The Merit of Submitting

The fact of sending someone a brief message, like "Here at six. I don't tolerate tardiness" or "Show up in perfect review condition. Remember the instructions I've already given you", "Don't come without having done your laxative beforehand" and receiving a stranger, one or two hours later in your home has its merit. And I won't be the one to deny it.

One must experience, I think, the quick and effective satisfaction that many would aspire to, despite being an achievement of little effort, superficial and somewhat short-sighted, as it's based on sowing in already fertile ground, that is, it doesn't cost much to subdue someone who is eager to be subjugated. (Don't interpret this as a criticism born of envy)

In some cases, the fertile ground is also fertilized by extortion, blackmail, threats, or any circumstance in which one of the two acquires and can enjoy a privileged situation. The excitement is greater in many cases, fundamentally because the one who obeys enjoys their condition of knowing they are forced. (Here, each one takes their own...)

However, as in video games, whoever advances to the next screen must know how to put into practice infinitely more elaborate abilities, which I won't pretend to boast about.

There's a truth that not everyone is aware of: a vocative, an insult, a verbal humiliation, a comment seeking to provoke, words loaded with cruelty and intention to humiliate, a public exhibition of the power one has over another can cause a thousand times more harm than two open-handed slaps or a man's belt on your buttocks. (Or can provoke more pleasure in the one receiving it all)

Whoever, through mental force or small doses of that drug that calms the need to be punished, makes the submissive fall, without realizing it, into one trap after another, making them slide inexorably down a slope that leads to a void from which only the master could save them, is the possessor of the true power of submission.

Whoever investigates the past of a weak and easily controllable being, whose life has consisted of a continuous string of failures, shame, and silences, and then uses all this as a lethal weapon that destroys the little self-esteem they have left, that person...

Whoever is aware of the convenience of letting time pass, knowing that every seed planted needs a period to grow and bear fruit, manages to make the one who eventually accepts their belonging to a superior being believe that this is their function and destiny.

Whoever turns another into a mere appendage of themselves achieves making them accept their weakness and renounce their right to be free, becoming a being stripped of their will.

When, with the patience and cold blood of a military expert, one succeeds in taking away someone's self-regard and nullifying their natural instinct of self-defense, the strategy is served, and all that's left is for that sad someone to verify the undeniable weakn...