Near Dom experiences

**Flaming_Redhead** · 12-17-2007

I've been away for awhile, and I don't really have much to report. *sigh* I've been a good girl for months, and it's just about killing me! VoodooMan and I had a little talk about my "misbehaving." He prefers that I just ASK for what I want instead of trying to bait him. Can you imagine?!?! Ppppfffftttt. He said he knew the best way to punish me was by not giving me what I want, so I've been trying really super extra hard to be good in hopes that I'd get...well....a spanking. I can't seem to reconcile in my mind that being good equals getting a spanking. In fact, if you wanna know the truth, it doesn't. Apparently, I'm supposed to ASK. *groan* So help me, I can't. Well, I could. I suppose anything is possible, but the fact remains that I just don't want to. *pout* Soooo....now you're all wondering what has happened. Some of you may be aware that I have a wee tiny bit of...um....what some might call...um...dominant tendencies? *ahem* Anyway, they have come to the forefront. I was texting VoodooMan this Sunday and somehow got to talking about his ass....how much I like it....how round and muscular it is. *drools* Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah. I said that one might even consider it to be a spankable ass. *grins* He asked me who....well...he asked if I wanted to, specifically. Moi? *innocent look* I cautiously (ha ha) replied that I liked to swat it. He said he'd noticed that. *nods a lot* It's true. I do like to swat him every chance I get. In fact, I swatted his ass right after our first play session which just happened to be in a dungeon....but I digress. *eg* I remarked that I just needed to find a very sub female. He asked me why. I replied it was so I could spank her instead! DUH Well, I didn't say duh to him, obviously. *ggls* I continued explaining that I wanted to practice caning and flogging and such. *nods eagerly* He said that was interesting. And smiled. *raised eyebrow* Then, the next text referred to me as none other than....Mistress *******. I laughed my ass off, and so help me, I couldn't resist texting him back that failing to address me properly would result in punishment. *big grin* I was daydreaming about it already....asking if the order was understood and twisting a nipple if the title of Mistress was forgotten in the answer. *sigh* Um...okay...so then...lemme see....I got kinda distracted there for a second. Ahh...yes...the infamous "uh-huh!" Since I didn't perceive that as a negative response, I continued with telling him how one's head must always be below mine. I'm pretty petite at 5' 2", so most anyone would have to bow, kneel or crawl. *eg* I'm trying really hard not to get distracted again! Um...so...then he asked, "My head?" I snickered and told him it wasn't the one between his legs. All he said then was "oh." I began to worry that Daddy was getting pissed off by all this Domme-ly talk, so I told him I wouldn't wanna see my Daddy crawling around. Grovering and begging, maybe, but not crawling. LOL I asked him if I was in trouble. *ggls* He responded by asking ME if I was TRYING! hahahahahahahahaha I really wasn't. I swear. I told him so. Then, I asked him if Domme was a bad thing. I almost held my breath as I waited for his response. "No." *big sigh of relief* I was still a bit worried about what he might be thinking, so I told him that maybe I was just getting too big for my britches. "You think?" *tee hee hee hee* Maybe just a little. "Can't you just send me to your room or something?" I asked. "Sure I can!" Woo hoo hoo! Now, I just have to wait until I see him again....GRRRR.....but I'm still wondering about this whole Domme business that seems to keep rearing her bossy little head.