He’s fucking with my head for certain. But it is a promise? Is it merely payback for my
stupid unfortunate choice of spending a day teasing him about his doctor visit and a finger up his ass for a change?
I’d be the first to admit that I had a grand time poking the bear (thanks Jz for reminding me of that fun phrase!) that fateful day last week. Oh, I laughed and giggled at every impertinent text. I pictured his face as he read them, alternating between annoyance and amusement (I do amuse him–most times).
But sometimes I go just a little bit too far.
Such was the case last week. One ass-poking tweek too many, I suppose. And payback isn’t a bitch. No, pervie friends, in our world, payback is a Dom with a vengeful mind.
We’re having a playtime very soon. Very soon indeed. He texts me.
“This will be one for the record books, nilla.”
“This will be a true diary* entry.” (*what he calls my blog)
“Oh, btw, no touching yourself!”
Upon my complaint as we’re more than a week out–this text…
“The Doms want you horny.”
*pauses while you take that in*
Yeah. Re-read that a few times.
I’ll keep you posted where this goes. Just learn from this my friends. Do not poke your Dom too many times…