WolfyMontgomery -> RE: RESISTANCE/REBELLION (11/20/2010 3:46:33 PM)
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Fast reply I can see tons of different sides for reasons of rebellion, being sassy, being a brat or a SAM, etc... Sometimes people aren't happy with the relationship, sometimes they need more structure, sometimes (especially in the beginnings) subs/slaves like to test the limits to see how far they can go or to be sure they will get punished for it, finding the boundaries of the relationship and suchlike. For me, it's none of those things, honestly. I rebel (if you can call it that lol) because I am content, and because there is a very specific feeling that one gets when they are being pushed back down, rather than the feeling merely enforcing that I am down already. I relish that feeling, and reach for it often, so that I can have my reaching hand smacked away and punished (funished?) for pushing. It makes me feel more his property than anything else, knowing that if I am disobedient he will act on it, just as one would a mischievous dog. And that feeling, I can't really begin to describe it, where you know you brought it upon yourself, but you wanted it to happen because you incited it, and you see that look in his face that tells you, "You pulled on the leash, and so I'm going to tug it back to put you in your place." If he just randomly tugged on the leash, it wouldn't be so effective, it wouldn't be the same headspace - in fact, it would probably just hurt and confuse me. And a leash being continuously tugged would just make my neck hurt (harhar). I have to earn that tug on the leash, so to speak. Master and I liken it to a dog chasing cars or a puppy fighting the parent for dominance - neither wants to succeed, but they both do it because they enjoy it. It's a game that I never want to win, because it's the act of playing the game that I enjoy, and winning the game would leave me with something that I wouldn't know what to do with and that I honestly don't want. Call it a competitive nature and I always want to lose. The dog chases cars because it relishes the chase - but what would it ever do with the big hunk of metal and rubber tires, honestly? Nothing, and so it doesn't catch it, just tries to, knowing that it won't, but enjoying the act of trying no less. Granted, I don't actually 'disobey' when I do these things, but rather pretend that I disobeyed - he asks for a whole sandwich. I make a whole and a half, one for myself (I have a smaller stomach) and one for him. When I present him the sandwich, I give him mine, "Oh, I get the big sandwich this time." He puts me in my place, he gets the big sandwich, I get to wait until he finishes to eat my own as punishment, and then I get to taste the sweet sweet reward of being beneath him and under him and pushed back down in my place. He enjoys my acting out almost as much as I do, if not more (I have yet to ask him, but that smirk he gets when I'm leaning over the line tells me that he enjoys what he does to me ;P), and so my 'punishments' aren't meant to stop my behavior, but actually to enforce it, so that I can then feel his control and ownership. Real rebellion or disobeying is disciplined, but I haven't had the urge to do anything beyond staged pranks for a good year or so now. I am extremely content in the relationship and dynamic that I live in now, play-rebellion and all.
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