July
22, 2001
Time is quickly becoming a precious commodity to me.
And i wish there was some way to buy more of it.
My list of things to do:
Draw the picture of the house.
Try to post more here. (Himself is telling me on average
of once per week now - "Where's your post. Do
your post!" Alrighty then. When?)
Try to get Domsview back up and running.
Try to finish the three websites i have on the go plus be
creative for a fourth in the hopes that i get the job,
plus update the mailing list site that i did plus finish
off another one so i can actually get paid. And
update Himself's theatre company site and fix my own site.
Go to work 5 days of the week. (i've negotiated it
down to four so that i can get some things done and try to
look for another job.)
Finish writing a story i have going with a friend.
Finish putting the house back together since we have now
reversed all the rooms upstairs. (The bed is in the
old living room now, and the office is in what used to be
our bedroom. What a mess that created.)
And then just for fun, get ready for the upcoming long
weekend when we are having an open
house/munch.
i know there's more. It's probably written on a note
somewhere that is now lost in the room shuffle.
i feel a whimper coming on.

Of course it is
not all bad. Somewhere in all of the above mess i've
managed to spend good time with Himself.
We've still kept
to our routine of having dinner together and i'm very glad
of that as it gives us time to chat and catch up.
And just be pleasantly quiet together.
And last weekend
we spent the night with some friends, then attended a
flogging workshop the next day with them. Himself
was the demonstrator actually, and i got to be the demo
subby (along with one other female.) Very cool by
all standards and Himself as per usual was an excellent
instructor.
We didn't have an
actual scene however, until we were home and in the
privacy of our own bedroom the next morning. But it
was more than worth the wait. And i even got bold
enough to ask to be tied to the bed. He was most
obliging; starting the scene with me face up first, then
face down. And one of the things i like best about
scening with Him is that, besides the great sex (we have
that a lot just on it's own and now He's gonna give me
that look for saying so), He loves to use all those
toys He has collected. It wasn't long before He had
me floating off somewhere.
Then we do
something together that's totally opposite to scening.
He takes me off to a martial arts seminar of some
sort. i can't for the life of me remember the names
of the actual demonstrations
but i do know that it involved much swinging of swords and
flipping people about. And one very cool demo of two
men wielding sword like things (made of some material i
couldn't make out), wearing funny looking outfits that
included wire face masks - and bashing each other.
In a very controlled and artistic way.
It was all very bizarre.
There was one demonstration however, that i swear had D/s
undertones. He was obviously the leader, and she the
follower. While He talked and explained what they
were going to do, she knelt on the floor quietly.
When they used the weapons on each other, He was generally
the aggressor and at one point rolled her onto the floor
and her back, so that she had to assume a position of
vulnerability. i loved it.
i know that for them, the D/s concept has probably never
crossed their minds, as they are probably not in the
scene. However, while i was watching them, my mind
drifted off to the idea of a scene done exactly like what
i was seeing and i was more than a little bit
intrigued. It would be showy of course, but i think
intensely riveting and sensual for those that would be
watching.
Heh. my imagination is running rampant. As per
usual.

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