Silent Until Spoken To

One night, while out with friends, I couldn't stop talking—I had so much to say. But the next day, my Dom reminded me of one of his cardinal rules: silence until spoken to. It felt stifling at first, a direct contradiction to my outgoing nature. Yet, each time he gently asked me if I was ready to talk, and only then allowed conversation, it became an act of respect and patience between us. It's bizarre how being silenced can be empowering when you're in control of when the words come out, rather than letting them spill without pause.