M went to sleep...and a couple hours late, Little S hit me up in chat.
And we chatted, for a couple hours.
I am intentionally skipping details.
Maybe Little S will share it with M, maybe not.
The upshot of the chat is...I am supposed to ask for what I want.
Whether it's during a 'treat' or a 'funishment' or other play... or during sex.
If I want more, I should say so. If I want to be stroked in a certain way, I should say so.
I am supposed to ask, or else, how will she know?
As Little said, 'After all, she's not sykkic"
And... I don't see it happening (me, asking).
Not my nature, not my style, not my thing.
I've been told so many times, "If you don't ask, the answer is always no."
I have made a conscious choice... that I can live with the answer being 'no'.
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