Friday, May 11, 2012
A Stroll Down Submission Ally...
So...as I began to work on this weeks blog I found myself confused and unable to get past two thoughts - what did Dom have to do with Penelope, Burgess and Danny and why was the scene from Dom's POV? I plugged along though and let the muse do her thing, hoping for some clarity when I was finished...
Guess what? I'm not finished...far from it, it seems.
What started as a flash, I found, was really the beginnings of a story...Dom and Jada's story, actually. Yay, and oh my. What's going on in this corner of Talbot's Peak? I can't wait to find out, but in the mean time the muse graced me with the very, rough, beginning so I thought I'd share.
Dom loved driving a scene from the magical and tentative beginning through to the earthy, exhausted ends. He loved the power, the smells, the sights and especially the rush he received at everyone else’s release.
This scene was especially tasty because, at the behest of her partners, it involved taking his good friend and fellow dominant, Prudence Penelope on a tour of submission ally.
Oh, he and Penny had played many times before - for a multitude of different reasons. Sometimes he’d request her presence with a submissive who longed to engage in a lesbian fantasy while other times she brought him in for his specialty in mind fucking or to discipline an unruly bottom.
As a personal request by Dante, they would test out the new equipment brought into the dungeons of the club, together. Tonight, though, they were here for fun.
At the doors slight squeak, the luscious blue-haired Penquino, as Penny called him; dressed fully in leather from the tight vest to the ass-less chaps, bowed. The peacock feather he’d slid between his cheeks was a very nice touch. “G’day Mistress Penny.”
Dom sighed as the scene began. Only one thing would make this scene better—if his sweet Jada was here to indulge in her voyeuristic desires…
“Ah, Penny, right on time, good girl.” Dom praised. “You may refer to me, only, as Sir and your safe word for the evening is peacock. I’ll assume you can remember it.” The defiant look on her face told him she would not submit easily, but that made the exercise all the more fun for everyone involved. “Now get your ass on the podium and we shall begin.”