The Spinster's Exploits

I’d not seen my lovely Established-lover-etc… for a week so we had a catch up by phone.

He’d had a great time at his Goddess/Domme-sub event giving foot massages, being a footstool and generally doing as he was told – except failing to maintain a tip-toe position without trembling! I forgot to ask what the G/Ds were wearing, but the subs were naked except for a couple of sissies/trans/crossdressers who were in women’s clothing. It was a High Protocol event, which I believe meant it was all about roles, service and obedience and similar to a female clothed, male naked event which is fairly self-explanatory. No punishment/”impact play” took place, although may be included in future events. And I’m sure that if the odd gentle reader wishes to know more any of the terminology – they have the entire Internet at their fingertips!

One of the tenets of all decent BDSMers and kinks is known as MKNYK (My kink, not your kink, but that’s ok) meaning an acceptance of others’ tastes and activities and non-judgement. I was interested and saddened that the  sissies/trans/crossdressers actually thanked the others for their acceptance. I find that rather sad, as I assume not all kinky folk are inclusive.

And I absolutely accept MKNYK within boundaries of Safe, Sane and Consensual – the absolute bedrock of appropriate sexual, erotic, kink and BDSM activity. So – I understand enough about power exchange to get why the evening was so rewarding to the players, but so not for me. I would be such a grouch if I had to hold an uncomfortable position – but I realise that there are those who think that enjoying having my bottom spanked, paddled and caned may indicate that I have the odd loose screw… Vive la difference!

So, it seems one of the G/Ds was someone he’d met before and may be interested in him. We went over what she said to him and what he didn’t say to her and agreed it was a missed opportunity. I told him he should definitely message her and admit how he’d wanted to reply to her. And then I remembered a possibly-interested woman he’d met from his everyday life who was supposed to be getting back to him with diary dates for coffee.  I suggested he gave her a prompt and got the giggles – I declared I was pimping my lover!