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Discussion in 'Relationships, Discrimination, and Jealousy' started by dolfette, Feb 16, 2012.
what does it mean to you?
who do you own?
who owns you?
ain't nobody's slave. I have however signed a few contracts, which I honor until they expire.
As for the pets, I'm not quite sure which one is the owner...
Just "Myself" in both instances :smile:
Ownership implies desperation nowadays I feel. But there is a fine line.
For example somebody may want to be completely faithful. This doesn't mean somebody owns you though, it is just a product of your love for someone. Ownership to me implies that you'd stick with them even if they were horrible to you... foolishly hoping they would change for whatever reason.
First question: It can mean a whole slew of things. Whether it's a quasi-joking "Oh man, my job own's my ass", considering one has to make money to pay bills/buy stuff... all the way to "I'm into D/s and have a Sir/Ma'am/Master/Mistress/etc".
Who do I own? Myself.
Who owns me? My family, to a lesser degree since I'm relying on a parental unit for a home at the moment. To a more distant degree, possibly my BDSM play partner. We're negotiating him being my Daddy/Sir and me being his boy. Since I'm opening that can of worms, I have no daddy issues. My actual dad is awesome (mostly).
I am owned by my own fears and anxieties.
Minimag, that is a very perceptive perspective!
I think things own me. The house. The car. The bills. But I 'put out' for my projects that I love. And also the offspring.
For me the word ownership and control mean about the same thing. Right now I hold the title free and clear on a very old car. Hey, it runs great! Working on owning some other things, but the bank is the actual owner of those things. I also like to think I own a dog. Tried to buy her, but the owner wouldn't take any money. He just said, "Take her." So I'm changing her paperwork and that costs money. Ownership is a paperwork thing as I think about it now. That's the physical world. In the metaphysical world I'm in control of my thoughts, feelings, and actions. (Most of the time.) Who owns me, who has exclusive rights to me, who do I own and have the exclusive rights to... Oh my, that is probably a combination of the physical and metaphysical agreements I've made with some people in my life. This is a very literal answer to a very good question. Would you like a more lyrical answer?
All I can think of is Wayne Brady and Dave Chappelle taking some money out at the side of the road.
I would like to say that nobody owns me, but I definitely feel as though I'm trapped in a financial and legal system that will punish me severely if I try to leave it. So maybe not "owned," but definitely trapped.
Good Ownership: 'he is my man and if you look for too long, you get slapped hoe.'
Bad Ownership : "You can't go out because i said so."
its a fine line.
My man owns my heart and is the only person that can touch my body, so it's his in that sense. But I'm completely my own person when it comes to how I feel and act..and that's how it should be.
It's a term I don't like in relationships. I own nobody else and nobody owns me.
I am owned... I am hers... but only because my heart is given.
It was my choice.
It is my choice, anew, with every sunrise.
And no one, no thing, holds me without my wanting them to.
the girl who gave me a hickey believes she owns me now.
I own things, not people. Likewise, I don't consider myself to be owned by anyone.
People-wise, I don't 'own' anyone. I barely have control of my own life. In general, some people like to 'own' and others like to be 'owned'. Writing that, I was reminded of this song.
I don't own people in wanting them to do as I please, but I do try to make the sex very memorable focussing on her orgasms.
That in combination with my endowment makes them think back about me long after we've broken contact.
Sometimes I'll ask a girl to whisper my name the moment before she orgasms.
Like with pavlov's dogs if repeated often enough my name and her orgasm will be linked together for a long time, either she gets turned on when my name is mentioned or when she orgasms my name will pop up in her head.
In that sense it feels like I own them.
It's calculated and trickery but it still feels good to be wanted or lusted long after the relationship is over.
Great questions. Wish I had good answers. I'm owned by ADD and anxiety.
Until I am married I belong to my Daddy and no man can approach me as an individual because I am not my own, but belong, until my marriage, to my father. it's the father who must give his approval, the young man knows that he is being watched, and he has to prove himself worthy. At the time of my marriage, my father gives me away to my husband and there is a lawful change of ownership. At that point and at that point only, I am no longer bound to do my father's will. Instead, I must answer to my husband. Since a daughter is always under authority--there being a transfer at marriage from a father's to a husband's--daughters are "Daddy's" uniquely. While he must raise his sons to be loving husbands and fathers who make houses possible, he raises his daughters to be submissive, good wives and wise mothers, to make houses homes. He raises a son to be a provider; he raises a daughter to be provided for.
This is right for me.