See you Monday!
Him: do you work at all?
Aine: no. *cringe*
Him: bring some rope.
Aine: how much?
Him: hmmm.
Him: all of it.
Him: i'll probably use varying amounts but don't want to have to leave you tied up while i run to lowe's
Aine: Oh you don't want to, do you?
Him: be civil.
Him: otherwise how your ass felt the other days will be a warm tingling sensation compared to what you'll get.
Aine: yipe.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Him: good girl.
Him: you should expect to be tied up, used, stretched out and filled with come this weekend.
Him: i may or may not be nice about it.
Him: your task is simply to obey.
Aine: May I interject?
Him: what is it?
Aine: my submissive desire is partly sex, but there's a whole other side that i don't want ignored this weekend if possible.
Him: such as?
Aine: The nonsexual side.
Him: and what do you have in mind?
Him: i don't want to tell you to do my laundry or dishes, for example.
Him: i don't think that's what you have in mind.
Aine: Eh.
Aine: LOL
Him: so what do you have in mind? give me some examples.
Him: telling you what to wear?
Him: ordering for you?
Aine: Things like that, yes.
Him: what else?
Aine: Things in that vein, mostly.
Him: all right. you'll have no say this weekend.
Him: i'll select where we eat. what you're having. how you dress.
Him: we'll solve this indecision problem a different way.
Aine: Mmm.. I like that.
Him: and if you argue with me, i'll see to it that you sleep on your stomach and eat breakfast the next morning standing up.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Aine: what should i bring this weekend then? I have to pack tomorrow.
Him: skirts and blouses.
Him: i want you to look sexy.
Him: you won't need underwear.
Aine: alright.
Him: bring your boots.
Aine: which?
Him: well, since i can't see your closet, bring the long, stretchy skirt that is slit up the side.
Him: bring the chunky ones, not the ones with pink stitching.
Him: bring a couple of blouses.
Him: make sure you're clean shaven tomorrow.
Aine: ok.
Him: in other words, i want you to shave tomorrow before you come over.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Him: do you have any questions about clothes?
Aine: no.
Him: bring the rope tomorrow.
Him: all of it.
Him: bring your cuffs and your work collar.
Him: bring the chains and the clamps.
Aine: if i can fit it, i will.
Him: bring your blindfold.
Aine: ok.
Him: do you have any questions?
Aine: not really.
Him: good girl.
Him: if you are properly obedient, you should enjoy this weekend.
Him: if not, your ass is going to hurt. a lot.
Him: are we clear?
Aine: yes.
Him: what a good girl you're being tonight.
Him: what prompted this?
Aine: nothing, really. been in control all week.
Him: this weekend, you'll have none.
Him: that's a nice balance, isn't it?
Aine: yes, definitely.
Him: i love you.
Him: i'm looking forward to this weekend.
Aine: i'll bet.
Him: you should be as well.
Aine: a little.
Him: you should be anticipating it
Aine: mildly.
Aine: * wink *
Him: i love you, girl.
Aine: i love you too.
Him: go to bed.
*It should be noted, for the record, that I have problems with addressing him formally. I'm not being coy or a bad submissive by not calling him Sir or Master. It's just not usually part of our play.*
Aine: no. *cringe*
Him: bring some rope.
Aine: how much?
Him: hmmm.
Him: all of it.
Him: i'll probably use varying amounts but don't want to have to leave you tied up while i run to lowe's
Aine: Oh you don't want to, do you?
Him: be civil.
Him: otherwise how your ass felt the other days will be a warm tingling sensation compared to what you'll get.
Aine: yipe.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Him: good girl.
Him: you should expect to be tied up, used, stretched out and filled with come this weekend.
Him: i may or may not be nice about it.
Him: your task is simply to obey.
Aine: May I interject?
Him: what is it?
Aine: my submissive desire is partly sex, but there's a whole other side that i don't want ignored this weekend if possible.
Him: such as?
Aine: The nonsexual side.
Him: and what do you have in mind?
Him: i don't want to tell you to do my laundry or dishes, for example.
Him: i don't think that's what you have in mind.
Aine: Eh.
Aine: LOL
Him: so what do you have in mind? give me some examples.
Him: telling you what to wear?
Him: ordering for you?
Aine: Things like that, yes.
Him: what else?
Aine: Things in that vein, mostly.
Him: all right. you'll have no say this weekend.
Him: i'll select where we eat. what you're having. how you dress.
Him: we'll solve this indecision problem a different way.
Aine: Mmm.. I like that.
Him: and if you argue with me, i'll see to it that you sleep on your stomach and eat breakfast the next morning standing up.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Aine: what should i bring this weekend then? I have to pack tomorrow.
Him: skirts and blouses.
Him: i want you to look sexy.
Him: you won't need underwear.
Aine: alright.
Him: bring your boots.
Aine: which?
Him: well, since i can't see your closet, bring the long, stretchy skirt that is slit up the side.
Him: bring the chunky ones, not the ones with pink stitching.
Him: bring a couple of blouses.
Him: make sure you're clean shaven tomorrow.
Aine: ok.
Him: in other words, i want you to shave tomorrow before you come over.
Him: do you understand?
Aine: yes.
Him: do you have any questions about clothes?
Aine: no.
Him: bring the rope tomorrow.
Him: all of it.
Him: bring your cuffs and your work collar.
Him: bring the chains and the clamps.
Aine: if i can fit it, i will.
Him: bring your blindfold.
Aine: ok.
Him: do you have any questions?
Aine: not really.
Him: good girl.
Him: if you are properly obedient, you should enjoy this weekend.
Him: if not, your ass is going to hurt. a lot.
Him: are we clear?
Aine: yes.
Him: what a good girl you're being tonight.
Him: what prompted this?
Aine: nothing, really. been in control all week.
Him: this weekend, you'll have none.
Him: that's a nice balance, isn't it?
Aine: yes, definitely.
Him: i love you.
Him: i'm looking forward to this weekend.
Aine: i'll bet.
Him: you should be as well.
Aine: a little.
Him: you should be anticipating it
Aine: mildly.
Aine: * wink *
Him: i love you, girl.
Aine: i love you too.
Him: go to bed.
*It should be noted, for the record, that I have problems with addressing him formally. I'm not being coy or a bad submissive by not calling him Sir or Master. It's just not usually part of our play.*
This entry was posted by Mellie, on
Friday, June 10, 2005.
