A New Series On Communication

I’ve just started a new series on communication, focusing on both theory and practical steps.

The first part is posted here:

com·mu·ni·ca·tion: An Improved Definition (Thoughts On Communication, Part I)

I’m not sure exactly how many parts there will be, but at some point, they will all be combined and made into a book about communication in D/s relationships.

I’m looking for questions, challenges to my thoughts, examples, and quotes to use within the book, when I expand it beyond the posts I make while I’m organizing my ideas.

If you comment on the post, or send me a question, and I end up using your contribution, you will get the book free when it’s finished.

So, please do comment and tell me how it makes you think, what questions it raises, or how you think I’m wrong.

*smiles*

Also, we’re up to 31 posts on our tumblr, now. If you haven;t stopped by yet (or in a while), you may want to check out what I’ve been writing.

http://teamgreed.tumblr.com/

Like my posts, reblog them, whathaveya.

And have a happy Wednesday!

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Topping From The Bottom…

A few days back, I got a question via email, “What’s topping from the bottom?”

I read the email, then put it in the back of my head to think about.

The next day, I was on a message board, and answered a post from a submissive male who had been accused of TFTB (topping from the bottom) by a dominant woman in their early discussions.

That inspired me to write.

And I did! LOL!

Let it never be said that I don’t have opinions. *grins*

So, I’ve posted the resulting rant in the General/Open area of the discussions:

whats topping frm the bottom ?

Anyone, including the general public, can read the forums, and if you’d like to discuss the topic, you can sign up, or I can get you signed up easily.

Of course, any questions you have can be emailed to me. I may just answer them like I did this one.

I hope your Tuesday is fabulous!

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She Said I Made Her Giggle!

Happy Monday! I hope all of my US friends had a wonderful holiday. I did, but I’m glad to be back with my nose to the grindstone.

So many exciting things happening.

Like, today, my first blog review was posted, for “She Makes The Rules.

I met Rose Monrou in a chat on a kink site, and she was excited to hear about my writing. this is the first book of mine she’s read, and I’m so glad she did. For example, she said:

The writing style is also very fun and it is good to read.

I had lots of giggles on numerous occasions and if you take your time reading all the footnotes you will definitely find some funny things in there.

The set up of the book is quite simple but very informative. It is both good for people who don’t know much about the subject, and those already more knowledgeable.

There is more, but you really should visit her blog, Sex With Rose to read the rest. If you do, and it entertains or informs you, please do leave Rose a comment, to let her know you stopped by.

http://www.sexwithrose.com/2014/12/01/review-makes-rules/

And if you’re interested in “She Makes The Rules,” It’s available here:

http://houseofgreed.com/she-makes-the-rules-package/

Happy Monday to all!

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Will You Win Me?

&ldquo;Meet me at Plato&rsquo;s after work,&rdquo; I text.<br />
&ldquo;Yes, my Queen.&rdquo;<br />
You wonder why I would want to meet where the suits gather to knock a few back and possibly hook up for the evening, but you&rsquo;ve had enough experience to know that I have my reasons.<br />
It&rsquo;s crowded, noisy, and loud as you walk in a bit before seven.<br />
Making your way through the crowd, you see and smile at half a dozen people you know. You&rsquo;re stopped by an old colleague, and as you&rsquo;re chatting, you spot me at the bar.<br />
I&rsquo;m in a tailored suit, looking every inch the moderately-successful-nympho-cubicle-worker-on-the-prowl, and I have my feet trapped between another man&rsquo;s legs.<br />
&ldquo;&hellip;you know?&rdquo; Tom says.<br />
You stammer, trying to grasp what he was saying, realizing you&rsquo;ve gone completely blank.<br />
&ldquo;Yes, absolutely,&rdquo; you come out with, hoping it&rsquo;s the right response, your eyes still glued on me, watching me flirt.<br />
Tom launches into the next part of his story as your phone vibrates with an incoming text. You jump and reach for it as if your pocket was on fire, startling Tom.<br />
Seeing the text is from me, you excuse yourself from the conversation for just a moment, and read it.<br />
&ldquo;You&rsquo;re late. I was bored. And horny. I&rsquo;m going home with someone tonight. It may not be you. How will you win me?&rdquo;<br />
A million butterflies take flight in your gut as your cock releases a gush of pre-cum.<br />
And you smile.<br />
Turning, back to Tom, you renew the conversation with a will. You join the game, a hunter stalking his prey, knowing that even in the unlikely event you lose tonight, you still win.<br />
- MsNN

 

“Meet me at Plato’s after work,” I text.

“Yes, my Queen.”

You wonder why I would want to meet where the suits gather to knock a few back and possibly hook up for the evening, but you’ve had enough experience to know that I have my reasons.

It’s crowded, noisy, and loud as you walk in a bit before seven.

