Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Daisy Petals
It's nice to 'know' what someone thinks of you.
Its even better when they go out of their way to spell it out.
In a Tribe testimonial....for anyone to read.
Valia is my succubus.
That's hard for people to understand sometimes, so I generally break it down like this (Purists, bear with me.): mythologically, a succubus is a female sex demon who comes into your mind, dreams, and/or bed and steals your life energy while you sleep. And, yeah, this one will wear you out! Well, she wears me out, and I am young and enthusiastic. I am lucky.
Valia is warm and thoughtful and devoted, and so often it seems like she knows just what I need and how to give it to me. Should that slip, she is smart enough to listen to what I think about the subject. No One Twue Dominate Mistress here. I appreciate her willingness to communicate, process, and compromise -- and I sure as hell appreciate the times she grabs me by the hair and shoves me up against a wall to shut me up.
On the surface, it seems an unlikely pairing. She's a definite sadist... I do not consider myself a masochist (I'll make that very clear when it gets too owwie). I'm a budding service sub... she does everything for herself (and has her own girl for the things she doesn't want to do). She's a toppy bitch a lot of the time... me, too. (Sssh!) I'm good at being a pillow princess... and so is she. (Well, okay, we switch up once in a while.) She doesn't like brats... but she likes me. (She likes knowing my "off button", too.) We work well together. Life is made of balance, yes?
--Her Wench
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