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"Is that what you see this becoming? A surrender of who you are? That, my dear, could only happen if you allow it to, and I think we both already know you never will. And I wouldn't want you to." It struck her that what he had said was exactly what she was afraid of. She did not want to surrender who she was even to him. She noticed he was quiet and imagine he was thinking about something.
She looked at him as he spoke, "I don't know how to say what I want to next without sounding manipulative, but it's the only way I can think of at the moment." She nodded her head signaling that she was ready to hear what he had to say with an open mind. She realized that this conversation was as difficult for him as it was for her. It struck her that he had to care for her to put so much effort into explaining what she needed to know.
"There's nothing saying a relationship such as the one you're imagining can't be loving. One partner takes on the role of protector, the other the role of protected. There are responsibilities to both roles. Trust me when I tell you I would never do anything, or ask you to do anything that would do you harm. That's one of the responsibilities of my role. She realized that was what she was afraid of. That he would hurt her in some way if she submitted to him totally. It was very inviting to think of him as her protector. She had fumbled through life feeling unsure and vanurable and here was a man who wished to protect her.
"The role I'm asking of you is truly the one with the power. It may seem the opposite, but believe me when I tell you different. Never did I say you couldn't say 'no.' There may be consequences to such a response, but you always have the option. If I ever asked anything beyond your ability, I would expect you to tell me so. Beyond your comfort level is another matter. That's another of my responsibilities: to expand your experience and show you that things you may be afraid of are really nothing as frightening as you've imagined them to be. She spoke up at last, "So when I am frightened of something you want to do, I should just tell you I am frightened and you will stop and explain it to me without getting angry? What kind of punishment would you give me if I still didnt want to do it? Would you just walk away? Like you almost did today?
"I'm only trying to help you find the potential you haven't seen in yourself. As I've told you many times, you're a beautiful woman, but I get the impression you've never seen yourself as such. Much of what I've found so far in these drawers tells me that much. She lowered her eyes and blushed as he had hit a sore spot with her.
"Tell me this: At any time during your day, do you feel good about yourself and feel a thrill of pleasure at the praise - even self-issued - you receive from it? Have you felt that thrill from praise from anyone at any time during the last month?" He hit as sore spot with his statement. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I dont think I am attractive at all. I think men give compliments because they want me to have sex with them.""
She looked at him as he spoke, "I don't know how to say what I want to next without sounding manipulative, but it's the only way I can think of at the moment." She nodded her head signaling that she was ready to hear what he had to say with an open mind. She realized that this conversation was as difficult for him as it was for her. It struck her that he had to care for her to put so much effort into explaining what she needed to know.
"There's nothing saying a relationship such as the one you're imagining can't be loving. One partner takes on the role of protector, the other the role of protected. There are responsibilities to both roles. Trust me when I tell you I would never do anything, or ask you to do anything that would do you harm. That's one of the responsibilities of my role. She realized that was what she was afraid of. That he would hurt her in some way if she submitted to him totally. It was very inviting to think of him as her protector. She had fumbled through life feeling unsure and vanurable and here was a man who wished to protect her.
"The role I'm asking of you is truly the one with the power. It may seem the opposite, but believe me when I tell you different. Never did I say you couldn't say 'no.' There may be consequences to such a response, but you always have the option. If I ever asked anything beyond your ability, I would expect you to tell me so. Beyond your comfort level is another matter. That's another of my responsibilities: to expand your experience and show you that things you may be afraid of are really nothing as frightening as you've imagined them to be. She spoke up at last, "So when I am frightened of something you want to do, I should just tell you I am frightened and you will stop and explain it to me without getting angry? What kind of punishment would you give me if I still didnt want to do it? Would you just walk away? Like you almost did today?
"I'm only trying to help you find the potential you haven't seen in yourself. As I've told you many times, you're a beautiful woman, but I get the impression you've never seen yourself as such. Much of what I've found so far in these drawers tells me that much. She lowered her eyes and blushed as he had hit a sore spot with her.
"Tell me this: At any time during your day, do you feel good about yourself and feel a thrill of pleasure at the praise - even self-issued - you receive from it? Have you felt that thrill from praise from anyone at any time during the last month?" He hit as sore spot with his statement. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I dont think I am attractive at all. I think men give compliments because they want me to have sex with them.""