On Display

Everyone started arriving for the party and I noticed one thing in the people you’d invited.  They were all women.  You’d had presented the party as an afternoon get together – time by the pool, casual conversation, etc.  You’d asked me to don my very best attire (think dress shorts and a sleeveless tux shirt and bowtie) and provide drinks for everyone, playing up the service side to have some fun.  Nothing overt, just a ladies day at the pool, with service.

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The Silent Treatment

We’re going to try something different today..

I always wonder how you come up with these bizarre things.  From challenges to toys to just simply situational stuff.

You walk out of the room and I have the distinct impression that I’m NOT to follow.  You come back with the bench (fun!) and your assortment of implements (not necessarily as “fun”) and tell me to strip and uncage.

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The Front-to-Back Challenge

You keep writing about this pain/pleasure mix up in your head.  That the two play off each other so well and that it’s so much fun.  I mean, sure you don’t SAY it’s so much fun in the moment, but the fact is, it keeps coming up.

You’re sitting there, looking at me for a response.  I’m never quite sure if I should jump into things with both feet or hold off to see what you have in mind.  I mean, has anyone read the Scrabble chronicles?  Seriously.  I nod.

So, we get to test it.  Plain and simple.  Today, I give you permission to have an orgasm.

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3 Minutes. You can do ANYTHING for 3 minutes, right?

That’s how the day started.  You were just joking around, or at least I had no idea what you were really referring to when you asked. Just out of the blue, you  asked me…

You can do ANYTHING for 3 minutes, right?

I kind of jokingly answered that I thought I could – pretty much anything anyway.  Of course then my mind wandered to all of the things that I was pretty sure I COULDN’T do for 3 minutes.  Fire.  Falling.  You know, DYING stuff. But sure, I was pretty sure you didn’t have that mind anyway.

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The Scrabblympics Results

I want to say up front, I LOVE these games.  It pushes boundaries and limits, many times just physical “that much?!” type things and makes it a fun and, yes, exhausting weekend.  It also pushes me as there’s nothing quite like plopping on the couch and asking if she’d like me to do one of my edging challenges now.  Just… strange and weird and fun.. especially when she spins around to face me and has this grin on her face… [SSC:  No clue what he’s talking about…]

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Public Charmer vs. In-Private Charmer

It’s the strangest thing.  You’d never know it to look at her, but when the mood strikes, it flashes through her eyes, curves just the corners of her mouth a bit and then is gone as quickly as it arrived.  But there’s something about the energy coming off her, something that changes from “out and about” to “pay very, very close attention and don’t mess with me.”  It’s magic.

I’ve had times where this flash happens just as we get up in the morning.  Other times in the middle of lunch, still others after dinner.  I’m not sure there’s any logic to it, but if you miss it, you should probably start worrying about what comes later because it also means that you won’t have been able to feed the Domme-beast (in a good way) from then forward.

This isn’t to say that it’s a bad thing. Quite the opposite.  It’s amazing.  I wish I knew the switch that flipped or the situation that enables it or the things that I say.  Of course if I did, you can bet we’d live right there, on that edge, all the time.

Still, no one notices, but I get the look, the glance.  I’m on high-alert.  Sort of like DEFCON status.  Things get really interesting when this bakes all day and lust starts to kick in.

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