Day 14 ~ Questions ~ 30 Days of Submission

Does religion have any bearing on your decision to submit? If not, are you familiar with religious based submission and do you view it as similar to other types of submission or dissimilar?

No.  Religion is not a factor in my submission.

i am familiar with religious based submission, both Muslim and Christian, but i think i won’t talk about this here.  Suffice to say that religious submission is gender based, and i think that’s an affront to our male submissive friends and our female Dominants..

And religious submission is typically mandatory within the religion, based on gender, and therefore, in my book it’s not even really consensual.

On a whole different note,  i got myself in trouble last night.

Yep, me.

Sir has been trying to download and buy something from the internet for me for about a week now.  For some reason, it just won’t work, the computer hangs and won’t complete the task.

So last night, it didn’t hang, it went on to “check-out” ~~ but then, He says, “Look!  It went to check-out, but now  it ‘s saying there isn’t anything in the shopping cart!” 

i say, without a moment’s thought, “Well.  Maybe you ‘bought it’ wrong.”  

And i would have gone on doing whatever i was doing on the computer, but i catch a glimpse of His face, and think, “Uh oh.”  Quickly i scroll back mentally ~ what had i said??

“So,” He says, way too quietly, “You’re saying I’m a dumbass?”

I say, “No!  O, no, that’s NOT what i said.”

Sir:  Well, that’s what it sounded like.  You said, ‘Maybe you bought it wrong,’   Look.  There are two buttons you push to buy it, a blue one that says “buy,” and a green one that says “go to check-out.”   Which button do you think I pushed wrong?  And don’t you think someone would have to be a dumbass to not be able to manage two buttons right?”

i’m laughing, i can’t help it, as i say, “No, no, no, i didn’t realize how simple it was, i must have thought it was much harder than that.”

“Much harder,” He says.  “How many buttons would it take to be so hard I couldn’t do it right?  Three?  Four?”

Me:  “NO, no, lots more than that!  Ten maybe, maybe ten buttons.  Anyone could make a mistake with ten buttons.”

“So you weren’t saying I’m a dumbass?”

“No!  Absolutely not, not in any shape or form, no Sir, no how, no way, not now, not ever.”

He laughs, and drops it ~ for the moment.

But it comes back.

At dinner, i don’t even know what we’re talking about, but it becomes, “Of course, maybe I won’t be able to do that, you know, because you think I’m a dumbass…”

“Nooooo!  No, i don’t!!  And i didn’t say that!”

i know He’s enjoying watching me squirm, just like i know there will be a spanking at the end of this rainbow.  Finally, i start to ask Him for it.

“Sir,” i say, “Maybe you could just go ahead and whip my ass and get it over with?”

He appears to consider this suggestion, but then He shakes His head.  “No,” He says, “I think I need to take a trip to the junk yard  first.”

“The junk yard?”  you ask…

Unfortunately, i already know exactly what He means.  Remember the whole “Granny made us get our own switches” and how He was going to make me pick my own implement?  And remember how someone ~ Ancilla maybe ~ said her worst implement was a radio antenna?

And remember how i made the mistake of telling Him that?

Well, since then He’s been convinced that we need a radio antenna in His toy bag, but He says you can only get the right kind off a car ~ hence the trip to the junk yard.  He thinks i might need to go with Him to pick the antenna.

Yeah, thanks Ancilla!  This will be hanging over my head for so long, it’ll be relief to get the darn antenna, and i’m sure the relief will be short-lived once He starts using it on me!

In the meantime, i’ll be paying for my comment in various and sundry ways, i’m sure…