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Three Thumbs Up!

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on December 7, 2008
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I feel very fortunate to have so many wild, fun sexual experiences. I really am very lucky. While I was a total pervert before I met MasterDoc, he has led me further down the path of debauchery and I love him for it. Last night we had some guests - a Dom, his slave #1(who lives in NY), his slave #2 (a Canadian down for a visit) and a woman who is potentially going to be his, so right now she’s a submissive under consideration I guess. (Edited 12/10 to get the hierarchy correct.) Liz was visiting and MasterDoc got her to cook dinner - a spectacular feast as always (complete with made-from-scratch apple pie!) We got settled with our guests and enjoyed some wine with dinner. Now, as a submissive I call MasterDoc “Sir” and not “Master” since our relationship is not that of Master and slave. I don’t think I have it in me to be someone’s slave. I’m too spoiled, cantankerous, and selfish to commit to being a slave. I’m really very happy with the situation I have with MasterDoc. He knows how to work with my difficult aspects, but I digress. It was different to be around submissives who refer to their Dom as Master. Not bad, just different. I can see where I’m much more autonomous than they are. I don’t have to call MasterDoc Sir when I don’t have my collar on (unless he’s just given me a direct order, then it’s appropriate) and things are on a closer-to-equal footing when I’m not in my collar. (They’re never truly equal, but then that’s part of the attraction of a Dom/sub relationship. I want him to be in charge, even when I’m feeling stubborn.) I think I’ve found a D/s relationship that works well for me, and I very much respect the other types of D/s relationships there are out there. It’s fascinating to discover that each one is so different. You’d think there’s one way to be a Dom but there really isn’t. There’s as many D/s relationship structures as there are people who practice power exchange.

The slaves and sub were all good about doing things like dishing out food at dinner and what not. As hostess I really should have been better, but I’m a crap hostess. lol I did set the table, and take their coats and stuff like that. I tried to be on my best behavior. I missed a few things like putting out napkins on the table, but I remedied it as quickly as possible when it was noticed. I was feeling really shy last night. Not shy sexually, after all, when am I shy sexually? But quiet, not talkative. Luckily the other ladies were friendly and engaged me in conversation. The Canadian one really caught my eye - curvy with a nose ring and color streaked hair - definitely my type. The other two were hot as well but some people are just more your type than others. The Dom is a handsome man, in his 40s, and his ladies seemed quite devoted to him. All in all, everyone was nice and I really enjoyed the time we spent with them.

After dinner, we hung out in the living room. Dynamics-wise it was interesting as the other ladies sat on the floor (out of choice, I believe) and I sat on the sofa with the two men. I’m not sure exactly how we got things started, but MasterDoc asked to borrow some wax to do some wax play on me. I spread out on the reclining chair and he dripped wax all over me. It hurt, but in a wonderful, sensational way. The first candle he chose was white, so the wax didn’t show up in the dim light, but he switched to a red candle at the other Dom’s urging. I braced myself since darker candles are supposed to burn hotter. I don’t know that there was a significant difference, but he sadistically dripped wax in the delicate area next to my mons.

He sent me to clean up, and I’m foggy on what exactly happened next. There was some spanking at one point. There were clothespins put on the nipples of one of the ladies. The Canadian knelt in front of her Master and he lulled her into the submissive headspace. I was told to come over to her and play with her tits. I felt shy but slowly made my way over. He directed the action every step of the way. I was to suck on one tit, then the other. He had her and me lean in close to each other, not kissing just yet but leaning in close, cheek to cheek. He told us both to smell each other and we stroked our cheeks against each other and sniffed slowly. He told us to start kissing, but not on the mouth, on the cheek, the neck, any place else. She really dove in and started to work on my neck. I’ve got a bit of a hickey today from it. I was in such a happy place. He slowly moved us towards kissing on the lips, and she dove in before he gave permission. I was so hot for her at this point, the slowness was agony (and I’m sure he knew it!) He got her to back off, but then gave us permission and our tongues met and she sucked on my lips sensually. She’s a very good kisser. Our hands reached out to each other’s bodies and we caressed and played, she sucked on my tits for a bit then dove in to my pussy. I sit back, leaning against the couch, and closed my eyes as she worked magic on my clit. She was instructed to get her ass in the air, near the couch so MasterDoc could spank her. I reached under her stomach and found her clit and massaged it with my fingers. It was so damn hot watching MasterDoc spank her while she went down on me. I hardly noticed what the rest of them were up to. *grin* I do believe the other Dom got a blow job from his other women.

