A hound craves two-way communication, not one-way ordering around. He's your partner, not your servant (and typically they do not let you forget that!). He's got skills and abilities that you could only dream of, and he knows it--so a little respect please for the Great Nose (or the Great Eyes).
. . . and . . . fostered and groomed his independence above every other trait. It is necessary for a working hound, after all. After 9 months in our house, where he was treated just as a beloved pet, played with, engaged with, cuddled with, taken around to see the world, trained, it was a whole different story with him. He plays with me, we snuggle on the couch every evening, he loves to be rubbed and loved on, he expresses his emotions and communicates with us quite openly. Pretty much everyone who has ever met us together has remarked on how firmly lodged up my rear both my dogs are. Marlowe is way in to me, and I am way in to him. He's a very special dog.
But one thing I always must keep in mind with him is that he does not exist for me. He is not my slave or my servant or anything of the sort. He may be my #1 Fan (and I'm his) but he's an autonomous creature with his own agendas and his own thoughts and feelings that may or may not have anything to do with mine. And that experience has been humbling, and fascinating. I really value his autonomy, I don't feel it diminishes him or our relationship at all. It teaches me about myself and my silly ego and my preconceived notions about dogs. My training relationship with him is so much more about the journey than about the destination.