I had talked with my Master/dom/boyfriend/whatever about starting a blog somewhat recently, but had just been too lazy to actually get going on it. Last night while I was taking a bath, sudden inspiration struck and I found myself looking at other blogs to see what was out there and to get an idea of what I wanted to say. I still have no idea what that is exactly, so bear with me…
To provide some background for anyone reading this, I met this man online. Real original, right? He’s older than me by 17 years, which doesn’t bother me all that much. Do people ever really grow up anyways? 🙂 I didn’t anticipate our conversations really progressing longer than just a few days; more of a fun distraction than anything else. A few days after we started talking, I was fired from my job. I had told him about it and he felt bad and wanted to get together to try and make me feel better. We ended up meeting in a public place and going for a walk and just talking. I remember at one point while we were walking, he reached up and put his hand on my back and I felt this kind of tingle, probably because I knew we were doing something we shouldn’t be doing, but I digress.
Before the dark cloud of unemployment loomed over me, he and I had discussed some of our sexual interests and desires; things were both had tried, wanted to try, didn’t want to try, etc. As we were wrapping up our walk, he had his hand on the back of my neck, tangled in my hair, squeezing, pulling. As we rounded a corner to where there was a little privacy underneath a pedestrian bridge, he pulled me into kiss him, his hands hungrily pulling back on my hair and pressing his body against mine. I was excited. A little scared. Tempted by this forbidden force that was between us. I was afraid that if I had stayed much longer, I would’ve asked him to come back to my apartment with me. Just before we parted ways, we kissed once more and then, much to my surprise, he slapped my ass with unexpected force that echoed under the bridge. I was so surprised and turned on about how this slap had felt. By the time I walked myself home, I already couldn’t wait to see him again. I had no idea how to handle this, and I must confess I still don’t know how to handle it and its been almost 3 1/2 months since we have began this…relationship so to speak.
I realize this entry still doesn’t exactly touch on what this blog is officially for, but it does set up the stage for future events. I honestly haven’t given much thought to how this blog is going to be organized. I don’t know if it should tell a story, start to end, or if I just should take it one entry at a time. Maybe that’s the beauty of this whole thing: I don’t have to decide just yet. I’m not very good at making decisions anyways, which is part of the reason why I make a decent sub. I overall enjoy being told what to do and pleasing others. While he and I are not currently involved in a traditional dom/sub relationship, I thoroughly enjoy what we have and how there are many levels to us.
More to come… xoxo.