I Wonder How You'd Like...

Sometimes we are so intensely sexual and connected and I feel his dominance so clearly that it takes my breath away. This was one of those weeks.

One night he says to me, "I wonder how you'd like to sleep in clamps tonight?"

I don't say anything. Why taunt the beast? He won't do it, I know. It's just a fleeting thought. And I guess if he did he'd make it manageable.

He continues with it though. "Yes, I'm serious. Maybe tomorrow night would be better though. When you don't have to get up and go to work."

Yikes. That sounds more than fleeting.

"The only thing I worry about, and you would too subgirl, is that I wouldn't be here for 8 hours to manage you, to manage your pain. If I was sleeping with you tonight, I'd put them on you."

The Sadist, thinking things through. I didn't interrupt.

"Which ones would we use? The red ones? Or the little tweezers? I think the little tweezers for the first time don't you?"

Wow. I couldn't sleep in the red ones, that's for sure. They go on okay, and stay that way for a while, and then all of a sudden they become unbearable. The tweezers would be better. But I don't say any of that.

"The ring only pushed up 1/3 of the way maybe? or 1/4? Would they stay on at 1/4?"

He's teasing me. I know he is.

"Subgirl, run get the tweezers quick while I wait."

"Yes Sir."