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Honor as a Doormat

February 10th, 2010

My uniform It’s often been said in other not-to-be-mentioned webboards that slaves that accept the absolute rule of their Owners are disparaged as “doormats”. This is a slur, suggesting that they lay down and let anyone walk all over them, no sense of self, no sense of personal honor and integrity. It’s often used to bolster a submissive’s sense of superiority, the sneering “look how mindless they must be, why would anyone want an automaton? I’m so much better for having limits!”

This bothered me for a very long time. i’m no goddamned doormat, unless He needs a place to wipe His boots. Before His ownership, yes, then i was. i didn’t possess the word “No.” i suffered greatly for my lack of boundaries. Once i understood just how much value i had, and that i was worth protecting and respecting, my doormat status was reserved for One Man and no others (unless of course He has “guests” that need a boot-wiping-mechanism).

i would posit that those who willingly admit they are their Owners’ doormats have a high sense of self honor and high regard of respect for oaths and commitments. This past month has taught me at least that. When i felt the edges of teh crazy coming around again, instead of saying “Hey Asshat, take this collar and shove it,” or some other loving sentiment of discontent, i desperately held onto my oath to honor and obey Him no matter what. Not just when it was all fun and games. If He were to come home with a second girl tomorrow and say “Meet your new sister” i’d grit my teeth (not snarl, grit my teeth) and bend my will. It might break in the process, but dammit, i said i’d follow and obey and i will fulfill my commitment if it kills me.

How is bailing from the commitment not being a doormat such a better arrangement, a higher way of being, than honoring my word and His?

i’d rather be maligned doormat than a lying snob any day of the week.

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  1. February 10th, 2010 at 11:01 | #1

    You know I love you, right? Lol.

    i’d rather be maligned doormat than a lying snob any day of the week.

    .-= rayne´s last blog ..His car? His dog? His pig whore. =-.

  2. alwaysHistora
    February 10th, 2010 at 11:08 | #2

    @rayne i had my suspicions 🙂

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