I got the LGS a book, The Sexually Dominant Woman: A Workbook for Nervous Beginners And, inspired by the token they gave me at the bag check, I think I’ll fist her if she can’t manage to learn something from it…
Yesterday was fun…
Welcome to tonight’s edition of THINGS THAT ANNOY ME!
There are so many! But honestly, most of the things that annoy me are so petty that they don’t really deserve mentioning. Or worse, I’ve just already whined about them too much. Like this picture, which someone stole, cut off the watermark and reblogged. The original has 62 notes and the stolen one has 1,239. Worse, that’s far and away more than any of our posts.
But, hope springs eternal, as this video is closing in fast. Of course, it’s also the source of some of those minor annoyances, mostly in the form of captions added to reblogs. Someone claimed the LGS only tried when the camera was out (perhaps they were watching another video? perhaps they’ve been hit in the head a lot?). A couple others got pedantic about flogger technique, because I got on the internet so other people could tell me how to have sex (perhaps they’ve just never had/given a good blowjob?)
But life, as it so often does, came along and reminded me what’s worth getting annoyed at. The little petty douchebaggery just fades into insignificance when faced with someone turning a picture of the LGS INTO A SLAVERY REFERENCE.
Massive face-palm. Jesusmotherfuckingchrist. Why people, why?
Birthday sex in the window of a hotel…http://xhamster.com/movies/1203863/hotel_window_sex.html
So last week was the LGS and my sexiversary. Thanks to metadata in pictures and email I can know that for sure! Saturday we celebrated, with pizza, chess, and fucking. As it was a special occasion, I asked her what she wanted to do and she suggested chess, and I asked what kinda sex she wanted (brutal beatings with rape-play, or an hour of cunnilingus with some sweet gentle sex afterwards. Apparently she said “gentle sex,” but she said it gently, and I didn’t hear it. You should have seen her face as I reared back with the belt in my hand, it was hilarious.
But then I apologized, ate her out, and fucked her ass very gently. Then we played chess, and I mocked her a whole lot, and she played her favorite game, “pinch his nipples until he screams.” And I don’t think I’m all that macho very often, but I HATE to admit I can’t take the pain. Last time she bruised them, and I thought of her every time I stepped out into the cool air. This time perhaps I waited a little long to admit it hurt. Now even my shirt rubbing on my chest reminds me of the LGS…