I had the thought at one point in the evening, that plenty of people would consider us to be sick freaks. I mean, the evening is totally outside of what most people do with their Saturday evenings. But this is definitely a case of “if it’s wrong I don’t want to be right.” Last night was among the hottest nights of my life. It was better than porn. Seriously.

The sybian was brought out, and each of our lady guests got turns riding it. It is amazing to watch a woman on the sybian. The look on her face is just beautiful. MasterDoc ran the controls and made each lady come over and over again, after they got his permission of course. Two of the ladies fooled around while one of them rode the sybian, I got prompted to join in after I was just sitting there watching the action. I got to watch pretty much all of the sybian rides, and my mouth was hanging open at how hot it was to watch. I was so horny! I was feeling a little left out and wondering when I’d get to have an orgasm, but I kept quiet and behaved myself. Luckily, the other Dom wanted to see me on the sybian as well. MasterDoc had me get my gag since it was late at night and we didn’t want my screams to disturb the neighbors. So, bit gag in mouth, I got on the sybian. MasterDoc positioned himself right in front of me so I could fall forward into his arms. He teased me and I was begging to come in no time. (Hard to do with the gag in my mouth. lol) He asked the other Dom if he thought I should be allowed to come yet, and he said not yet. So MasterDoc teased me a bit more. When he allowed me to come, my whole body convulsed and I grabbed at him, moaning through the gag.

This might be when we took a break to have pie, I can’t quite remember. While we were in the dining room, MasterDoc played with the clover clamps on the Canadian slave’s breasts. Youch. I can’t take them, but she rode through the pain. He got her to take the chain into her mouth, holding the clamps so they were pulling on her nipples roughly. I could tell the pain was turning her on. MasterDoc started playing with her cunt, and eventually she came as he slapped her clit. She even squirted across the table. (I was seated next to them and got splashed a little.)

Back in the living room, even more happened. Oh yes, you’re probably thinking damn, this night has been really hot so far, but oh I am a lucky girl and the night continued to get hotter. The Canadian slave went over to MasterDoc and they played a bit (I think she gave him a blow job, I’m not sure my back was turned). I was called over to the other Dom and he placed clothes pins on my nipples. He followed up with clothes pins all around my breasts. He then had me turn and show MasterDoc. Some pictures were taken (MasterDoc making sure that my face wasn’t in any of them). I was left like that for a little while. The clothespins pinched my flesh. When MasterDoc nudged to have the other Dom take them off it hurt while each one came off, but he had two of his ladies kiss and caress each spot as he took them off. The two continued to suck on my nipples, my very sensitive nipples. He had the third one come around behind me and stroke my head, meanwhile he (the other Dom) slid his fingers into my cunt. Oh my god the feeling was amazing having so many hands on my body. I begged to be allowed to come, and from the sofa MasterDoc taunted me, asking me if I was sure I wanted to come. He teased me while the other Dom played with my g-spot. When I was allowed to come I came hard yet again. Afterwards, MasterDoc told me I was a very good girl and I beamed. I’m positively swooning as I write this. I have the best time being a slut. I mean, really amazing fun.

Just when you’d think the night couldn’t get any better, the Canadian slave got fisted in front of all of us. I sat there, mesmerized, with a front row seat to watching her get fisted. Her Master’s entire hand fit inside her cunt. “Jesus Christ,” I thought, “This is cool!” I mean, how many people get up to this on a Saturday night? Before I knew it, I was being talked into fisting her as well. I had never fisted anyone before, so the Dom talked me through the whole process, gradually adding more fingers and more of my hand (and lots of lube) until my entire fist was inside her. When she came I could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing my hand. My hand remained inside her as he kissed her afterwards, forgotten. It was funny. Eventually it was like, “Oh I forgot your hand was in there!” and he had me take it gently out. She gave me a great kiss and cuddle afterwards and it was great to make another woman feel that good. It was totally hot. I’m sure I sound like a fourteen-year-old boy but, dude, last night was totally hot. *grin*

If I could have a night like that every night of my life I would never feel depressed. It was amazing. I hope that they come to play with us again sometime soon.

