MaamJay
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ORIGINAL: ResidentSadist Your story reminds of a thing or two. -=The Negotiation=- I adopted an old piece of dungeon lore as my own. The lore goes like this: A newcomer masochistic bottom goes to a public dungeon and pursues a session with sadistic Top who has a reputation for being rather hardcore. The masochist finagles, flirts and tries to negotiate a session. The sadist suggests they seek someone else. The masochist persists and finally the sadist concedes. The masochist asks what is in the sadist’s gear bag. The sadist asks why? They masochist says it’s because they like thuddy floggers, hate canes and want to negotiate where and with what they will be hit. They sadist suggests the masochist take everything out of the bag that they like and lay it out on the table next to the cross. After selecting a variety of things, the sadist locks the masochist into the cross. Then with a whoosh, the sadist wipes everything off the table and dumps out what was left in the gear bag. … I love that routine and use it when I can. Not sure I agree with that being negotiation, but hey, what else can you expect if you deal with a sadist LOL! As another old joke goes, the masochist says "Flog me, flog me!" And the sadist says "No!" -=Western Motif=- My Slave is told she can decorate the spare bedroom/dungeon. She has professional experience as decorator and is given great latitude. Like you, I pay attention to what I say and expect my slaves to do the same so she asked me to clarify the latitude I had given her. I told her, “It’s your room baby! Decorate it with anything and in anyway you want”. I have found that in extreme discipline environments, it is nice to give your slave a retreat or a sanctuary to take the pressure off once in a while. Some weeks prior to this redecorating, I had publicly punished her. I announced to the audience what recompense she was paying, why and how it would be received by me to heal that area of our relationship. With the help of our lover, we oiled her skin and then coated it with fine salt before the bullwhipping in which I administered 25 lashes as punishment. …as I would learn later, she was now even less fond of single tail whips than ever before. When I went off to work that morning, the spare bedroom was a hap hazard dungeon with a cross, a couch and a small table as its furniture. When I got home, the room had been transfored into a western motif. The cross hung sideways disguised as a western fence with a cow skull, lariat and six gun holsters on it. The chaps and cowboy boots were hung as decorations and low and behold, all four single tails were firmly fastened to the walls in a very decorative manner. It would take power tools to get them down and use them again! Smart girl. I also discovered which 2 riding crops she didn’t like, as they were crossed like an x decoratively hanging under a pair of boots. LOL …. That girl has such a good spirit and keen intellect. She did not violate the parameters. I enjoyed that room! Now that is ONE SMART SLAVE! I like that girl ... Maam Jay aka violet[A]
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