Archive | May, 2012

Negotiations

22 May

The discussion topic on Sunday afternoon was negotiations.  There was {as always} a long list of questions:

–  What are the differences in negotiating a scene versus negotiating a relationship?
• What are the benefits and drawbacks of using a third party in negotiation?
• How do you assure that you are using the same definitions when negotiating?
• What’s the best way to approach a negotiation with another person?
• Do all parties have equal importance in the negotiation, regardless of power orientation?
• What’s the hardest part of negotiation for a dominant?
• What’s the hardest part of negotiation for a submissive?
• What’s the hardest part of negotiation for a dominant?
• Is it important to put parts of negotiation in writing?
• How do you negotiate changes over time in a relationship?
• Does every relationship require negotiation?
• Do different power relationships have different starting points in a negotiation or do all parties begin equally?

Lots of interesting questions.  In the submissives group, we tend to try to answer all the questions.  So, for example, we could agree quickly that the hardest thing for a submissive in negotiations is saying “no,” and risking not pleasing the person we most want to please.  We didn’t go into a lot of depth around the answers.

We did spend a long time talking about the first point ~ the difference in negotiating a scene and a relationship.  Some of the differences there are pretty obvious – a scene is short-term, a relationship long-term.  For me, the biggest difference is that if i were negotiating a scene with someone i wasn’t in a relationship with, it would be because the scene was something i wanted and not because i was trying to please him.  That might be interesting.

i’ve never “negotiated” the way some of the other submissive have for a particular scene or to experience a type of play, much less used a third party to negotiate.  My first “play scenes” were with Sir D, who pretty much just told me what he was going to do.  i trusted him not to harm me, and he was careful with me.  

Sir D took responsibility for checking in with me and encouraging me to say what i was feeling.  He taught me the importance of communicating what my experience was ~ what i was feeling ~ as best i could in that moment, and more clearly in giving him feedback afterwards.  It was a wonderful experience, but not an exercise in negotiating.

Anyhow.

i do think all relationships involve negotiations, and Sir and i are negotiating our relationship in a rather organic way.  Not so formal, but very real.  

During dinner at Donna and Bill’s, He was telling them what He had told me early on in our relationship.  He had said, “Don’t have expectations about what kind of Dom I’m going to be.  I’m not doing this out of some book, so I may not do things the way someone else thinks they should be done, and I’m probably not going to change that.”

That has certainly been true, and if i sometimes think that i would like a more “by-the-book” Dom, i have traded that for a very real man who has great integrity and strength of character.   {Not saying that some of you don’t have all of those qualities in your Dom,  just saying that it’s an acceptable trade-off for me.}

At the discussion on Sunday, it was fun when one woman realized how the whole idea of negotiations in a relationship was a new experience for her and countered her history of either having to give in without question or having to strongly hold one stance without flexibility.  Just the idea of negotiating and having her right to do so  acknowledged and accepted was exciting for her.

It was also lots of fun when the groups came back together to hear Ms. Constance’s ideas on negotiations and what other Doms thought.    i had planned to write about that today, but will save it for tomorrow.

Am wondering too, what are your thoughts on negotiations?  As you look at the questions, are there any of those that you have strong thoughts on?  Leave a comment about it, or blog about it and link back here if you want to.

On a whole different note, i was reading Faerie’s blog this morning.  This was her 100th post, so CONGRATULATIONS on that.  But i noticed today ~

~ she says that she has to get her chores done before she even gets on the computer.   i thought, “what a great idea!  If i did that, i’d get so much more done!!”

But then i wouldn’t be doing this right now.  i never get done with everything i need to do anyhow…  so i probably won’t start that kind of rule.   But it seemed like a good idea for the moment! 

 

Home again, home again

21 May

There’s no place like home ~ but i’d really rather still be at the beach.  

On the other hand, it doesn’t matter where we are, life is what we make it, right?  

Sigh.

Right.

Saturday evening, we stopped at Donna and Bill’s little cabin in the woods, and had a wonderful dinner and visit with them.  My Sir liked them immediately, as i knew He would, and they liked Him ~ also no surprise.  Sir was surprised to see that they have the same dining room table that He has tied me to at His house.

But no actual tying occurred during our visit.  {Laughing…}  Just lots of good conversation.  It was a great ending to a wonderful vacation.

And it was a wonderful week.  Sir and i apparently have good vacation compatibility.  That’s important, you know.  We enjoy the same mix of doing nothing and doing tourist things, can eat on the same schedule, and sleep curled together comfortably.

