de·fi·ance (dĭ-fî'əns)
n.
1.The act or an example of defying; bold resistance to an opposing force or authority.
2.Intentionally contemptuous behavior or attitude; readiness to contend or resist.
Am I a defiant person?
In general no. I go with the flow, I obey laws, rules and regulations. I do not buck the system.
Defiance. Just the sound of it, starts of so strong, and ends soft. Perhaps that is me. My Master tells me I have a strong will. I do not see it. Perhaps, I am in my vanilla life.
Defiance.Perhpas this one word sums up my inner slave. Start off strong, and when put in my place or punished, end up soft, compliant and obedient.
Defiance. What thoughts does the word conjur up? What ideas come with Defiance?
Should I buck the system? Should I obey? Should I be defiant, or obedient?
Maybe it's the simple fact that I crave the hand of my Master. The quick sting of a swift smack to my rear, or the lingering welt that it leaves. The mark that takes days to fade, and the fact that I revel in the fact that he left his mark on me.
He leads me to please him, and that is my desire, my hope to fulfill. But I still feel the defiance rising up inside, so I may feel the pain of his punishment, and the pleasure that brings me, with the promise of more.
Defiance. Just the word brings a smile to my lips, and the promise it brings. :)