mister-polite: Miss P likes to occasionally post words that she likes. Following that trend, a word
mister-polite: Miss P likes to occasionally post words that she likes. Following that trend, a word I like is “limitations”. I considered using the shorter “limits”, but in kink that’s usually referring to what someone will not do due to aversion or distaste. I also considered using “boundaries”, because that’s a delicious word in its own right, but it doesn’t cover all the contexts of what I was trying to convey. Although it comes close. Limitations are the behavioral yin to the physical yang that is restraints. Both are delicious. Restraints are things that hold the submissive back by force. A rope tying them up, or a pair of handcuffs firmly attaching them to a bedpost. A cage that they’re locked in. A dungeon cell. A collar and a leash. Limitations are behaviors or actions that the submissive is prohibited from undertaking by a command from their dominant. Being required to refer to their dominant as “Sir”, instead of by name. Restrictions in attire, from “Don’t wear panties with that skirt” to “You’re only allowed to wear a collar when at home, nothing else”. Being compelled to crawl instead of walk. Restraints are easy. All a submissive has to do is be placed in them. That isn’t to say they can’t come with their own burdens, such as discomfort or a lack of motion. But they require little active effort. Limitations are hard. They require behavioral adjustments. Even the act of being required to refer to a dominant by a title instead of their name is an adjustment from the norm. It requires practice, and can be easy to slip from when emotionally heightened. It’s easy to make mistakes. Some restrictions, like enforced nudity, or crawling, are harder yet. Those are sharp deviations from what constitutes “normal”, and with that comes resistance, embarrassment, humiliation. Restraints are hot. Limitations are hotter. When a submissive lives by limitations that are set by their dominant, it’s a gift. They’re saying that their devotion, their obedience, is more important than their freedom. And not through the compulsion of rope or steel. No, they have to choose to obey mere words. Words. Both insanely powerful, and yet so very fragile. I need to get better at consistently using restraints on Miss P. She enjoys them, and they make for a great enhancement of any kink-related activity. But limitations, those are “my bag, baby” as Austin Powers would put it. A submissive living in a framework of limitations is showing their love in ways that nothing else can match, and is a hundred times more appealing as a result. If I have any say in it (spoiler: I do), Miss P will live a life of limitations. The better to show my mastery over her, and her love for me. Keep classy, -Mr. P -- source link