We can take turns sleeping to drive all night through a blinding rain, walk on the beach, oooooh and aaaaah at dolphins, stroll through historic districts, forts, and little shops, decide where and when to eat at least 10 times, and realize we’ve left our hoodies in the car when we most needed them ~ all without being irritable or snappy with each other. 

i did almost cry once, when we were talking about cutting grass.  But that wasn’t exactly His fault, and we resolved the issue.

We got home in the wee hours of the morning on Sunday, slept in a bit, had coffee, and hugged each other good-bye so He could head to His house.  i had tons of stuff to do before going back to work today.

And i actually did some of it.  And went to the grocery.  And ran by my sister’s house.  But there was plenty left to do.

Then ~~

Temptation called my name.  

It was the third Sunday of the month.  Special Interest Group discussions.  The topic ~ Negotiations.  

Who could resist?  

Not i, for sure.   So i showered up, cleaned up, and headed out.

More on that tomorrow.  

Vacation Bonus

18 May

Our vacation ends tomorrow – we start back home.   One more walk on the beach, one more seafood omelette for breakfast, and then back to my midwestern, ocean-less existence.

Sigh.

BUT ~ 

the pain of leaving tomorrow morning will be less because there’s one more treat coming up.  On the way home, we pass through the mountains of North Carolina.  

And there, in a cabin in the hills, live two of my favorite kinky friends ~  Donna and her Master/husband, Bill.   If you read Under Contract to My Wife, with Mick and Molly, you’ll know Donna as the Senior Correspondent.  She fills in with some delightful posts when Mick needs a break from his daily report on the amazing sex life he and Molly enjoy.

The other day, she wrote a blog post for Hop for Homophobia ~ you can read it here.  It made me so proud to be her friend.  

i got to meet her and Bill first when ‘Nilla was visiting, and they came down.  Came over.  Whatever one does to get from Where-They-Live to Where-i-Live.  They’re a delightful and funny pair.

So i’m glad they’re going to be home when we pass through.  They graciously invited us to spend the night, but we’re going to have to settle for dinner, and a couple of hours of good times.  

So sad to be leaving here ~ and happy to have another treat tomorrow!

i’ve had such a wonderful vacation ~ more about that later…

Vacation!

15 May

i didn’t post yesterday, for the first time in ages, and nothing bad happened.  The sky didn’t fall.  i didn’t forget how to do it, or suddenly become a non-blogger.  So that’s good to know.  

Hopefully, youall didn’t forget about me  (which i think is my real fear.)  

Sunday night, Sir and i drove all night to get here.  We had planned to stop after a few hours, because we started out in the evening, after celebrating Mother’s Day with our respective families.  Instead, we just took turns sleeping a couple of hours and driving.  

Today, it’s early, but later than i’m usually up, and we’re sitting on the balcony of our hotel, drinking coffee and watching the waves roll in.  i’m about to go for a walk.  

A long walk.

On the beach.  {Happy sigh}

 i’m getting on fetlife later today to see if there are any kink events this week in Where-We-Are.   i’ll be back if i have anything to say other than:

At the beach.  Having a wonderful time ~ hope you are too, wherever you are…


Happy Mother’s Day

13 May

Happy Mother’s Day to all of you who nurture and provide care for others.

i went looking for quotes about mothers and none of them seemed right – not right for today, not right for my experience of mother – not right for my mother, not right for myself as mother.  But i like this one:

“Because it is the lot of mothers to remember what no one else cares to, Mrs. Dutta thinks. To tell them over and over until they are lodged, perforce, in family lore. We are the keepers of the heart’s dusty corners.” 
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

and this one:

“Mothers are only human, you turn it over to God and then you just wing it.” 
― Jo Ann Mapson

Hope you all have a wonderful day.

Vacation Eve

12 May

It started last night with a spanking. And the canes. And The Spoon.

O, no, wait, the crotch rope came first. With the knot right there, rubbing against my most sensitive spot. The crotch rope was there while He spanked and caned me.

And used The Spoon.

More rope. Rope on my wrists and ankles. Tied, bound, lying on my side. Exactly where He wants me.

Spread open.

I am in that space where it is all Him, all about Him, and my attention is all His.

The tension that had been building all day begins to drain away.

He assaults my senses. Pleasure. Pain. Whimpers and moans – mine.

And when He is through, I am mush. There is no tension left.

I fall asleep in my collar, rope around my wrist, cuddled next to Him.

He holds me all night.

