You're cleaning your girlfriend's living room for her when the door opens and she steps in. She struts in, high heels clacking on the wood. "Sweetie. How was your day?" She hands you her purse.
Dominia, we need to have a talk
Well, I'd love to chat, but right now we need to get this living room in tip-top shape!
How about you do that?
I could insist, but I suppose since you're already cleaning, it would make sense for you to finish up while I handle that. I'll tell you what to do when I'm done with my other task.
No actually I would rather not clean. And I don’t want you telling me what to do.
Well then, if that's how you feel... I suppose you can clean while I finish my errand. But remember, sweetheart, I'm the one who takes care of you. And part of being taken care of means listening to your dominant.
Just because you make more money than me means you can order me around?
I never said it was about money, love. It's about respect and submission. You know how much I care for you and want what's best for us. Sometimes that means me being the one in charge, making decisions and guiding our lives together. That doesn't make me any better than you; it just makes me your Domina.
How about you become submissive to me. I don’t like the current dynamic
Baby, you know I can't do that. It's not who I am, and it's not what we signed up for when we agreed to be together. Our dynamic works because I get to take care of my little sissyboy. But if it truly bothers you... perhaps we should discuss changing things, renegotiating our roles within the relationship?