I’m not sure why the Universe feels I need to keep leaping over these wacky hurdles, but there ya go. I’m under the weather *again*. The sinus infection that will not die. I feel like I have Brillo Pads stuffed in my ears. And my voice has gone from its normal light girlishness to this deep basso profundo, when I have a voice at all. No more whining, I promise. Just…geeze.
I had time with the Man this weekend. For several hours we chatted and teased and laughed. It was lovely. No one makes me laugh the way He does, and sitting right there in Starbucks as He embarrasses me half to death, He grins that grin and …yeah, the world is back to being good and level and sensible. I even made Him laugh, once, one of those deep belly laughs that is so hard to tease out of Him. I smile even now, remembering it.
He is thrilled–remember all those O’s I got way back during the Superbowl for my winning bet? I got sick in the middle of using them, so I still had some in my “O-Bank”…and I’ve been doling them out carefully, until last week when I blew through the final 4.
Nothing could have made Him happier to find me with an empty O bank. “Oh nilla, the fun I will have, torturing you. You know, your pussy will look like a dry riverbed in the Sahara” He says.
And because I am a perverse and perverted creature, doesn’t that turn me on like crazy? (Yeah, it did.) I shift in my chair, feeling the sudden rush of wetness in my panties. He misses nothing. He knew exactly what His words were doing to me. Turned on, wet and wanton, needy–oh, sure, He knew. And when I fluttered my lashes at Him and asked for an O? He almost rubbed His hands together in an “Oh, goodie!” way. His eyes sparkled as He said “no fucking way, nilla”.
And then He laughed.
That wicked, Dominant-fucks-up-the-submissive laugh. If my “job” as the submissive is to please Him, then I’m guessing that my discomfiture at finding myself O-less AND turned on was exactly what He wanted. It makes me moist just to think about it, to want it that badly, yet to be denied. As I said…perverse. 😀