Quotes About Submission

Quién puede ordenar que algo suceda sin permiso del Señor? ¿No envía el Altísimo tanto calamidad como bien?» (Lamentaciones 3.37, 38, NTV).

La mayoría de nosotros puede llevarle nuestros problemas a Cristo, sin embargo, ¿somos capaces de dejarlos allí? ¿Permanentemente? ¿Con fe? Otra vez, dejemos que María sea nuestro modelo. Ella le llevó su problema a Jesús y lo dejó allí. «Lo que sea que él les diga, háganlo». Resiste el impulso de reclamar el problema una vez que lo has entregado.

Storms come to the obedient.

We can't take control, because control is not ours to take.

You hold your head up. You submitting to me doesn't mean you're anything less...the very last thing I want is for you to be some mindless puppet.

You want to be dominated.

It's always been what I am. And let me tell you this right now. If this is what you want. If this is what you need. Then I'm going to be the only damn man you offer your submission to.

I need your dominance, your strength. Your control. I need that structure. It centers me. It reminds me that I have a place in this world. With you.

She'd been willing and able to submit because she'd been strong enough to come to him as an equal.

He gave orders and he expected results. And she didn't know what it said about her that she found that particular trait delicious. It made her all warm and shivery inside.

want your obedience. I expect it—no, I demand it. I don't relish nor will I enjoy the idea of punishing you. So if you seek to bait me so that you enjoy the thrill of discipline, you're sure to be disappointed.

There is nothing more that I wish than to see my marks on you. The blush of red after I've flogged your sweet ass. I want to tie you up so that you are completely helpless and at my mercy, but honey, I'll have the most tender of mercies with you.

Read and write all the time. Never stop sending out your stuff. If you're constantly writing and sending stuff out, eventually someone will bite.

I am very good at groveling.

Staring at the wall opposite him he presented the queen with a view of his ear and awaited her orders.

Use me, he said. For as long as you like.

The only thing that isn't free is you. You do as you're told. You sit in your seat until they say 'Stand'. You stay put til they say 'Go'. Maybe that's the way you like it. It's easy. It's all there. You don't have to think about. You don't even have to feel it.

Don't you think so? Don't you think so?' 'I am far beyond thinking, bone of my bone. Far, far beyond thinking, I hand over the reins to you, Irma. Mount and be gone. The world awaits you.

Psychological patriarchy is a dance of contempt, a perverse form of connection that replaces true intimacy with complex, covert layers of dominance and submission, collusion and manipulation. It is the unacknowledged paradigm of relationships that has suffused Western civilization generation after generation, deforming both sexes, and destroying the passionate bond between them.

Love cannot coexist with domination.

The real question is, will we as Americans, accustomed to freedom, continue to sheepishly submit to the purveyors of political correctness without recognizing its erosive effects on our freedom?

Fiat voluntas tua

You're to grovel." Æthelwold spoke for the first time. He grinned at me. We were not exactly friends, but we had drunk together often enough and he seemed to like me. "You're to dress like a girl," Æthelwold continued, "go on your knees and be humiliated." "And

So you settle to be a slave, eh? Yes, lord, no, lord, let me hold your prick while you piss all over me, lord?