Nicely put, t'Sade.
As for me, I carry my rules at my hip ... six of 'em. They're only for use when someone violates my other rules, the ones I keep inside. They're pretty much the same ones that everyone is supposed to learn from the cradle on up. Lotsa folks seem to have short memories, though, and hafta be reminded.
I reckon I just got myself into trouble on the DGF, because Amy's soi-disant "master" decided to punish her. If the sumbitch did it in front of me, it would have been the last thing he ever did.
I don't care that Amy feels the need to be subservient; that can be cured ... hell, I've cured dogs of that, well, at least as far as their genes would let them go ... but for him to take his insecurities out on her ... my shooting his balls off wouldn't do him any harm; he never had any in the first place.
Reuel Denney used to call me a dinosaur, a vanishing breed. Mebbe he was right, but I sure don't think the world is any better off for lack of folks with a bit of spine.