It has been one of those weeks, where everything I run into has something to do with death or planning for death. Last night, it was a post on Fetlife called “The Death Protocol.” Before the comments section descended into an abyss of “M/s is BAD! EVIL!” “No it’s not, you just have no clue” trolling, I asked a question that I’d like to repeat here.
First off, what is meant by “Death Protocol?” It’s an approach taken by some who are in 24/7 Master/slave relationships. Given the uniqueness and intimate bonding and dependency that can form through such a relationship, Masters may come up with a plan for their slaves to be taken care of should the Master pass away first. I’ve heard of setups to where ownership would go to a different Master, or that another Master would assume some form of authority or mentorship or guardianship over the slave during a transition period. This can also extend to financial security and housing as well, should that be required.
I’ve written before about the need for estate planning for Masters and slaves, and this is an extension of that. Slave angie and I have planned this, although for her, a better fit was to have the support and interaction from our leather club as well as M/s folks around the Great Lakes region.
However, the point I wanted to bring up was this:
.. in my case, there is the real possibility that slave angie might pass before I do, given health issues. She has voiced her concerns for my well-being — that sword cuts both ways.
What are YOU going to do if your slave were to pass before you?
I don’t have a good answer to that in our case, because in all honesty, I think my first instinct is to engage in some activity that is monastic in nature. After a relationship like this, I’m not sure how likely I am to want to go that deep again, or even if I could.
So I don’t have an answer for myself. For what I would do. Now, I could puff the chest out and intone that I can survive, and yes, I could… but I’m not sure I would want to engage in M/s after this. There’s the real possibility that this is it… that should angie pass, I have gone so deep with her, I’ve plumbed those depths to a point where I don’t think I can imagine doing this with anyone else in the same way, with the same focus and intensity. I’m not sure I could or would want to. So when I jokingly say I would go monastic, there’s a tone of seriousness in that. The only intense thing I can think of that would match the intensity I feel in this relationship is one found in such a life.
Maybe that’s weird — I have said that M/s is on the edge and you should probably expect the unexpected out of those of us who are there.