Around work there must be more BDSMers than anywhere else.
Well over the years it has certainly seemed that way given how many recognise
the collar. Historically they have ranged from the snooty types who feel
obliged to inform one of its actual meaning, to those who assume one knows
everyone and is quite happy to swap notes, even if one is actually trying to
serve other customers at the time. For a
while though it has been all quiet on the BDSM front. No outings, no comments, no sly looks or bold
questions...
All very peaceful
That ended this week...
For two days in a row one has been engaged in idle chit chat
with customers and had them drop the C word. Yesterday it was a charming couple
of friends who were obvious fringe dwellers and a lot of fun. They asked
outright which side of the spectrum one was on. Sighs no one ever seems to
believe the damn thing is there for their protection, but it did give them a
giggle
The other one struck as one was handing her change...
I love your collar she said and then winked
Winked!
Sighs damned kids
1 comment:
"Sighs no one ever seems to believe the damn thing is there for their protection, but it did give them a giggle"
Lol!
A woman after my own heart. If they only knew how true the sentiment is...
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