There is nothing so infuriating as a slave responding to his Mistress' command with, "Yes Mistress." As if a real slave could ever say "No Mistress." Oh, yeah, I know a slave has his needs and desires and that a Mistress must know Her slave and consider these needs so that She may play him like a fine instrument. But "Yes Mistress" reeks of input and opinion. A real slave has none. The correct response is, "Thank You Mistress."
A slave is often a controller. That's why the domination business is brisk (demand and supply, get it?). Don't think there aren't dominant women who want relationships. There are. But just how many women can continually act out a "slave's" script and believe She's the one in charge?
"I want to be whipped like this," or, "I like you wearing this kind of stiletto." Whining orders from a slave who wants things his way. Punters, all of them.
Any slave worth his salt, who wants not the shadow but the thing itself, must eventually trust his Mistress and hand over will, along with cock and balls and anything else She commands. They're not his to begin with. He has nothing but the knowledge that when he wakes up his day is for Her.
All of it, at Her feet, NOW. It's where it belongs, isn't it punter? It never was yours. It belongs to Her, always.
Scrubbing Britannia Canes toilet is the reward. Don't expect to kiss Her feet (something no one is worthy of doing). Don't expect to taste Her whip, or cane. Oh, She may deign to bestow these gifts, but make no mistake, they are gifts. Gifts can not be earned: they are bestowed.
When Britannia Canes tells you to buy Her a pair of supple ankle boots the response isn't, "Yes Mistress," it's "Thank You Mistress." When She has you on leash, crawling beneath Her, and tells you to heel, do not assess the cleanliness of the floor, do not whine about your sore knees, punter, and do not give in to ego. Say, "Thank You Mistress," and then heel. When her precious cane or whip meets your flesh there should be no thoughts like, "Too high," or "Too hard," but rather "Thank You Mistress". Do not identify with the pain. Britannia Canes owns that, too.
Obey Britannia Canes. Perform for Britannia Canes. Worship Britannia Canes. You are a speck of dust on the sole of Her boot and that is your reward.
Thank you Mistress.