Look Into My Eyes

Hello Lovelies,

I want to talk about something that will make things a little easier for your Doms (for a change lol). Doms range in skill, some are great at discipline, some scolding, some more mental than others, etc. But one thing your Doms cannot do…(unless he is an alien, lol)… is read your mind.

If something is a problem for you, especially a hard limit, tell him. Don’t think he can read you and know. Instead of getting mad, remember you did not say anything. So how would he know?

A Dom will respect your hard limits if he knows what they are, but don’t forget you have to tell him.

Trust me, even if it is hard or embarrassing, you’ll be much better off. Better that then a session going bad or even a nice day ruined over lack of communication.

Be good or else,

SJ

 

Red at Both Ends

  

Hello lovelies,

So I was at a gig which ended early but Bree did not know this. Evidently she behaves in a rather surprising manner when I’m not around. No, it isn’t what you’re thinking, lol.

She was on dragon speak reading from one of her books, rather ……hmmmmmmmm how do I say this, enthusiastically? I stood there for a while and when she finally saw me, she screamed like she was in a session.

She then turned redder than her bottom from her last spanking, so funny.

There is never a dull moment around here…

Be good or else,

SJ

Upstairs/Downstairs

Hello lovelies,

As you all know I love smart women, I mean come on, I married one, right? But sometimes she’s too smart for her bottoms own good.

Take last night for example, Bree was supposed to be upstairs sleeping. I’m downstairs watching a horror movie. It’s getting good, they are about to unmask the killer and ….. the screen goes off and comes back on with a bunch of Minions running around, huh??

What happened? How did I get on Netflix and why in the world would I play a Minions movie?

Then it hit me, BREE!!!

Somehow she’s behind this. I run upstairs, open the door and she is grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. She is also hiding something under the covers.

“Ok, give it up.” I say.

She then says, “What? I was sleeping.”

“Really??? With the light on and this??” I pulled back the covers and there is her ipad and guess what?

Big brain figured out how to cast Netflix downstairs. The next 5 mins were filled with the sounds of Minions laughing and Bree whining and yelling from the bb blistering she got.

Then I took her ipad, tucked her in and went back to my movie. Oh yes, the killer was dead, the movie was over and I had no idea who he was after investing an hr of my time, UGGGGGGG.

Some where Minions are laughing.

Be good or else,

SJ

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