Sexy This Week: Discipline
Not all of us have it self ingrained, not all of us have what it takes to have someone do it for us or command us the ability to have it, or get it, and I’m not talking about the kind and ultimately with the same underlying context. What I am talking about is discipline, and that’s what’s sexy this week.
Wikipedia, my favourite resource defines it as;
the suppression of base desires, and is usually understood to be synonymous with restraint and self-control. Self-discipline is to some extent a substitute for motivation. Discipline is when one uses reason to determine the best course of action regardless of one’s desires, which may be the opposite of fun. Virtuous behaviour can be described as when one’s values are aligned with one’s aims: to do what one knows is best and to do it gladly. Continent behaviour, on the other hand, is when one does what one knows is best, but must do it by opposing one’s motivations.
Moving from continent to virtuous behaviour requires training and some self-discipline.
I see it as having the discipline to motivate yourself to do what you know you need to do, or want. The definition in itself is open to interpretation and can be construed as complicated, but how you interpret it, is entirely up to yourself.
Picture it as having the motivation to make better life choices, lose that extra bit of fat and eat right. The discipline to exercise by going for a jog or lifting those weights. The motivation to ask for a raise at your job, and the discipline to give yourself reason to get it. The motivation to pick up a broom, and the discipline to do a thorough job sweeping.
However I know most of you here are thinking when is she going talk about sex, because well, that’s what I do, and you’re right, I talk about sex. Most of you are thinking of discipline in a kinky context, I know it, I can feel it, and I’m right.
Like a little discipline do you? To be disciplined by someone to do as they please, which motivates you, because that’s what you need and are hoping for? To be told by your trainer to pump out an extra 10 reps of 20 pounds more, sweat a little, and get your heart rate up in the process?
To be disciplined to get on your hands and knees and crawl like the submissive you are. To beg for it, to be touched, caressed, scratched and slapped giving you what you know you need. To beg for mercy to plead forgiveness, and anticipate the just reward your twitching eager body is in need of, the just reward you are about to get for being so disciplined to be motivated to be a good submissive.
Do you need a little discipline? I know I do!