Posts Tagged ‘Switch’


Breaking all the rules (but she was 4 minutes early)

November 21, 2008

I’m living from weekend to weekend these days – work funds all the little dinners, metro cards, and stuff I need to make my weekends as sexy as possible. Although my current unforeseeable lady issues are going to try and stop my endeavors this weekend, I will have a sexy weekend with M and Rae dammit.


Maybe if I made her wear a Dunce cap..

Rae was sweet enough to come over last night and help clean the house up for M’s arrival (later today). Since our relationship was as of last weekend made a decidely more BDSM-y one, I’ve been somewhat conflicted in addressing all the disciplinary transgressions while we’re just hangin out and giggling about regular BFF topics. Par exemple, I told Rae to be at my house at 6:30 – as per our agreement she didn’t give excuses (just some argumentative-like pondering) – I expected her to be there at 06:30:00 or later. Lo and behold, as I approach my home, I see Rae perched on my stoop at 6:26! I’m so elated that I give her her first “good girl” to which she beams brightly and squirms around. Unfortunately, she came in without being invited which is a Don’t on our list of rules. Sigh. Later on, she forgets more and gets too…excited maybe to follow certain directions.

I honestly have no idea what’s going on in her head; I’ll tell her to replace 4 cups of water from my betta’s tank…she drains the whole thing…so maybe 8 cups in I ask “How many cups did I say to replace?” and she’ll ponder, sigh, and tell me “four”. This happens ALL THE TIME. I’m not nearly serious enough to keep from laughing because it’s just silly how she hears me but doesn’t listen and how “actively listening” is on her To Do list.

All this is taking place while we’re tidying up and cooking and screwing around, so do I ruin a perfectly good moment to address her negligence? I suppose it’s either that or tally up the issues to take care of another time. Luckily M and I will have time tonight to discuss this issue – he thinks that I’m too much of a disciplinarian but not a strict enough punisher. Anyway, it’ll be a great way to spend a Friday night at least until Rae gets home from her show.

By the way, the French Word of the Day on my calendar was “gâtée” which means spoiled; the example sentence is “C’est une enfant gâtée”. Coincidence?


From date to fucktoy sub to gf in ____ seconds flat.

November 10, 2008

Have you ever watched one of the home decorating shows where an entire room’s theme is based on a significant object? Well, I recently rearranged my room with the focus being a small space dedicated to a corner and a little, red stool.

As Rae and I have been spending more and more time together, the relationship has slowly matured into something less like a BFF/play partner and more like a girlfriend. I never saw it coming, honestly; in the past I’ve had to decide between gf and fuck toy with neither ending with fond memories or significant tenure.In the past few days, Rae has not so subtly asked for definition in our relationship which is ideally all the BDSM-y bits that interject our hang out time now and being all girly and giggly with plenty of hugs and kisses. So what is a girl to do with such an unusual hybrid?

Rearrange the room.

Yesterday, I decided calling Rae my girlfriend felt about right and her eyes lit right up when I told her so. At this time, I had already decided that my room needed a change – clothes, boxes, art supplies and furniture are all strewn about my room – but I could hardly settle on an arrangement. Rae and I shopped for food, took sexy pictures on our journey and talked about what sort of relationship we could have. She went to her show afterwards, telling me she’d come back later that night to hang out with me. As soon as she left, I immediately went to work making a suitable space for her, something about this little stool in the house needed to be linked to Rae. The stool sits humbly in a bare corner with bare walls in my room, Rae came over last night, marveled at my new set up and perched herself right on that stool like it was put there just for her. I was elated!

So, of course I tied her limbs to it in some pretty elaborate knots and did something like sensation play for a few hours. Orgasms, wetness, and post orgasm giggles later, we curled up together in my bed to sleep very soundly. The bed was sweet and soft and warm; the stool was none of those. My room finally feels just right…I have a space where Rae is my gf and a space where she’s my plaything, with the transition being a fairly easy one.

*sighs dreamily*


Switching & the Derisive, Coquettish Puppet Voice

September 25, 2008
Classic DCPV Pose

Classic DCPV Pose

In case you didn’t know:

Switching is the slash in the D/s relationship. It is being dominant and submissive to varying degrees and tends to get that whole pick-a-damn-side sentiment from the BDSM community. Very similar to that of bisexuality. I happen to enjoy both immensely.

Derisive, Coquettish Puppet Voice is the term my mother’s ex-boyfriend invented to describe the tone that manipulative, passive aggressive little girls use when they want something with just a hint of flirty sexiness. I’m convinced that this tone is exclusive to women and that every woman possesses it.

In a submissive role, I use the DCPV to death. I described the concept to the bf, making fun of my mother, he laughed and said “Oh yeah you do that all the time.” I was hurt but he assured me that it was one of the cuter things I did (when in moderation) unless paired with DCPV’s evil cousin, Derisive Whiny Puppet Voice.

 Dwelling on this further, I found that I generally avoid that higher pitched, girly tone to preserve my normally mature disposition BUT that it comes out with dominants. It doesn’t bother me then cause I’m too busy being a little brat of a harlot, and thankfully the voice doesn’t ever surface under any other circumstances. 

As a switch, I enjoy doing to others all the things I like to be done to me (there’s something deep and meaningful in there somewhere…) and so, of course, when Rae used DCPV last night, I found it totally endearing! I was thinking “Awww look at her trying to get away with something, I know what’s going on here!”

What is this post about? I have no idea. But it was pretty sweet when Rae flashed her tits for her Dom on the metro.