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- sushichum
- atl, GA
- this blog is about me and my expressions and acceptance of being a male submissive within a female dominated world. i accept the rule of female dominance and supremacy and realize that it is only a matter of time when this shall be the cultural norm within O/our society. in this blog one will find examples of my art, my writings, jottings, videos, observations and stories which chronicle and revolve around my life and fetishes. throughout this blog i hope to honor the creativity, superior intelligence, strength and physical vitality of women, while at the same time point out the insecurities, shortcomings and frailties of males. as such, this blog has a decidedly Femdomme slant.
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1/04/2013
O/our Dec. 21st Cool Yule party, and vanilla perceptions come to bdsm realizations
on Dec. 21st, i helped my Mistress prepare and celebrate "Yule", or the "Winter Solstice". She made sure that i was quite busy and involved in running many errands for Her, as W/we prepared for the evening. i was directed to shop and ferry Her friends back and forth between their homes and O/our party location. this was extremely satisfying for me. i love to be called to task and to serve my Mistress.
it was a wonderful, relaxing and mellow party. everyone seemed to have had a great time. W/we smoked unbelievably smooth tobacco from a hookah and enjoyed drinking rum and kahlua spiked eggnog. this was all celebrated with the traditional lighting of the "yule log (s)". my Mistress in Her imaginative and creative way incorporated ghoulish touches which focused
on the end of the Mayan calendar and the theme of "Hey, W/we're Still Here". She incorporated homey, little, dead touches; such as a skeleton sitting on O/our front porch holding a "bone(er)" and wearing a Santa hat with an empty bottle of Jack Daniels. She also had bones scattered about the house, mirrors smudged with bloody hand prints and a skull
peering out from the branches of O/our Yule tree. Her disturbing, yet charming touches added to the holiday atmosphere. everyone was mellow, smoking, enjoying the available libations, music, munchies and even toasting "smores" in O/our fireplace. the evening ended with the latest viewing of the film "Batman". it was a marvelous, stress free, warm and comforting party. a perfect way to take the "edge off", during this crazy time of year.
my Mistress and i were preparing to go out of town and needed someone to house sit while W/we were gone for the holidays. One of my Mistress's friends volunteered, and as W/we both walked Her to the front door, a friend of Hers came up and asked my Mistress if he too could stay with my Mistress's friend while She house sat. suddenly, i felt a weird numbness overtake me. indeed, i thought i had become invisible. after all, was i not the owner of this house? i started to interject, but with swiftness my Mistress stepped in and with polished confidence extended the invitation to him also. i felt like i had been stepped on and squashed, as if my opinion and voice had been effectively muzzled. what was unbelievable was that i allowed Her to take over ... to appear larger than life as the confident, dominant homeowner. it struck me that i was perceived by the outside world as Her pwhipped, houseboy and Her muted, powerless, male roommate.
after the conversation and the end of the party, i puzzled and puzzled in regard to what had just occurred. She saw that i was troubled about this and sought to clarify what had exactly happened.
"whats wrong?" She asked.
as i stood in Her bedroom doorway, i shuffled foot to foot, uncomfortable in Her knowing presence. She looked at me with those focused, piercing green eyes and said pointedly, "Well, It's because he knows ... that you ARE ... My bitch". there was an a awkward, uncomfortable silence between U/us which seemed to last for entirely too long.
i shuffled my feet, nodded my head and looked down. for, i knew She was right.
"Now, go get me some water as i wish to retire to bed." like the obedient slave i am, i did as i was told, shut Her door and wished Her goodnight.
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