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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Standing in a Shaft of Light

It's the time of the year where people gather in their homes and celebrate things. Last week, tori wrote a piece on "Humiliation" and at the time, mouse liked it but didn't give it much though until...we were at a recent family gathering. Everyone in his family and some close friends were there and it was nice.  

At one point, kind of between courses because the meal is so long (it just goes on for hours), Daddy found mouse in a hallway.  Quietly, he whispered to follow him into the bathroom.  At the time, mouse thought he was kidding, and giggled, beginning to walk away.  He grabbed her arm, firm but not hard, gave mouse a quick face slap and began to reach his hand up her dress...

He whispered that mouse had a choice.  Fearing that someone else might come down the hall, mouse nodded and we ducked inside the bathroom.  Against the wall he took mouse.  This would make remaining courses far more interesting.  

We returned the table, although no one noticed mouse was flushed.  The feeling of him against her body pressing and moving was still evident and swirling around inside her.  Across the table he looked calm, cool conversing with his brother and mouse felt that she would fall apart.  

It was awkward for her, wanting to so to escape into the delicious feelings of submission and awestruck how easily he could switch gears.  It was fun, a bit dangerous, but really even if someone had found us...Humiliating and mouse liked it, even if there was a bit of self loathing for liking it so much.  

Retreat not being an option mouse had to remain present but also her submissive side couldn't help but come out.  The foggy brain had settled some by the meal's end.  

10 comments:

  1. oh mouse that was hot and something that very much would appeal to me, i wander if its that combination of it being risky, not actually wanting to be caught but there is that chance....

    and having to sit through a meal straight afterwards with others not being in the know...now that would be what get me buzzing more than the event itself!

    x

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    1. Oh yes the buzz after was better than the wine!

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  2. Wicked Hot, mouse. I love the face slap, and oh how hard to sit through the rest of the meal.

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    1. Some women really hate the face slap, but honestly mouse loves it -- it grabs her the way few things can.

      The meal just goes on and on...really it was a nice break. :D

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  3. mouse: Well, it *is* very hot but my eye gravitated and rested on the words 'self-loathing'. Why do you think you felt that way? I totally understand that feelings come up that we don't expect or invite but I think it was actually a delicious piece of play. It would be perfectly okay, I think, for you to feel quiet pleasure and enjoyment (which your writing suggests that you did) that you are wanted and desired. Perhaps there is a part of us that isn't entirely comfortable with this naughty play? Perhaps we have to give ourselves 'permission' to play in this way.

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    1. Vesta,

      When mouse first read your comment, Omega said to read what you wrote several times. Yes, you really nailed it. There is part of mouse lately, that's been completely unwilling to just allow the sub feelings she has out. Wasn't sure why that was until she began writing today. Thank you! A million thanks for getting to the heart of the issue and helping mouse see it too.

      Hugs,
      mouse

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  4. Very hot mouse. Thanks for sharing.

    Hug,
    joey

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  5. Definately very hot mouse! It's always an adventure isn't it? :D

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    1. The adventure was what made it fun! Sure often the life road is neatly paved, but sometimes a trip down a not-as-well-paved alley is in order.

      Hugs,
      mouse

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