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To Dom or Sub -- Decisions, Decisions
To Dom or Sub – Decisions, Decisions
After reading ‘The Witness’ by LitGal and ‘Point of Contact’ by Jane Davitt I have come to the conclusion that I definitely would not do well in that sort of a relationship. I did wonder if I would enjoy something like that and after picturing it in my mind (which is a scary place anyway) here is how I would react as a Sub.
Dom enters room, removes coat.
Me: Oh my God! (snicker) What are you wearing? That looks like something Xena would wear. I didn’t know stores sold stuff like that. (snicker)
Dom: (sighs and points to floor) Kneel.
Me: (kneels) Okay, Xena. (snicker)
Dom: (frowns) You will call me Mistress.
Me: Whatever. (giggle) Mistress. (tee hee)
Dom: If you don’t obey, I will have to punish you.
Me: Whoa! You hit me with that and I’ll put it where the sun don’t shine.
Dom: (clenches jaw) You will wear this collar to remind you who is in control.
Me: Yeah, right. (snort) Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow! (giggle, giggle, tee hee) Arf! Arf! (snicker) Roof! Roof! (tee-hee-hee)
Dom: (throws hands up in disgust) That’s it! I don’t get paid enough to put up with this shit. I quit! (storms out)
Me: ROTFLMAO
Nope, I’m definitely not a Sub. Maybe I’m a Dom at heart.
Me: (points at floor and commands regally) Kneel Slave. (snicker)
Sub obediently kneels.
Me: (commands regally) Crawl to me on your belly Slave. (giggle)
Sub submissively obeys.
Me: (smirks) Stand up and raise your left foot off the floor.
Sub obeys.
Me: (snicker) Pat the top of your head with your right hand and rub circles on your stomach with your left hand.
Sub warily obeys.
Me: (eyes gleam in anticipation) Now … jump up and down and squawk like a chicken! (ha ha ha ha ha)
Sub (obeys, looks confused, stops and glares) This is ridiculous! I’m gonna go find the Dom from the first scenario. (storms out in disgust)
Me: ROTFLMAO
Nope, not a Dom either. Well, to each his own. Now a little snuggling, a little nuzzling, a little kissy-face touchy-bod, a little equality in the give and take. Yeah, that does it for me.
To Dom or Sub – Decisions, Decisions
After reading ‘The Witness’ by LitGal and ‘Point of Contact’ by Jane Davitt I have come to the conclusion that I definitely would not do well in that sort of a relationship. I did wonder if I would enjoy something like that and after picturing it in my mind (which is a scary place anyway) here is how I would react as a Sub.
Dom enters room, removes coat.
Me: Oh my God! (snicker) What are you wearing? That looks like something Xena would wear. I didn’t know stores sold stuff like that. (snicker)
Dom: (sighs and points to floor) Kneel.
Me: (kneels) Okay, Xena. (snicker)
Dom: (frowns) You will call me Mistress.
Me: Whatever. (giggle) Mistress. (tee hee)
Dom: If you don’t obey, I will have to punish you.
Me: Whoa! You hit me with that and I’ll put it where the sun don’t shine.
Dom: (clenches jaw) You will wear this collar to remind you who is in control.
Me: Yeah, right. (snort) Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow! (giggle, giggle, tee hee) Arf! Arf! (snicker) Roof! Roof! (tee-hee-hee)
Dom: (throws hands up in disgust) That’s it! I don’t get paid enough to put up with this shit. I quit! (storms out)
Me: ROTFLMAO
Nope, I’m definitely not a Sub. Maybe I’m a Dom at heart.
Me: (points at floor and commands regally) Kneel Slave. (snicker)
Sub obediently kneels.
Me: (commands regally) Crawl to me on your belly Slave. (giggle)
Sub submissively obeys.
Me: (smirks) Stand up and raise your left foot off the floor.
Sub obeys.
Me: (snicker) Pat the top of your head with your right hand and rub circles on your stomach with your left hand.
Sub warily obeys.
Me: (eyes gleam in anticipation) Now … jump up and down and squawk like a chicken! (ha ha ha ha ha)
Sub (obeys, looks confused, stops and glares) This is ridiculous! I’m gonna go find the Dom from the first scenario. (storms out in disgust)
Me: ROTFLMAO
Nope, not a Dom either. Well, to each his own. Now a little snuggling, a little nuzzling, a little kissy-face touchy-bod, a little equality in the give and take. Yeah, that does it for me.