Monday, December 27, 2010


i complained about the lack of foreplay. About fifty strikes in (i lost count and the Sadistic Bastard started over lol), He said, "last night Was foreplay." Only a parent would count sleeping on the couch as foreplay! Needless to say, i won't be complaining anymore and i will certainly brush up on my counting skills lol.
We were lying there, and i asked Him why He insisted on keeping the light on every time we play or fuck (i feel that bright lighting does not highlight my best features). He looked at me sweetly and said, "because it's easier for me to tell how you are doing and make sure you're okay when i can see you. Plus you're sexy." How sweet. Then out came the riding crop. What kind of twisted shit is it to make someone keep count, say please and thank you, AND ask for more?! Lol.


  1. Um... twisted HAWT shit, my dear.

  2. It is sweet and it's responsible too, to keep the lights on. And yeah, he also wants to see you suffer. That's what kind of twisted shit...


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