M has been saying that he’s having very vivid dreams ever since we moved my cage into his bedroom during the vanilla clean-up of the house due to my boss coming around for lunch.
It’s been one of his fantasies since he was young ‘un. He told me how he’d fantasize about having a girl tied up under his bed and I guess that has stayed with him throughout the years.
He is still enamoured with the idea of chaining me to the bottom of his bed just so I’m within ‘arms reach’ a.k.a cock sucking range. I’ve done the sleeping on the floor chained to the bottom of the bed thing in the past and I have to say two things about it:
1) It’s uncomfortable
2) It’s very uncomfortable
(This is the point where you should remind yourself that I’m a spoiled princess who has her own bed and bedroom and has never been very slave-like.)
I’ve also done the sleeping over night in the cage thing and I have two things to say about that too:
1) It sucked
2) It sucked in a bad way
(This is the point where you should just skip down to the new quirky Japan post link if you’re sick of reading about me whining because there is much more yet to come.)
Actually the being kept chained somewhere thing has been one of my fantasies as well. I used to read a blog (that no longer exists) written by a lady who spent some time as a call girl working for her owners. There was a time when she refused to go with a particular client because he gave her the creeps and so she was caged for about a week, being let out for toilet breaks, exercise and periodic beatings. It was a hot story and one I wished I’d kept a copy of before it disappeared from the innernets forever.
It’s the old fantasy-is-hotter-than-reality thing though and I reminded M that while I’m caged or chained up somewhere he has make his own coffee, get his own remote control and look after the fire. I think the thought of him actually having to do stuff took a little bit of the shine off his fantasy.
Anyway, I got productive this morning and churned out another quirky Japan post here and this afternoon I’m off to buy gadgets – specifically a popcorn-maker that I’ve been lusting after for several months and quite possibly one of those Dutch pancake-maker thingies that I’m going to try and use to make octopus balls.
Nothing is going to come between me and my balls.