Games we play
August 12, 2006 at 3:08 pm (not thinking)
Not long ago, I met a man-37, athletic, blond tall- who has a persistent desire for anal penetration but he won’t tell his girlfriend, so he seeks it elsewhere. He asked me, and of course he was playing a game, he wanted to play ‘mistress/slave”, but he was not truly interested in anything but his own pleasure.
He did not follow direction properly and he tried to dictate the course of action, under the guise of submission. I had to spank his firm shapely cheeks red at one point, to just shut him up and remind him that all the talking was unneeded.
As I made him expand to take just another inch of the gigantically thick rubber dildo, I let him know I was on to him. The words did not match the behavior, so I stopped him.
He pleaded and I explained to him that he was playing a game he could not win-that of being a liar.
He lies to the girlfriend about who he really is, as she may balk at a man who says he is straight but has this total anal fixation (enemas, plugs, the whole 9). He lies about what he wants, as he will play the role of a willing sub, only to get what he wants, not as a brat who needs discipline but as a sneak.
He lies about being cheap, because he does not want to pay upwards of 300 a hour every time he wants something hard in his ass. He should go to a dungeon, not waste time or energy of himself or another. He however could not lie to me, as I am skilled at spinning webs of illusion myself.
I will say that I enjoyed the distortions of his face as I ignored his pleas for less inches in his ass, along with his tearful (but really just frustrated) begging for continuation.
I like honesty to come into play at some point, even if we must maintain a carefully polished veneer of lies to get through the day.