How much do I suck. I’ve been trying to decide. See, I feel shitty about showing up an hour late to pick up three of my favorite people in the world last night from the airport. But they aren’t mad at me and think it’s ok. (I fell asleep, it was late.) I have finally rationalized it in my head. I did show up. So I don’t monumentally suck. Just a little bit. 🙂
I suppose that is a resolution of sorts. 🙂
Anyway. 🙂
Puppy has decided that if anyone has doubts about my level of interest in service that they should go talk to him cause he will set them straight. I think he was impressed by coming home on Saturday to a spic and span house when he had left a wreck. 🙂 Just one of the many perks of dating me. Aside from the near constant sex of course. *grin* Yesterday a friend asked Puppy’s permisison before he gave me a present. Puppy was grinning for the rest of the day. He felt all acknowledged as a dominant. I thought it was quite hilarious. Thank you Andrew dear. It is interesting to have rules in place now that I have never dealt with before. Puppy wants to have rules about people going through him for stuff that I’ve always just been autonomous about before. It is going to take getting used to. We are still finishing up the D/s contract but the higher levels of protocol involve me not being able to give or receive things or embrace/kiss anyone without permission. This is going to be a difficult adjustment for me. And for my friends. I explained to him that some of my friends are going to have to adjust to not being able to grab me at will because it has always been ok. (Most of the time it is ok still. I have no idea how I am going to signal this to people.) But seeing that we do actually have fairly compatable levels of interest in D/s has made me all swoony.
The birthday party was way lots of fun. And getting up in the morning and making omelets to order was very fun for me. 🙂 There was some very yummy action during the evening that I am supposed to relay details of…. not sure I actually will though. We made some very sweet gentle love… Not that exciting to tell about. Very exciting to do though. *beem* (ok, so there was a twist. But only those who were at the party know what I was handed when we went back there. So only they know about that bit. All I have to say is, “Hail Skippy!”)
🙂
The weekend was pretty awesome. I do love my Puppy time. We had been building a sandcastle in the air for the past few days that isn’t going to happen. Is ok. Looks like tonight we will be heading over to the city for the rope bondage practice session. He wants to hang me from the rafters. Yay!
I am a happy girl.
I am a happy girl.
Yay.
Um, are hugs still okay? I probably won’t ever feel like negotiating to give/get one, but I’d like to know if just randomly throwing my arms around you is an issue now.
You are not likely to ever be present at an event where it would be questionable. 🙂 (The only times when rules like that will be in effect will be at scene events. In general it would suck ass. And explaining rules like that to all of my vanilla friends would be monumental suckage.)
So the short answer is: please feel free to hug me. If there is ever any sort of issue in a situation where you are, I will let you know that at that moment I need to be more physically reserved. And in any case you don’t ever have to negotiate with him to hug me–I have to ask permission to hug you. Does that make sense?
You are not likely to ever be present at an event where it would be questionable.
I’d thought that would be the case, but it’s better to check. And of course it makes sense that you’d have to ask me, it’s just not intuitively obvious enough for me to know.
And he’d better say yes, dammit. I get too few hugs from you as it is. *pout*
Thanks for clarifying that, because it really wasn’t clear to me.
I admit that if I had to ask someone else’s permission to give you a hug in just ordinary, every day life, I would fear that I was being required to go through someone else’s permission to be your friend, and it just wouldn’t sit right with me.
But if this is something that is specific to certain situations, that makes a world of difference…even though I’m a vanilla chick, I think I’d be inclined to stop or pause if I were to encounter a friend in an obvious guise of submission (like wearing a collar or being bound or something else that would indicate that they are in a different space/state)
ohhh I understand this tension well.
It was a really, really, hard rule for me to follow and I’m still not sure how I feel about it. I do know that people started to get it, and that helped a lot. I felt awfully lonely and abandoned at times though, missing my routine physical touch. It comes with transition time, and communication needs, and it sounds like you and puppy are well equipped to deal with this.
I think this particular issue would have gotten much easier over time, had I remained in the same contract for longer.
I think you hit something dead on though clarifying that it would be YOU asking permission of HIM, and not entering into it with the expectation that the people around you would know enough to ask permission themselves.
Interesting stuff these contracts can be…
You know my positive thoughts are with you
*mwahhh!*
And the restriction wouldn’t happen very often. As we are going through negotiations it sounds like something that would happen very rarely when we decided that we wanted to do a more intense D/s scene. This is not going to be SOP. 🙂
I need my hugs. And I really don’t want people to start hesitating to hug me!
It’s cool to see you happy. And I’m happy to say that there’ll be no signalling problems with me hug-wise, since I already ask anyway as a matter of habit. 😉
Just my little bit to make life easier.