Saturday, April 25, 2015
Yes I sit to pee
I mentioned in the last post that I disobeyed Katie by standing to pee rather than obeying her requirement to sit. This hasn’t always been so but has been something she’s expected of me ever since she spotted something that displeased her – spots on the front of the toilet bowl – dribble marks.
Ever since we met and subsequently married, standing was not a big deal but last spring she cleaned the bowl and noted urine marks on the front. That is what brought this to a head. She knew that I sat whenever she kept me locked and I assured her that I didn’t miss the mark when I stood but the evidence was there and there was no denying it.
That oops led her to change my bathroom habits. “I want you to sit when you use the toilet from now on.” Sitting has everything to do with keeping the bathroom clean. It’s her way of instituting a practical modification to eliminate the possibility of me repeating the oops that got me into this situation.
Of course, nothing is black and white in my world and soon after she told me that I was not to stand anymore I asked, “Can I stand when I’m at work? What about in a public restroom? What about if we visit Debbie, her best friend? What about when we go out to eat?”
I asked and she responded. Yes, no, and I don’t care were her responses. Basically if I used the toilet at a location in which she was worried about me leaving a dribble I was to sit. So anytime I went to anyone’s home I was expected to sit. If I used a public restroom she didn’t care.
So that’s the why behind the what. It’s why I sit. It’s not that I get off sitting because I’m a submissive. Sitting doesn’t do anything for me emotionally. It doesn’t remind me of who I am to her. It’s just something she wants me to do – kind of like washing my hands before I prepare a meal.
Have a wonderful week