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Ode to the Vegetarian Bdsm players ;) (4)
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Posted by submike_m42 on Tue 10 Jun 08, 11:46 PM
Once upon a time, in a little place, somewhere, there lived this little girl. She was into all the usual girly things of dolls and little cute furry pets. Her parents brought her up to eat all sorts of food. She had no idea where meat came from, never made the connection. After all there are two sorts of chicken aren't there? The ones you eat and the ones that lay eggs?
As this little girl grew up, she discovered a lot of lifes lessons, oh and boys too. She discoverd to her horror that the meat on her plate at dinner time was actually from an animal. "Thats it" she exclaimed to her mother one day, "I am never eating meat again, its too cruel".
Her mother went to the library and read up on vegie recipies, after all Delia didn't really cover the subject, and indulged her daugher, feeling it was a passing phase.
Early teens turned into middle teens for the girl, boys weren't "yuck" anymore. She went through all the "why does every boy fancy whoever, but not me" stage, till one day she met a boy who fancied her for her, or so she thought.
They started dating, the sort middle teenagers do, holding hands, kissing, cuddling, fondling, groping. She couldn't help but notice everytime he had his hands up her top, fumbling with her breasts, his crotch was a different shape. Eventually they progressed into their first fumbled attempts at sex. Oh it hurt her the first time, but it wasn't too bad. They snuck off when they could to have sex, always making sure they used protection.
One of these times he said to her "Suck my dick", this she rapidly pondered, "was this breaking her vegie routing, putting meat into her mouth", but he insisted, so she obliged, she didn't think much to the taste of his cum, but they loved eachother.
Foodwise she remained a veggie. The relationship with the boy ended, and she met another boy, a couple of years older. He was a biker, god didn't he look lovely in that leather jacket she thought. Things progressed, as they do and one evening, after a walk together, he leant in to kiss her, it was what she had been waiting for. She held him as he held her, her hands rubbing up and down his back. "Oh" she thought "the feel of that leather under my hands, is wonderfull". So they dated, had sex, rode on his bike, and all along she loved the feel of his leather jacket close to her.
Foodwise she still remained a veggie.
In the past she had only bought synthetic shoes, but the feel of his leather, made her think, "well its not like eating the animal is it?". So she bought leather boots, leather skirts, leather jackets, leather basques, leather jeans. She couldn't get enough of leather, the look of it the feel of it.
Foodwise she still remained a veggie. Then one day she read all about the chemicals used to create the veg she had been eating. She deicded to go organic.
The relationship with the biker went from strength to strength, and she turned into his subbie, whilst he decided to explore his Dominant side. For her it was even more contact with leather, paddles, floggers, whips, cuffs, etc.
Then one day she read an artical about how organic food isn't always what it says on the box. She decided to grow her own.
Feeling dissapointed with the lableing on organic food, and getting tired of the bikers demands, she dumped him and put all her spare energy into cultivating her crops, after all if you have grown them then you know whats in them.
She soon became a dab hand at growing all manner of fruit and veg.
Foodwise she remained a veggie. Relationship wise she didn't miss the bossy biker, but missed the wearing the leather.
Eventually she found another boyfriend, she introduced him to her leather fetish, she cooked veggie dinners for him. The sex was ok, but lacking in something. She hatched her plan, went to the fetish store, bought all the leather whips, paddles, floggers cuffs and restraints she could find. (selling some of her surplus fruit and veg was a good plan).
She introduced the new fella to the finer points of BDSM, her dressed from head to toe in leather, him tied and restrained, with leather, beaten with leather, whipped with leather. She had become a Domme, he her subbie.
The only differences they ever had was over their respective eating habbits. You see she still ate only veg, but kept trying to insist that he do the same.
One particular day he had, had enough of her nagging about how eating meat was, cruel to animals, and how she was right.
He replied "Well you wear the bloody cow, and I will eat whats left".
"After all there isn't any factories making synthetic skins for cows".
She was shocked, but as the argument died down, they kissed and made up. She asked him "were you surprised by my Dominant streak?"
He replied "No"
She asked "Why?"
He replied "I have watched you in the garden tending your crops, you keep your beans tied up 24/7, enjoy burying things in the mud, cutting and pickng at things when you think the time is right, soaking the poor restrained things when you feel like it, and when it suits you eating them, oh and not to mention imposing your will on nature"
"You are a natural Leather Clad vegetarian Domme" he replies.
mike
Replies
11 Jun 08, 12:56 AM
PleasureSwitch
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Thank you. That was a wonderful read. Nigel Blackwell is a genius.
ps I'm slightly Dyslexic.
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11 Jun 08, 1:14 AM
submike_m42
UK, 8 mths
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Glad you enjoyed it. Experienced in life, and learning in BDSM.
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11 Jun 08, 6:33 AM
Miss_Tura
UK, 19 mths
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MMMM very interesting  Miss T
unNilla - you know you want to
Sometimes we get so wrapped up in getting what we want, that we forget to ask ourselves why we wanted it in the first place
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11 Jun 08, 11:15 AM
submike_m42
UK, 8 mths
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nothing personal, just having read your blog on vegetarianism, it got my warped mind racing. Hope the humour came through. Experienced in life, and learning in BDSM.
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