I'm quick on my feet so I made a counter offer, complete with batting eyelashes and protestations of how great it would be..."how about 9:00 then?" Sigh, He thinks I'm funny.
Apparently, I had not completely exhausted my cornucopia of bad ideas.
We had just gotten in bed and were curled up together all sweet, and warm, and comfy.
Then He tried to pull my nipple off...I'm going to blame the doctor who prescribed me muscle relaxers for what happened next. It must have relaxed that muscle I use to keep insane words from spewing out.
The mistake came as soon as I opened my mouth. In my defense, I was just glaring fiercely and He made me say it. "I'm sure you are doing it all wrong! You're supposed to ease into the pain shit!" Unfortunately, He still had a death grip on my nipple.
I apologized profusely. Within ten minutes I had said something
The whole affair ended with me biting back screams and gasping for air. I guess I count myself lucky it was from pleasure.
And I did get to keep the nipples. Which was nice.
On a completely unrelated note, is it possible to find a small functioning lock made out of sterling silver without browsing through 3,000 Google pages?