WMC Women Under Siege investigates how sexualized violence is used as a weapon in conflict and beyond. WMC Fbomb is an intersectional teen feminist media platform created by and for socially conscious youth. WMC SheSource is an online database of media-experienced women experts who we connect to journalists, bookers and producers. In an attempt to fetch her for dinner, Shin approached the office where he had been told she would be. The door was locked. Through a window he saw her kneeling as she washed the floor, then saw her boss approach and grope her.
But as a young Texas seminary student newly grappling with my history of childhood sexual violence, those were not the Good Friday words from Christ that my shattered heart ached to hear. Submissive obedience is deeply embedded in Christian theology. God is depicted as all-powerful, all-knowing, a king and lord and father with relentless control over all things. In more traditional conservative Christian theology, this power dynamic between a male God and humanity overlays human dynamics between men and women. At its worst, this interpretation can lead to church teachings that women should obey their husbands and other men even if it means sacrificing themselves, enduring pain and violent abuse. More progressive Christian circles avoid this essentialist gender hierarchy, and try to intersperse creative language for God between their traditional masculine depictions.
Obedience is a form of social influence that involves performing an action under the orders of an authority figure. It differs from compliance which involves changing your behavior at the request of another person and conformity which involves altering your behavior in order to go along with the rest of the group. Instead, obedience involves altering your behavior because a figure of authority has told you to.
That's how long I was shackled to the floor being tortured horribly by the family's twisted fucking maid. Hours of feet so coated in sweat and grime it was like she had a second skin, a second skin that had been smeared and wiped all over my face and my tongue covering it in what can only described as the purest form of foot funk. Hours of my testicles being scorched burned and beaten by a cattle prod over and over while being subjected to the downright vomit inducing feet. Hours of being brought to the brink of a somewhat blissful orgasm over and over and over again but never quite reaching it before writhing and screaming in agony. Morgan stopped her current electrocution of my exposed sack to look over to the stairway.