Posted by Morticia on Wed 29 Jun 05, 7:02 PM to Morticia's blog.
Could it be a touch of midsummer madness? Is it because it's too hot for latex?
Summer comes and I embark on a vanilla relationship.You know, the type of person who presses all my buttons in the vanilla world.
There's great vanilla sex, with a touch of perviness for good measure.But somethings missing.
When you are a Domme,and he's a regular type of guy,he just doesn't know the reality of what he is getting ,and the needs of a demanding woman outside of the sack.
I missed the total adoration,him moving his world to please me,and ended up feeling I was simply a place in his busy schedule. Is this what it's like for a vanilla mistress?
So I looked up at the moon and drew inspiration.I am a creature of the night,feeding off darkness and shadows.The days are too long,filling my nights with day light,eating into my very being.
The sun tricked me
But I know who I am,and where I need to be
Adored
Edited Wed 29 Jun 05, 7:27 PM by Morticia
| 4 Jul 05, 4:26 PM RhysRascal UK(EN), 12 yrs   |
I don't think it's ever to hot for latex, unless of course your Domme says it is. Summer is supposedly in full swing (as I write this there is a torrential downpour outside in a scene reminiscent from the film "The Crow") and indeed another vanilla relationship slips away into the water logged gutter given life by this thick black storm cloud above. Almost 12 months of kidding myself that I should push to the back of my mind my thoughts of being in servitude to a beautiful and demanding Mistress. Instead I decide to push on with a "normal?" relationship with.....and get this......an Accountant! The thoughts of servitude hang like bats, dormant until the sun sets when my head explodes with the beating of a thousand 'fetish' wings, as my mind makes its way back to where it should really be; outside in the darkness. In reality I am tucked up warm in a cotton sheeted vanilla bed whilst talking of purchasing our first place together. As my mind wanders back out into the darkness I imagine the property I would really like to purchase, it isn't anything like the girl laying 4 inches away is imagining. My property includes a Dungeon, a Rubber room and a Medical suit; hers has a matching 3 piece bathroom suite, a built in wardrobe and a Belfast sink. I wake realizing that even though we are compatible in many respects, we will never be buying that property together nor will we be even looking. My bats are wide awake today during the daylight and the truth flows from my mouth just like the bats leaving the cave. She is not happy, but I am on the way to being so. Today is a new day and last night was a new feeling of happiness as I updated my (neglected) profile on IC with the hope of meeting my future property hunting, dungeon planning, partner.
rhys mclean.
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