I never learn
And aren’t y’all glad for that? 😀 Of course, New Guy keeps trying to teach me. Week after week after week. One might think he actually enjoys the frustration of attempting the impossible.
Despite the fact that I was partying away in Vegas last weekend and was drop-dead exhausted on Monday, I still missed him come Monday night. It didn’t feel the same. So I really looked forward to seeing him this evening. Right on time, he showed up, bearing his toy bag… and something else. A surprise.
What’s even better than flowers? Flowers for no reason! I asked what the occasion was, and he just shrugged and smiled. Perhaps it was because we met just about a year ago. Or maybe it’s ’cause he missed me as much as I missed him. 🙂 Such a sweetie he is.
Of course, then the flower-bearing Dr. Jekyll morphed into the implement-wielding Dr. Hyde in a New York heartbeat…
He thought it was inappropriate for me to blog all about my Shadow Lane adventures in Las Vegas. “I thought what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“But nothing — you broke the Vegas rule!”
I tried to protest that I have a responsibility to my readers to give them details of these events. “And I have a responsibility to keep you in line,” he answered.
Oh, brother. Can you tell what I thought of that by the look on my face?
When he got into the full swings with the big black strap, he commented about his femdom friend and how she puts her full arm into it with follow-through, just like this. “This is her technique?” I asked. “Yup,” he said.
“So,” I said, “does that mean you spank like a girl?”
Probably not the best thing to say. I don’t know what possesses me sometimes. (could it be…. Satan????)
Later when I was back OTK and all those damned implements were lying close by, he said something about how he hates having to do this. (Yeah, tell me another one.) I said, “Really? Well, if you hate it so much, then you won’t be needing these.” And I reached over and shoved all the implements off the bed onto the floor.
That probably wasn’t a good idea either.
Guess what my grand finale was? Twenty strikes with each implement. All six of them. Ow. I suppose I asked for that, huh…
You know, I believe I’m going to have more soreness tomorrow from one session with NG, than I did last week after 12 scenes.
Wouldn’t have it any other way. ♥