This weekend was AMAZING! Two nights of debauchery and sleaze and desire and gaming. Okay gaming doesn't esactly fit in with the sleaze and whatnot but still; it was fun. I am Wolfie's "thing" again, (yey), and I will never again doubt him or second guess him. Well I say never, I probably don't mean it. But he showed me this weekend where I stand, and now my head is all clear again....ready to be fucked up once more heh. It was a weekend different to how we originally planned, as his ex, Skank was supposed to come over but didn't, but it was still a weekend that's going on my Good List.
So Skank was supposed to come this weekend but didn't....she was ill apparantly. Skank is Wolfie's ex. He and her lived together before me. Then, they broke up and he got with me. About a year or so ago, Skank was our sub....it was twisted, fun and it felt....good, heh. Then my feelings changed, and it just stopped. I think all three of us kinda felt.....something had changed. A short while back, I got in touch with kank again, and we arranged for her to come over (this past weekend) and....stuff. She seemed eager enough too, said she really wanted to come and it was all planned...but then she got ill. Wolfie messaged her afterwards but no reply...wtf? Never had her pinned as that type.
Thing is, it's weird. Because out of everyone or anything, I honestly believe I can go that little bit further-I just do it....hold on for as long as I need to, push myself, limits? Limits aren't really real, not to me. If I find a self imposed limit I break it down, because I don't want to limit myself; limits are for other people, not for me. Skank is the only girl I've come across that I've thought "shit...I think she has gone further than I could," in respect to D/s and stuff. Coz if I had been in her position...and she had been with Wolfie and I had been her; I highly doubt I'd have been able to submit. I'd have fought, I'd have wished that both their genitals had fallen off; I'd have suggested in am aggressive manner that they shove various objects up their own arses....even if I loved Wolfie; I doubt I could have submitted, and that kinda sticks in me, because damnit I'd go far. Kudos to her for the first time round, when she did used to come and join in the fun and games, and it kinda makes me laugh that this time round...she backed off first. Well, toys come and go...life is a game or a bus or whatever it is and experience; whatever kind of experience, is still an experience.
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