hard. I made the decisions, controlled the fate of my staff, the business. Constantly searching for ways to make things better, make more profit, develop my employees. I worked long hours, stupidly long. I was in charge, responsible, dynamic. I painted on the smile tirelessly. I did my job and then some. I loved it.................I hated it. I wanted someone else to make the decisions, find the solutions.
When I got home it was the same. My husband likes to take a back seat, not make decisions. I would decide what was for dinner, sort out the kids, listen to their problems and help them find solutions. I was screaming for someone else to make a choice, to take the pressure. Yes, of course I told him, we have had many discussions about it. Nothing has changed.
Then my Master came. He takes charge, makes decisions. I have no say. Voiceless. I do as I'm told. I obey. No pressure. No problems. No "thinking outside the box".
Just heady pleasure. My only responsibility is to please.