After they left, I cleaned up a bit and hung out with MasterDoc and Liz. We all agreed that they were nice people and we hope to see them again. It was just about bedtime for me when MasterDoc’s cock got hard. He said something about fucking me in the morning, but I was keen to get fucked then. (I just knew I’d want to sleep in as late as I could in the morning.) And, yippee!, he decided to fuck me. We went into the bedroom and he went down on me for a little while. He then fucked me from behind and he had me in a state in no time. I was moaning, dying to come. He fucked me hard and I struggled to hold back from coming. Then he gave me permission and I came, my muscles clenching his cock. It was a wonderful ending to a wonderful evening. I fell forward after, dazed. I cuddled up to MasterDoc and felt so very thankful to have him in my life. Today, I was sad to leave, uncertain when I get to see MasterDoc next. I really can’t get enough of him.

Addendum: I changed the title of this after MasterDoc reminded me that we already had a title for it - last night the other Dom came up with the joke of three thumbs up, i.e. his two thumbs and the dildo sticking up from the sybian. The new mark of a successful sexual encounter - three thumbs up!

Dirty Slut

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on September 20, 2008
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We had a guest over for the first time in a while. I was feeling more shy than usual, but in a way that is hot - I felt more embarassed to be used as a slut in front of an audience and that humiliation was a turn on. Add to this the fact that MasterDoc was more into verbal humiliation than usual and it was a somewhat difficult scene in some respects. Yet, while I found it hard to be called a filthy slut so much, I was also really turned on. Humiliation is a hard kink to have, because you feel like you shouldn’t enjoy it so much. You feel embarassed and shy and yet your crotch is on fire.

MasterDoc had me suck his cock for a while, but the guy first asked why I was still dressed. So I was told to get up and get undressed for the man. I was quickly naked and back on my knees sucking cock. MasterDoc had me look at the guy as I did so, something he knows is difficult for me. I tried my best to be a good girl and make eye contact while licking and sucking. After a bit, he had me lay on my stomach for a spanking. He was rougher than I thought he would be, I knew that the guy watching wasn’t so much into bdsm as trying to broaden his horizons. At one point later on MasterDoc slapped my face harder than usual, and I had a momentary worry about marks (there are no marks, the man knows what he’s doing) and he’d grab my hair hard in between. While the roughness threw me off a bit, I kept in submissive mode and took what he gave me.

He fucked me in front of the guy, calling me a dirty whore during. I moaned at the feel of his cock inside me. I wanted so much to come. He got me to the edge but held me there and didn’t let me come. It was so hot being watched. After, he had me play with myself in front of the man, we were waiting at that point for another man to show up, and I had my legs spread wide while the man watched me stroke my clit. I was really wet during all this. The guy had a hard on from watching me. He asked MasterDoc if he could would have me suck his cock. MasterDoc declined, but had me lend the guy a hand for a while. I had this guy’s cock in one hand, MasterDoc’s in the other hand. How slutty, giving two handjobs at once! *grin*

The other guy never showed up, and the first guy had to get going. I was left having not had an orgasm and I was feeling horny. What made me even more horny was that MasterDoc has gotten back this medical device that’s supposed to help women orgasm easier. It provides suction on your clit and you use it a few times a week to improve blood flow. (The perks of dating a doctor! lol) He had me use it for a while and the sucking turned me on some more. He’s sending me home with the device and we will see how easy it makes it for me to come. Rowr. So I was all sorts of horny when we went out that evening.

Natural Born Pervert

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on August 31, 2007
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I think that I was born kinky, just like I think that I was born bisexual. I can’t remember a time in my life where I didn’t get aroused by kinky things (or have feelings of attraction and affection for boys and girls alike). I can remember as a child, being aroused by the fantasy of being kidnapped and tied up. I remember reading an article about the Patty Hearst kidnapping and being turned on by the image of her tied up in a closet and her captors pinching her nipples. I read and re-read that passage, secretly. (I was a precocious reader, I believe this article was in Reader’s Digest and I was still in elementary school - I think. I seem to remember reading it in the bedroom I had through elementary school.)

