3.18.2011
I Told You I Was Freaky!
Because this makes me giggle...
3.09.2011
Knowing Your sub's Needs
I came across a discussion in a Dominant group on Fetlife, and this question was posed:
How to know what your sub needs?
by AptGirl 1 day ago
Seems to me there are several categories of wants (not exhaustive but just illustrative),
1. Wants one freely admits to and asks for
2. Wants one cannot admit to but might hint at
3. Wants one cannot admit and cannot ask for
4. Wants one doesn't know they want
5. and finally not wanting something at all
What I'm having problems with is determining whether a kink is in category 3,4,or 5. An example might be forced-bi with a strait sub. I ask them what their fears are and they say it as one of their main fears (not limits but fears). Is this being brought up by them makes me want to put it in category 3 or 4. But what if I'm wrong and it's really 5?
How to know what your sub needs?
by AptGirl 1 day ago
Seems to me there are several categories of wants (not exhaustive but just illustrative),
1. Wants one freely admits to and asks for
2. Wants one cannot admit to but might hint at
3. Wants one cannot admit and cannot ask for
4. Wants one doesn't know they want
5. and finally not wanting something at all
What I'm having problems with is determining whether a kink is in category 3,4,or 5. An example might be forced-bi with a strait sub. I ask them what their fears are and they say it as one of their main fears (not limits but fears). Is this being brought up by them makes me want to put it in category 3 or 4. But what if I'm wrong and it's really 5?
Protocols and Etiquette
J and I have recently had to discuss reining in my communications with rando kinksters via the interwebs.
I can be a social butterfly when I'm so inclined, but J felt that the time I spent cultivating some of these virtual relationships could have been better spent elsewhere, and I agree.
At first I thought that the notion was out of line, to be honest. I enjoy talking to people, and I like to think that I am a good listener. However, the flip side of that is I can end up spending a lot of time listening to others and not necessarily get the same treatment in return. My attention was divided many ways and I was getting spread pretty thin. J noticed this and decided to address it.
I can be a social butterfly when I'm so inclined, but J felt that the time I spent cultivating some of these virtual relationships could have been better spent elsewhere, and I agree.
At first I thought that the notion was out of line, to be honest. I enjoy talking to people, and I like to think that I am a good listener. However, the flip side of that is I can end up spending a lot of time listening to others and not necessarily get the same treatment in return. My attention was divided many ways and I was getting spread pretty thin. J noticed this and decided to address it.
3.03.2011
2.25.2011
On Orgasms...
J is the MASTER of my body.
Did you know that the first day we met IRL we fucked? It was a wonderful day of greasy cheeseburgers, foreign flicks, and fucking - does it get any better than that?
The things He did to my body that first night blew my mind. It was like He had my owners manual! When He works me over and I'm blindfolded I don't know *what* He is doing, but it makes me cum over and over again. Is He using His tongue, His dick or His fingers? If I can't see, sometimes I can't tell... He can work His magic and give me a G-spot O, or a clit based O almost instantly! I can't do that to myself, and me and my vagina are like THIS! *crosses fingers*
Did you know that the first day we met IRL we fucked? It was a wonderful day of greasy cheeseburgers, foreign flicks, and fucking - does it get any better than that?
The things He did to my body that first night blew my mind. It was like He had my owners manual! When He works me over and I'm blindfolded I don't know *what* He is doing, but it makes me cum over and over again. Is He using His tongue, His dick or His fingers? If I can't see, sometimes I can't tell... He can work His magic and give me a G-spot O, or a clit based O almost instantly! I can't do that to myself, and me and my vagina are like THIS! *crosses fingers*
Rules, Orgasms, and Punishments...
I had an orgasm without permission this week.
I knew that J would have no way of knowing that I had broken a rule unless I confessed, and that got me thinking about submission and what it means to me. If I only follow orders at my convenience, what kind of submissive am I?
So I considered it.
I confessed to J that I came without permission, and He was upset that I had broken one of His rules. He wanted me to know that His rules are not arbitrary, there is a very good reason behind each and every one of them (whether or not I am allowed to know is up to Him).
I knew that J would have no way of knowing that I had broken a rule unless I confessed, and that got me thinking about submission and what it means to me. If I only follow orders at my convenience, what kind of submissive am I?
So I considered it.
I confessed to J that I came without permission, and He was upset that I had broken one of His rules. He wanted me to know that His rules are not arbitrary, there is a very good reason behind each and every one of them (whether or not I am allowed to know is up to Him).
2.17.2011
J is Back in Town, Part 1
So my two week long whirlwind of debauchery has come to a close, and I'm left with bruises, a sore pussy, HOT memories, a new love for clothespins, and one of J's shirts.
We got A LOT done in 2 weeks, my friends!
J told me to look sexy and wear a skirt when I picked Him up at the airport in front of his co-workers. I primped for hours, had a long relaxing bath, moisturized my entire body, gave myself a pedicure, and tried on 25 different outfits before I settled on what I was going to wear. Then I get word that His flight was delayed, and then it was delayed again. It was TORTURE! I headed out to the airport anyway and paced in front of the screen showing the domestic arrivals for about 45 minutes before I saw that His flight had finally landed.
We got A LOT done in 2 weeks, my friends!
J told me to look sexy and wear a skirt when I picked Him up at the airport in front of his co-workers. I primped for hours, had a long relaxing bath, moisturized my entire body, gave myself a pedicure, and tried on 25 different outfits before I settled on what I was going to wear. Then I get word that His flight was delayed, and then it was delayed again. It was TORTURE! I headed out to the airport anyway and paced in front of the screen showing the domestic arrivals for about 45 minutes before I saw that His flight had finally landed.
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