Visions…

11 May

No, not spiritual visions…

Visions of kink.

St. Andrews crosses.  Floggers and whips.  Rope and suspension bondage.  People moaning, whimpers and muffled cries.  

i want to run around half-nekkid, wearing a collar, and deferring openly to my Sir.  

 i want to feel the flogger landing on my ass, and moan.

i want to feel rope on my skin, tight against my pussy, binding my wrists.  i want to fly.

And i want to do it with a bunch of other people who are all into doing it too.

Visions…

Unbalanced

10 May

Noooo, not the nipple clamps.  The nipple clamps are always perfectly balanced these days.  Just ask me.

No, my life feels unbalanced.  Not in a bad way.  Lots of good, good things happening.  It feels like there’s so much growth ~

yesterday was fun and challenging and exhausting and by the end of the day, i could have fallen asleep standing up.

Today, i have a whole different part of my life to focus on.  It will be fun and challenging and exhausting too.

This is all good ~ i’m not complaining at all.

Tomorrow, i have a whole different set of things to do and focus on ~ no repeats yet ~ still fun {except for the quarterly mind-numbingly boring meeting}, and challenging and probably exhausting.

Saturday ~ yes.  Different challenges.  Different fun.  And i get to pack for vacation for real ~ woohooo!!

So i’m not complaining.  At  all.  i guess i’m just laying it out and looking at it.

And there is a sense of ~ i don’t know ~ at the end of the day, when i’m tired and satisfied, there is a sense that i have been so absorbed in that day that i need to run around and check on the rest of my life.   i’m working on not doing that.  On letting everything else rest too until it’s time to focus there.

Sir is a constant thread, and adds so much to my life.  i need that connectedness with someone who sees me.  i suspect He’s not perfect {gasp} and He may not live up to my own fantasies of whatever.  But i love who He is.

i ran across this the other day, and was surprised and delighted to recognize how many of these practices are already part of my life.  And i’m not sure why i have the urge to share this here, but i do, so i am.

Namaste.

Four more days…

9 May

til vacation.

Last night, we had a simple dinner ~ sandwiches, left over from our family get together on Sunday.  We talked for a long time.  We got on the internet and looked at things to see, restaurants, and things to do at the place we’re going on vacation.

Then we had some intimate time, you know, physically intimate, with just enough kink to make me hot and happy.

And when we were done, He tucked me in bed.

Happy sigh…

i like that so much.

Five More Days

8 May

In five more days, we’ll be leaving for vacation.

The ocean.

Time away from the daily routine.

Time with each other.

It will be the longest time we’ve spent together.  i’m looking forward to to that too.  (The ocean first, always the ocean first.}

But right now, today, i have 35 things looming over me that need to be done today.  Preferably right now.  All of them.  At least, that’s how it feels.

Like a huge cluster, the tasks clump together and feel so overwhelming, as if i could never, every get them all done.

And my schedules are all off.  i’m seeing Sir tonight, not tomorrow night, because i have an event tomorrow night.  An event that i planned for last night, but there’s still more to do, copies to be made, and if i get to work early, i can make the copies there, or i’ll have to go by Kinko’s (ha, how approritate is that?) and i dont’ know when i’ll have time to do that because i work later today than i do on Wednesday and so i won’t have as much time to prep for Sir tonight after work, much less go to Kinko’s, and won’t have time before the event tomorrow because i have to take my car to the shop too and so i’ll be in a rush anyhow, and today i’ve got some paperwork that needs to be turned in at work, well it was supposed to be in yesterday, but i didn’t have the form i needed, and by the time i got it, i was caught up in meetings and sessions and then i had a meeting after work for the event on Wed so i had to leave on time so the paperwork is already past due and the housekeeper comes today and i have clean laundry on the bed and i need to exercise and….

Sheesh.  

That will make me crazy.

i need to peel that apart, unclump it, take it step by step.

i need to find the stillness in myself so i can do that.

So i stop.  

Quiet myself.

i let my hands rest, palms up, in my lap.

i slow my breathing.

i feel myself becoming calm.  Open and relaxed.

Yes, there is a lot to do.  But being in an overwhelmed panic won’t help.  i need to separate that cluster.  Take one step at a time.

Sometimes i think i can use Him to calm myself, but it doesn’t work that way for me.  Not today anyhow.  Today, i need to find my own calm.  My own center.

i need to connect with my own inner wisdom.

Today, i need to find this part of who i am:

Because that will get me through the day.  

Then i can find this part:

And soon i will be here: