Sitting here reading it, as one is informed vicariously
(just not allowed to enter these sorts of debates and it seems like such a
shame... they look like fun) yet again that one's life with Him is a figment of
the imagination, one wonders once again at how we are doing it all wrong. You
see one is allowed to say no. It just doesn't mean what others seem to think it
means.
Around here the word no is almost like a barometer for how
much He wants to do something. The more one says it, the more He becomes interested.
You know thinking about it the word no is like running from a predator. It just
makes them more curious. Perhaps one should just say yes Master.
Sighs either way He wins... it hardly seems fair L
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Love that- no is a key to making him more interested, huh? I can sorta see that. It's not exactly how it works here, except for sometimes. Don't know if you have those sorts of conversations:
Him: Beg me to stop
Me: Please stop
Him: Tell me no
Me: No Master NO please stop
Him: hahahahahaha
See, most of the time I'm too slutt...er.. obedient to even do rape play properly.
LOL... not an easy thing while eating porridge :D
You have this elegant ironic way of writing about your life and how I recognize this.
thank you again for this lovely post
inorite?
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