Have I ever mentioned that I’m playful? I’m pretty game, really. A few weekends ago, we were at Boy Toy’s shooting the shit with some friends, drinking shots and getting ready to go out. Partying, like we usually do. I don’t remember exactly how it came to be, but A, one of our female friends, ended up with a leash and jokingly attached it to the collar of my top.

I instantly went into sub mode.

My whole attitude spoke of submission. She didn’t seem very used to being a Domme, but she played along. She walked me around for a bit. Then we went back to where our friends were and we just hung out there, her sitting on a stool and me standing next to her, eyes downcast, hands behind my back and just generally well-behaved. Read the rest of this entry »