By the time I was in high school, I was collecting things like silk scarves that I could tie myself up with. I’d bind my wrists or ankles together and then masturbate (sometimes untying first as I’d need a spare hand or two to do so). I’d blindfold myself or gag myself. The sensation turned me on so much! The attempts at spanking myself fell far short of the fantasy, however. I had fantasies of being tied up, and fantasies of being spanked, fantasies of being raped, fantasies of being kidnapped. I knew that I didn’t truly want to be raped or kidnapped, but the idea of playacting that out with someone consensually got me really hot. Long before I ever had my first kiss or sexual experience with another, I was kinky. I’m not sure when I became aware that others felt like this too, or that it was perhaps a bit unusual to feel this way. I accepted it pretty much all along.

My first kinky experiences were with my very first boyfriend when I was 18. He and I explored a lot together sexually. I remember him domming me and my being so enthralled by it. (He was less so. He wanted to be dommed. I typically end up dating submissive men if they’re at all kinky.) We pretended that I was the maid to his wealthy man and he forcefully seduced me in my parent’s basement after everyone went to bed. He and I acted out a lot of fantasies, I don’t think I’ve dated anyone since who I explored so much with, but then he was my first. We liked doing things like having one of us pretend to be completely inexperienced (not that either of us was really experienced! lol) and the other would seduce the innocent one. We’d play with power differential situations, like one was the chauffeur and the other the employer when we’d be out fooling around in my car. We played around with bondage, me tied with my wrists over my head attached to the pipe coming out of the ceiling of the basement apartment he shared with his mom. Not so thrilling was the time we decided to include food and he put maple syrup on my torso. lol It was just a whole lotta stickiness. He had to untie me so I could shower off and we could stop laughing.

Right from the start of my sexual experiences I was eager to experiment with being kinky. And right from the start of my awareness of sexual feelings in myself I got hot over kinky things. It really seems to be how I’m wired.

Finally, some girl on girl action

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on August 25, 2007
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So something happened last night that only happens once in a blue moon - I had a date with a woman and we ended up in bed together. Go figure. I’m trying to figure out the last time this happened and other than one woman I fooled around with after meeting at the sex parties I used to go, the last time this sort of thing happened was the first time I ever went to bed with a woman. I was in London, just arrived on a short vacation when I met my first girlfriend in a lesbian bar. I ended up hanging out with her and her friends (my friend called it an evening early) and went home with her. We had a whirlwind romance over the next few days and kept things going long distance for a couple of months, until it was too difficult for her to deal with the fact that I had a boyfriend at home. (My first stint at being poly, before I knew the word polyamorous at all.) Most of my dates with women are rather chaste affairs, maybe ending with a quick peck on the lips, if at all. But last night I lucked out as the words “slutty, kinky and nerdy” on my profile was what attracted her.

Like me she’s an intelligent, educated woman (she speaks three very different languages fluently) who has a strong appetite for sex and an interest in kinky things. We met up for dinner and she treated me to a Japanese restaurant, where she proceeded to order in fluent Japanese. I had sake for the first time and by the time we left I had a good buzz going on. She paid for dinner, and we decided to seek out a karaoke box place where we could hide ourselves in a room and be silly singing songs and drinking. It was a lot of fun but we barely gazed at each or touched while we were there. I suppose were busy getting drunk and working up the courage to go for what we really wanted. Thankfully I had a nice light buzz throughout the evening, I didn’t get full-on drunk. After we exhausted the karaoke we walked along the city streets trying to decide what to do next. She offered that we could go to her place, she had already offered that I could sleep there if I wanted to. We got a cab uptown and she brought me into her little studio apartment.

