Everyone makes mistakes...but not a Dom...?

[bambina]

"Yeah, I'm late. What the fuck are you going to do about it? That's right, nothing. Go get my fucking dinner ready."

Yes I can see how that can be hot. But I'm afraid of taking it that far. Sometimes I feel like getting treated a little more harshly and, at other times, I feel like it's a downright insult to even be addressed in such ways. I dunno. I guess it's the feminist inside me. As much as I love the idea of being a sub, I hate the idea of becoming a secondary citizen (one time in the course of history for a black person...in America anyways...is enough thank you). It's so hard to keep my public life and personal life separate. On the one hand, I am treated like a cute little coy toy for a big powerful white man who ravages me constantly (with or without my consent) in attempt to help me discover my sexuality (MLKJ would have my head for that). On the other, I'm a hard ass bitch who hates being wrong or told what to do and the last thing she'd do is submit to anyone. Don't play chicken with me in a hallway because we will definitely knock each other over.

Sort of a contradiction and it's so hard to stay in one mind set. I'd get pissed if my Dom called me 'his bitch' but then I'd realize "WHAT? Oh yeah, I'm home and in the bedroom with my Dom. Not in the street." But by that time, the rage has washed over me and I've got to start the 'feel good' process all over again. Matter of fact, I think there is a thread on this. Being a bitch feminist (bitch and feminist are not Synonymous but I am a bitch of a feminist) who has trouble adjusting at times because they are so use to behaving a certain way in public. Does anyone have that link?

[SubmissiveDoll]

"Yeah, I'm late. What the fuck are you going to do about it? That's right, nothing. Go get my fucking dinner ready."

Yes I can see how that can be hot. But I'm afraid of taking it that far. Sometimes I feel like getting treated a little more harshly and, at other times, I feel like it's a downright insult to even be addressed in such ways. I dunno. I guess it's the feminist inside me. As much as I love the idea of being a sub, I hate the idea of becoming a secondary citizen (one time in the course of history for a black person...in America anyways...is enough thank you). It's so hard to keep my public life and personal life separate. On the one hand, I am treated like a cute little coy toy for a big powerful white man who ravages me constantly (with or without my consent) in attempt to help me discover my sexuality (MLKJ would have my head for that). On the other, I'm a hard ass bitch who hates being wrong or told what to do and the last thing she'd do is submit to anyone. Don't play chicken with me in a hallway because we will definitely knock each other over.

Sort of a contradiction and it's so hard to stay in one mind set. I'd get pissed if my Dom called me 'his bitch' but then I'd realize "WHAT? Oh yeah, I'm home and in the bedroom with my Dom. Not in the street." But by that time, the rage has washed over me and I've got to start the 'feel good' process all over again. Matter of fact, I think there is a thread on this. Being a bitch feminist (bitch and feminist are not Synonymous but I am a bitch of a feminist) who has trouble adjusting at times because they are so use to behaving a certain way in public. Does anyone have that link?

lol this made me smile. It's me, in a sense. Though, it's not as true as it used to be. It's taken me a VERY long time to overcome the feelings that I was betraying my entire gender. I was raised by my mother, after her many days of burning bras and fighting for equality, some of that mentality rubbed off.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to be equal. In fact on a very base level, I am equal. My Master does hold me to a higher standard than I would do for myself if I were without Him. But, you can have a D/s relationship without being afraid of overstepping that woman's rights line of thinking. Woman's suffrage will not end simply because some of us choose to be submissive.

In 1920, the year woman's suffrage was pasted into law, women left the marches and the picket lines and went home. Ya know what they did at home? They made dinner, and cleaned up the house, and made sure their husbands were comfortable, and the kids were cared for. At that time, women wanted to be heard. Plain and simple. They were just as intelligent as any man, and were able to make decisions of a political nature. They could go to college! Women were able to break free and do what made them happy. For another 25+ years, what made them happy was to remain home and tend to their husbands and family. Our great-great-grandmothers started this journey, and all they wanted was a voice.

What helped me more than anything in my submission was this question. Once I submit to this man, will I lose my voice; will he hear my words; will he respect my feelings? From there, I made my choices.

[guest010609]

"Yeah, I'm late. What the fuck are you going to do about it? That's right, nothing. Go get my fucking dinner ready."

Yes I can see how that can be hot. But I'm afraid of taking it that far. Sometimes I feel like getting treated a little more harshly and, at other times, I feel like it's a downright insult to even be addressed in such ways. I dunno. I guess it's the feminist inside me. As much as I love the idea of being a sub, I hate the idea of becoming a secondary citizen (one time in the course of history for a black person...in America anyways...is enough thank you). It's so hard to keep my public life and personal life separate. On the one hand, I am treated like a cute little coy toy for a big powerful white man who ravages me constantly (with or without my consent) in attempt to help me discover my sexuality (MLKJ would have my head for that). On the other, I'm a hard ass bitch who hates being wrong or told what to do and the last thing she'd do is submit to anyone. Don't play chicken with me in a hallway because we will definitely knock each other over.

Sort of a contradiction and it's so hard to stay in one mind set. I'd get pissed if my Dom called me 'his bitch' but then I'd realize "WHAT? Oh yeah, I'm home and in the bedroom with my Dom. Not in the street." But by that time, the rage has washed over me and I've got to start the 'feel good' process all over again. Matter of fact, I think there is a thread on this. Being a bitch feminist (bitch and feminist are not Synonymous but I am a bitch of a feminist) who has trouble adjusting at times because they are so use to behaving a certain way in public. Does anyone have that link?

Well, in my book, bdsm can easily work with a double standard. Right off the top of my head, my Master fucks other women- plenty of them. I am not allowed to fuck anyone but him, despite being bisexual and the fact that we could, if he chose, have threesomes. I am not allowed to leave the house without permission, and carrying a certificate of ownership... even then, I'm always with him and it occurs rarely. He goes out nearly daily. There are some things which just are different rules, at least with us. I love it!

Funny you should mention being called "bitch" or "his bitch", since as my username would suggest... that is exactly what he calls me, and refers to me as, at any time and in any place he chooses. Again, I love it.

Also, in case anyone gives a damn , no I'm not a feminist, in the least. Honestly, if I were to have feminist feelings crop up they would feel like a betrayal to myself, my Master, and my life. Please, please don't flame me for this! LOL