…receiving rather than giving, if you’re asking…
So, as I continue to explore the nursery slopes of domestic-Domme-ing my subby cross-dressing spiritual elf I wonder if this is an achievement or sign of me losing the plot.
Since the big telling-off I asked him to let me know if he wanted to continue with me as his kinky life coach/probation officer or not. Happy to play either way, but I was not happy with having gone to the trouble of setting something up, and him not complying after agreeing.
He has updated his little book and is enthusiastic about his changes, so I decided I’d take charge of him again and see how it goes. And him naked at my feet giving me a lower leg and foot massage seemed an excellent idea. And I noted that it also seemed to put my hyper rather frenetic S-C-D-S-E into quite a calm place. And I figured that as I was in charge, relaxing with a little sudoku to accompany his pleasant ministrations might be rather nice.
He was promised a beating for sneaky kisses of my feet without permission, then given permission to do so. All rather pleasurable as I lay back with said sudoku. And then he asked permission to suck my toes. I must admit my toes are somewhat virginal of such attention, but I had no reason to refuse so permission was granted. I found it strange, but agreeable, and it did not impede the sudoku!
He was later suitably punished and rewarded for misdemeanours and achievements, and we both had a delightful time. I am still astonished at how much fun I find in dominating, beating and slightly damaging willing men! It is so contrary to a lifetime of spankee fantasies and desires – it just feels mad to discover new strings to my erotic bow in my seventies!
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