She put some music on and set up just a few dim lights. We talked a little about kinky stuff (she’s interested in bdsm, as a potential Domme) and she showed me any toys she had in her closet. There was a little rubber semi-flogger that actually had a bit of a sting to it when you got a good whack with it. After a few awkward moments sipping some really strong, awful sake someone had given her, she said, “So do you want to kiss?” I just love when people are direct. I wish I could be more direct. And once we got started everything was easy. She’s very passionate and soon had me pinned down to the bed, our hips grinding into each other (crotches grinding against thighs). Clothes very slowly came off and she teased me, grabbing my hair and kissing me passionately. After getting naked, we ended up taking a short break to have some cherries she had in her apartment - being fed stemmed cherries can be quite sexy. She had me lay on my stomach and she stroked and massaged me, gradually working up to a few spanks here and there and some swats with the flogger-ish thing she had. We had discussed the idea of safe words briefly and she kept expressing surprise that I didn’t use a safe word. (MasterDoc has put me through far more serious pain than she did. lol) She had some cuffs that she put on my wrists and a blindfold on my eyes. I have to admit, that no matter how well an evening’s going, it can be a little nerve wracking to have a stranger blindfold you. Thankfully my instincts about her were right and nothing bad happened. She spanked me some more, never really getting as hard as I would have liked her to. She fingered me to a very wet orgasm while I was still on my stomach.

We hung out and talked a wee bit and decided to try to get some sleep. (I have no idea what time it was. She didn’t have a easily visible clock in her place so I spent the night having no sense of time.) It was particularly noisy outside her apartment and neither of us got much sleep. We got up around quarter to nine and she ordered breakfast to be delivered. We munched on bagels with cream cheese and drank some very necessary coffee. We hung out on her bed naked, talking and soon she was worked up and all over me again. I hardly needed persuading to fool around some more, this time I paid more attention to her and nearly brought her to an orgasm. I relished the compliment she gave me about my fingering skills (I’m always very unsure about them) saying that I was very good at it and much better than a man. She pampered me with caresses and a feather glided over my body, then a foot rub when I mentioned that my feet were cold. Soon we were entwined again, writhing and rubbing up against each other as we kissed passionately. I totally loved that she’s very comfortable being the one on top and in control. She brought me to another orgasm with her fingers and as the hour was getting into the afternoon, I talked about maybe heading home. She asked if I would help her get to an orgasm and I gladly obliged. Between her fingers and mine she had one finally and I could feel good about heading out. She accompanied me all the way to the train station where we said goodbye. I can see this being a very nice friends-with-benefits sort of situation. She’s eager to explore kinkiness and I’m certainly a good one to lead her down the path into kink. She’s curious about things like swing parties and would like to check one out (although she says she gets shy and wouldn’t be an exhibitionist like me.) I’m exhausted today, but it’s a good tired.

Finding a Dom

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on August 2, 2007
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So as you all know I’m kinky and my kinky leanings are on the submissive side. While I’ve played with people like D. & L. I’ve never properly had a Dom to play with on a regular basis. But it’s something I’ve always wanted to have. So I perk up when I’m talking with someone online who I’ve met through a dating site and it turns out they’re Dominant. This happened recently and so I met him for dessert in a diner to see how we got along in person (this happened as quickly as it did because he offered his 20-year-old sub to Davey to get fucked and she’s leaving for school soon, and hey, I like to pimp my boyfriend out because I think he can only get better the more experienced he is.) So I felt comfortable with him but still slowly warming up to him. I’m not wildly physically attracted to him, but I am attracted to the fact that he’s a Dom who doesn’t take himself too seriously. (He reads this blog, and I hope that comment does not bother him. I’m becoming rather fond of him in a short period of time and wouldn’t want to say anything hurtful. Anyway, he can always spank me for saying I’m not wildly physically attracted to him, if he likes. ;-)

I like a Dom with a sense of humor. Too many Dominant men are too into their roles for me to feel safe playing with them. I like nice guys who are also Dominant. This guy is a gentleman otherwise but quite capable of Domming - the perfect mix! And he has a sense of humor. I’ll have to come up with a pseudonym for him as his initial is the same as someone else’s on this blog - that’s the problem with using initials. Maybe he’ll have a pseudonym he’d like me to use.

So last night Davey and I went to his place and met his lovely young sub. She’s extremely cute, nice body and I took to her (personality-wise) pretty quickly. It’s a shame she’ll be off at school as I’d like to hang out with her (and play with her) again. We took a little while to chat and get acquainted, but that’s the boring stuff so I’ll leave it out of the blog. Soon the Dom (as I’ll call him for now) had gotten out a couple of floggers and he gave Davey a demonstration on how to use them. Soon, I was bending over a chair getting my butt flogged by the smaller of the two floggers. Oh yes, I was in a happy place.

As usual, I was the first person to start doffing garments. I was soon in my underwear (sexy, lacy white underwear chosen for the occasion because, you know, I’m just so innocent I have to wear white. *guffaw*) and getting soundly flogged. I must be a wuss because he wasn’t even hitting me as hard as he could and it was hard enough! I have some light bruising on my hips today from the flogging (and when I bump into the tender spot or see the bruises in the mirror I think fondly back to the night before). He got his sub warmed up by giving her a spanking over his knee, fun to watch and I’m sure even more fun to experience. (I just love the idea of getting an over the knee spanking while being alternately fingered and worked up into a frenzy. And to admit how kinky I really am, I have a fantasy of being spanked until I cry…. don’t ask me why but that gets me hot. So far I haven’t had anyone I was close enough to to live that out with. But I imagine it to be emotionally cathartic.)

He put out some mats on the floor with sheets over them and has his sub get down there to give him a blow job. She looked like she’s very good at doing that, oh and I forgot that she had already given Davey some head at this point. Davey was surprisingly getting into the kinkiness a bit, I think more out of the fact that it turned the rest of us on. He enjoyed seeing me get flogged because he knows that I enjoy it. (Got me wet!) The Dom invites us to join in (Davey and I can be shy until you get us started. If we’re unsure if something’s okay or not we err on the side of not doing something. Yeah we should probably get over this a little.) and so I start stroking her pussy and she thrusts her ass out further towards me. Obviously this is welcome so I wet a finger and slide it inside her and finger her for a little while. Davey joins in with playing with her breasts and then later fingering her as I go over to sit by the Dom who’s enjoying having his dick sucked. He’s very gentle and slow moving with me, as he’s said that he’d like to put off sex with me until it’s a situation where he’s Doming me, and I agree that that’s cool. However, I was getting worked up now watching the sub go down on Davey and getting fondled by the Dom. (Aw heck, I was worked up just from the very idea of going over there!) She leaned over and sucked my nipples a bit so I gladly did the same for her. Davey and the sub went off to fuck in the bedroom as she had expressed a preference for doing it in the bed (and he’s just such a sweetie he’ll always be accommodating). The Dom and I spent time cuddling, caressing, talking. I expressed the fact that I would be comfortable with things moving along more quickly than they are (hey, I was horny, and we all know how much I’m driven by my sexual desires) so I ended up sitting between his legs, back to him, and he fondled my pussy. He slapped it a few times, much to my pleasure! And soon was fingering me. And I squirted all over and came so hard. Then Davey came back out of the bedroom and joined in fingering me. I just loved all that attention. I came a couple more times.

Davey and I were spent at this point (he had had a rough day at work) so after some more chatting we excused ourselves and headed home. But I’m now convinced that I could have a lot of kinky fun with the Dom. I’m definitely warming up to him.

Kink

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on June 28, 2007
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I recently heard from D. and L., the couple I’ve seen a bunch of times for bdsm play. At first I was hesitant to get together with them. After all I was frequently left feeling like the human sex toy, to be tossed back into the toybox after play. I wasn’t willing to deal with that again. But instead of making excuses I decided to be forthright. And what I got back was a very thoughtful email apologizing for any awkwardness and professing feelings of genuine friendship. Hmmm. So yet again being honest has yielded change. I feel much better about them and I’m going to play with them sometime this month. I have had very little kink in my life for nearly two years now. Davey is very vanilla, and hey, there’s nothing wrong with that it just means he can’t be he one to fulfill my dirty, kinky fantasies of being dominated. And so perhaps I will be able to get that from time to time with D. & L. After all, I have had some wonderful fun with them in the past. We’ll see how things go.