I’m back to my old tricks of trying to top from the bottom.
Things had been going great as outlined in my previous post.
But then I had to push things a little too far, didn’t I.
Harping back to my earlier fantasies, I tried to initiate a set of rules for her to enforce. I wanted her to control me but V isn’t interested in that type of relationship.
I wrote down a code of behaviour for us to follow. Needless to say, V wasn’t impressed!
I’d suggested that her opinions and interests should at all times have priority over mine; that her pleasure always overrides mine; that she decides our social agenda, she makes all the purchasing decisions – in fact all decisions.
I’m afraid I’ve set our relationship back. The strange thing is, V hasn’t said “no more”. She hasn’t insisted that we revert back to a vanilla relationship. I think she acknowledges that we’ll never go back to the way it was. She knows she’s now the boss, but she isn’t ready to extend the boundaries.
Despite this, we have set some basic rules which we aim to live by:
For instance, when I serve her evening meal, I am to present it as a waiter would in a restaurant. The table is to be formally set. I must pull her chair out and wait until she’s seated. I must then unfold her napkin and place it on her lap.
I then pour her a wine before serving the meal. Afterwards I clean up. Occasionally, as a special treat, she’ll have me place a dog bowl at her feet while I stand at attention beside her, replenishing her wine glass. At the end of her meal, she’ll empty the scraps into the dog bowl and invite me to have my dinner. “Lucky boy, aren’t you. Thank your Queen for making the effort to feed you. At times I enjoy equality – you serve me dinner and I serve you dinner.”
Unfortunately sex between us is becoming less frequent. She still allows me to masturbate myself whenever I want. The procedure is quite clinical. We sit on the couch together while she watches TV. I take my clothes off and she exposes her breasts. She’ll then say “ OK” which means I can begin to masturbate while she watches TV. Once or twice she might look at me, roll her eyes or express some form of distaste. Once I have finished, she’ll say “OK you can eat it now and then go and clean yourself up.” With that, she’ll put her bra and shirt back on, and that’s it.
I still get regular beatings if I do something wrong. The other night I made the unforgivable mistake of licking her pussy AFTER I’d licked her ass. From an hygienic point of view, it was a huge mistake!
Anyway, I’ll continue this post once I have more time. It’s been a long while since I last updated this blog so I thought I’d better make an attempt.