When you’re visiting another D/s friend, a fellow blogger, and can have all kinds of frank conversations, it’s heavenly.
And you know you’re in good space when that friend, after giving you a pillow to help you “fit” into the chair where you are sitting, looks up with a smile and says
“Oh, by the way, that’s the blowjob chair,” and smiles at you.
(To which this slut responds– “Oh! So that’s why this chair is so warm!!)
Or when we sit and laugh hysterically about toys…and share stories over what kind of pain is the best…hers is stingy, mine is deeper, thuddy.
And then we shop together. A nice, vanilla-esque past time, right? Orrrr….maybe not!