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A Really Good Glass Of Coke

So, i've been playing at being a slave over the last four months, and it's been very challenging but also very rewarding. One strange thing i've noticed is that 90% of slavery is internal and completely invisible to the Master.

 Last month, my ex-Master asked me for a glass of Coke. i ran (heh... yeah, i ran) to the kitchen to get Him one. First, i chose the best glass in the cupboard: non-chipped and free of water spots. Just to make sure, i swirled some water in it and poured it out. i made sure the water was cold, so the glass would be pre-chilled. i got five of the most perfect ice cubes from the freezer, and poured the Coke slowly to minimize spills or bubbles. i had placed a few cans of Coke in the refrigerator three hours ahead of our meeting, so if He wanted a drink i was prepared. Fetching the drink took less than five minutes, and i rushed back. i turned the glass and held it so His right hand could easily grasp the drink without my fingers getting the way. He took the glass without a thank you, and i sat back down at His feet. 

It's embarassing writing all of this down in LiveJournal. Most of the guys reading this post probably think i'm silly or a freak (at best). But this was the kind of method i used to remind myself of my slavery and my place. i didn't want any pat on the head or praise for the extra-special service. In fact, i tried hard for my Master *not* to notice the hard work i was doing. At the end of the day, the only important thing is that my Master got a kick-ass glass of Coke served to Him. 

It's kind of lonely, doing all this internal work and not getting any congratulations for it. i can't say that i'm the world's best slave, either. i have a tendency to spend all that effort preparing the can of Coke, only for my master to say, "I asked for a Sprite!" i'm kind of ADD, and orders can go in one ear and out the other. i hate if the Master thinks my inattentiveness is done out of disrespect - it's usually that i'm too excited to listen carefully. i've learned that i have to use many tools to do a good job at slavery: write down what i heard and confirm it with the Master, make lists of things to do, and focus focus focus. Of course, punishment is a very good way to sharpen my mind as well! 

Last night, i tried to get back into slave mode. i wanted to serve a friend of mine at a party we were going to. He agreed to this, but wasn't sure what service i could provide: it was a party of pretty vanilla people. So, no kneeling, don't make a fuss, nothing sexual. Still, i made some preparations. i brought a gift (something free but the thought that counted): i burned some CDs from one of my favorite comedians, Bill Hicks. i think my friend will like Hicks' monologues - he has a similar sense of humor. i went to the bank and got $10 worth of single dollar bills. i wasn't sure if it was proper to offer to pay my friend's door fee for the party, but at the very least i thought it would nice to be able to break a five or ten if he needed it. i tried to arrive early to help carry his bags for me and set things up the way he wanted. i wore shorts, because my friend once said i had nice legs. 

i once got to serve my friend Master JW for a weekend. He is a very wise man, and taught me a lot. One thing he warned me about is not to serve a Master that has no idea you are serving him. It's not a hard-and-fast rule: for example, some uncollared slaves put a lot of time into public service and charity work as a method of serving. But to do things for a Master that are unasked-for and unappreciated is asking for trouble. In the worst case, the slave is merely providing the level and type of service the *slave* wants to give. The slave might want to cook breakfest in bed, regardless if the Master even likes food served that way. Sure, a lot of the things a slave can come up with on their own are pretty good ideas: backrubs, flowers, gifts, blowjobs. But it's not really slavery, it's more like just being a very thoughtful friend. It's a different thing to follow orders, particularly when the orders are difficult or painful. 

So, did i have a good time at the party last night? Definitely. Did my attempt at slavery work? Um... not really. It was quite laid-back. i am happy to think my friend had a good time. i tried to make things go smoothly: casual conversation, drinks, jokes. A hearty fellowship and a merry parting. Nothing too heavy. i really enjoyed being around him, and i hope this leads to a deeper relationship in the future. Do i think my friend noticed i was trying to serve? Not until he reads this post! {grin}

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No, i don't think friendship and slavery are the same thing.

I puzzled over this problem last month... why would *anybody* want to throw a dinner party? I mean, you have to spend money, do the cooking, and when the guest come over, you wait on them hand and foot. IS it just so you can show off your house and possessions? I mean, I understand the desire to have a fun evening, but even in poor cultures with little or no food, they still will sit you down and give you way too much dinner. It must be some primal human need to feed.

"why would *anybody* want to throw a dinner party?
Some of the fondest memories I have over the last 25 years have been of intimate dinner party/soiree type candlelight suppers. Sure some use it as a chance to show off their home and decorations but not always. A group of friends getting together for a glorious evening of nice food, wine, relaxing atmosphere and conversation it one of life's greatest joys, I have found.

I remember every dinner party I've ever been to. They can tend to be rare as everyone is so busy and hectic and who has time to throw one.

As an example of one I went to years ago, it was a small one with 6 guests, formally attired is full leather, the hosts being a leather couple but not out to impress. Even tho they had a million dollar penthouse condo that was the envy of everyone at the party, the warmth of the get-together was the thing.

Looking back it was such an amazing evening, everyone had such a great time, I have photos from it I cherish to this day and will never forget that dinner party, ever. One of the hosts and one of the guests from that evening has since passed away so all the more I cherish having been invited to that party as I reminisce.

It is true that to give a party like that is a great gift to your friends and they know it. Expensive for sure but it needn't be. BYOB and potlucks also make things more affordable. Hopefully reciprocation evens the score but I've never given a party with the expectation of a return invite.

Great dinner parties are a gift for your guests to cherish and if you did it right, they'll always remember that evening fondly;-)

Edited at 2008-05-01 09:28 pm (UTC)

Oh yeah, i *love* dinner parties too! i love a place where people can interact without loud music.

i was actually being rather esoteric. My point is that from an economic viewpoint, the person throwing the dinner party has nothing to gain. Looked as an example of game theory, the "proper" strategy would be go to *other* people's hoses and use their food and supplies (or to arrange potlucks, as you suggest).

And yet, I love inviting people over to my house and doing all the cooking and all the work and not letting them pay. My question was, "why?" It doesn't make sense logically.

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