Unless you want to see my domme side.
This weekend was a blur. Busy from the moment I got up until the second I went to sleep.
For some reason I just let things go since Sirs last visit. The food was less than normal, the house never messy was dirty. It was as though I let my normal needs get pushed to the side.
Since I don’t want him to starve I had soooo many errands and a five hour cleaning binge. Sadly where I live you can go to one supermarket and say I’m done. It’s more like 10 small stores and then you pray you didn’t forget anything.
I managed to get 2 five mile runs and 2 yoga classes in as well, along with a visit from L and my first ever invite to a collaring ceremony, no wonder I didn’t want to wake up this morning.
So the collaring was interesting in a really bad way. I don’t want to go into the foolishness of it all, but it was much pomp and circumstance and to me was more of a pissing contest on the subs part.
I went to support a friend and it was a nice bonus that N and FGD came too. We went in street clothes and decided to leave after a proper amount of socializing was done. No play at the after party, none of us were up for it.
So we are just joking and chatting and trying to cheer up my friend. This subby girl comes over that I will socialize with occasionally. She just got dumped by her Dom, so I initially cut her a little slack. That didn’t last long at all. She said something about N and I being brats, she goes oh you know you are you subbie girls, just like me. I snapped. I told her no I’m not a brat a b d furthermore I’m nothing like you. You only know what you see at the club, I’m slave to one, masochist to another and I enjoy making pretty girls cry. So don’t calm me a subbie girl or a brat just because you’ve never deserved to see my domme side.
Then she looks at n and tells her she’s a bratty princess. Oh, stupid girl. Wrong fucking move. N snaps and say oh no, I’m the queen, remember that. I was so proud of her I grabbed her by the hair and gave her a big kiss. I turned back to the asshole and said you need to stop thinking you know everyone based on the limited things you see. Keep in mind we are very switchy bitches and every ounce of us is grown.
Normally I’d be embarrassed of being so abrupt with her, but I honestly don’t care. She was wrong and someone had to shut her down.
Oh there was also one more bitch moment that night. I was talking to bg and this other girl that I kinds don’t like comes up and was like oh I’m so happy you’re coming to the monday night stretching for rope bottoms class. I had put maybe, thinking if I have nothing else to do I’d treat it like free yoga. I turned to her and said, sorry I won’t be attending. She gave me a real crossed look. I told her well I’d put maybe and since I’m a level 3 yogi I don’t really need to be taught basic stretches. I was only going if I had nothing else to do and…well, I have other things. Bg laughed and we continued with our conversation.
In hindsite both of these girls were rude to my friend. I know that’s why I was less tolerant of there crap than normal. Yet it felt good to tell them, don’t I’m lije, you because I’m really not.