submission

Being submissive is not being oppressed.

My new and improved Golden Rule: Dom unto others as you would have God Dom unto you.

How many spanks have you had, Julia?_ Damien asked.__wo, Sir.___hat colour are you on?___ortification,_ she mumbled.

He needed the hand on his shoulder, the kiss to his temple and the hot, ragged breath of his Master over his face.

He had always thought the Holy Grail would be finding a girl who submitted gladly and whole- heartedly to his leadership. Now he saw how much more powerful it was when the surrender was a bit reluctant, when she had to overcome her own strong will before yielding to his. He didn__ want an off-the-shelf submissive after all. He wanted a girl with a mind of her own, whose heart and will had to be tamed, who would submit to him and him alone.

I like the idea of you on an island...""Oh...why's that?" She's squinting up at me, her eyes brighter than the sea in the setting sun."I could keep you all to myself. You'd be trapped, only able to come and go as I please...I'd be your Caesar..."She laughs and reaches her hand out to me, "Don't you already have that power...without need of a sea?

This time his voice comes from the left and I hear his footfall moving around my body as I obey. Suddenly I am all limbs, stretching out to please him. I am absurdly vulnerable and beyond aroused. I want him now.

If he was in danger of anything at all, it was spontaneous submissive combustion due to his master__ teasing.

The craft of a master is not imposing dominance, but winning submission.

Acting so obviously submissive to Max around strangers, I felt a lot of humiliation. The looks from people, the comments. But I also felt this strange sense of pride. I am his possession, his property. And I'm proud of that. I'm proud of how happy I make him.

It's hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are yours. When you can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.

So you__l get your kicks by exerting your will over me.___t__ about gaining your trust and your respect, so you__l let me exert my will over you. I will gain a great deal of pleasure, joy, even in your submission. The more you submit, the greater my joy _ it__ a very simple equation.___kay, and what do I get out of this?__e shrugs and looks almost apologetic.__e,_ he says simply.

I find few more satisfying exhibitions of power and control than deliberately creating desire - only to capriciously deny it...

Bottoming doesn't make you a submissive any more than standing in my kitchen makes you a cook. By the way, while you__e there, please make me a sandwich.

I wanted to let my conscience go, and see how deep I fall.I wanted to let the devil take over, and see if I survive.I love you, Mriga. And for you, I will die.Tonight.

The level of our submission to God will determine our success and prosperity.

If deep in our hearts we suspect that God does not love us and cannot manage our affairs as well as we can, we certainly will not submit to His discipline.

I no longer fear the pain...I fear no release from this torture...knowing that I've hurt him and he can't forgive me...that he won't be able to make me his good girl again.