What Shall I Do with His Vial of Semen Now?
When your submissive panics and leaves you with an unrealized fantasy…there are weird questions.
I know that’s a provocative title but I do want to convey the absurdity that my life sometimes entails. I found a small, clear glass jar in my altar bureau the other day and it surprised me, mostly because I’d forgotten about it but also because I realized it was full of semen that I had collected during a scene in May. (Yes, I threw it away!) Now seems a good time to tell the story.
Referrals are Great!
(Well, until they aren’t, but I’m getting ahead of myself.) I have some desire to expand my power exchange range by taking control, but I struggle to find a good fit because I am not interested in impact play, and not practiced at ropes. I have talked to friends in my network about this, and one day, Lisa said she thought one of her former partners might be a good fit. She asked if she could give him my information and send some pictures of me and I agreed.
It took awhile and I mostly forgot about it but when Luke (everyone is getting L pseudonyms this time, okay?) messaged me I was mildly interested. His pictures were great and having Lisa’s endorsement was helpful. We discussed what he was looking for, and we started negotiations.