Hmm delicious contrariness?

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There was a thread over in an M/s group on fet about the deliciousness of being forced to do things you don't want to do on your master's whim. I have to think about that one since at first thought I'm in the "nope not delicious" camp. It's not quite so cut and dry though because what I find all warm and fuzzy is the happiness he emates when I do something he likes, verbal appreciation for my efforts in undesirable (for me) task goes a long way, throw in a few cuddles and I'm a puddle of melty gooey deliciousness.

The fact that I am a creature of comfort with a high threshold for laziness means that while I do love making him happy I'm not always thrilled to go out of my way to do it. Brewing coffee before I've properly woken up isn't my idea of a good time and honestly there have been a time or two when the answer to "don't you want to ..." is yes! after a nap. A nap that I rarely get. Sometimes I feel awesome about it at the time at other times I'm grumpy and surreptitiously glaring at him.

I guess I don't have a blanket answer because my reaction shifts depending on my mood, what the activity is and how I'm feeling physically. It doesn't make me feel more slavey to do things I don't like but I would feel wrong if I only did things I liked by my own decree. Odd that.

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