Making your way through the crowd, you see and smile at half a dozen people you know. You’re stopped by an old colleague, and as you’re chatting, you spot me at the bar.

I’m in a tailored suit, looking every inch the moderately-successful-nympho-cubicle-worker-on-the-prowl, and I have my feet trapped between another man’s legs.

“…you know?” Tom says.

You stammer, trying to grasp what he was saying, realizing you’ve gone completely blank.

“Yes, absolutely,” you come out with, hoping it’s the right response, your eyes still glued on me, watching me flirt.

Tom launches into the next part of his story as your phone vibrates with an incoming text. You jump and reach for it as if your pocket was on fire, startling Tom.

Seeing the text is from me, you excuse yourself from the conversation for just a moment, and read it.

“You’re late. I was bored. And horny. I’m going home with someone tonight. It may not be you. How will you win me?”

A million butterflies take flight in your gut as your cock releases a gush of precum.

And you smile.

Turning, back to Tom, you renew the conversation with a will. You join the game, a hunter stalking his prey, knowing that even in the unlikely event you lose tonight, you still win.

– MsNN

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To Feel My Ownership

I stand over your kneeling form, then I bend down to examine the tile below you. You have a stream of precum falling to the tile, but I see no urine leakage.<br />
&ldquo;You are such a good boy,&rdquo; I purr into our ear, sending shudders through your body. &ldquo;It won&rsquo;t be long now.&rdquo;<br />
I stand back up and straddle your head.<br />
&ldquo;Keep holding it,&rdquo; I remind you.<br />
Then I let go of my own bladder, my hot piss splashing all over you. Hot and wet. Running over your head and shoulders and trickling down your back.<br />
It makes the need to pee fill your body like lava rises through a volcano. You know you are going to erupt soon, and there will be nothing you can do about it.<br />
You pray that you can hold out long enough.<br />
I can see you shuddering. I know how much you need this. To feel my ownership.<br />
It seems to go on forever. Me just peeing and peeing and peeing on you.<br />
Excerpt from A Golden Day, available on Amazon Kindle for 99¢.

 

I stand over your kneeling form, then I bend down to examine the tile below you. You have a stream of precum falling to the tile, but I see no urine leakage.

“You are such a good boy,” I purr into our ear, sending shudders through your body. “It won’t be long now.”

I stand back up and straddle your head.

“Keep holding it,” I remind you.

Then I let go of my own bladder, my hot piss splashing all over you. Hot and wet. Running over your head and shoulders and trickling down your back.

It makes the need to pee fill your body like lava rises through a volcano. You know you are going to erupt soon, and there will be nothing you can do about it.

You pray that you can hold out long enough.

I can see you shuddering. I know how much you need this. To feel my ownership.

It seems to go on forever. Me just peeing and peeing and peeing on you.

Excerpt from A Golden Day, available on Amazon Kindle for 99¢.

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Front Position

It’s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we’re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It’s her birthday.

On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.

You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.

I’m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it’s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she’s calling to push back our date time, and she’s misplaced her phone.

You don’t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.

I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don’t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.

I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, “Good boy,” as I talk.

It&rsquo;s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we&rsquo;re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It&rsquo;s her birthday.<br />
On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.<br />
You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.<br />
I&rsquo;m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it&rsquo;s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she&rsquo;s calling to push back our date time, and she&rsquo;s misplaced her phone.<br />
You don&rsquo;t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.<br />
I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don&rsquo;t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.<br />
I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, &ldquo;Good boy,&rdquo; as I talk.<br />
My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.<br />
I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.<br />
Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I&rsquo;m wearing. My special treat for you.<br />
You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.<br />
I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.<br />
As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.<br />
I think this will be a very good night&hellip;<br />
- MsNN

My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.

I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.

Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I’m wearing. My special treat for you.

You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.

I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.

As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.

I think this will be a very good night…

– MsNN

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Road Trip

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Driving long distance used to be so dull.

Not much to do but read, play games on my phone, or fall asleep.

Until I discovered the joys of teasing you.

Constantly.

In public and private.

Then, it was only a matter of time.

I wear clothing I can get around while speeding down the highway at 80mph. I dip my fingers into my hot, wet sex and describe how badly I want your face buried between my legs, while you try to concentrate on driving.

“Can you smell my need for you?”

“Yes, my Queen.”

“Is my cock stirring?”

“Oh, yes, my Queen.”

“Mmmm. Do you want a taste?”

“Please, my Queen.”

I slide my fingers along my lips, gently slipping them in, rocking my hips against my hand as my breath quickens.

I’m splayed in my seat, leaning back, as I bring myself to orgasm, moaning softly then crying out, coating my fingers with my pleasure.

I sit up and lean over. I wipe my scent on your face, covering your mouth and chin before I push my fingers between your eager lips.

– MsNN

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Monday, Monday…

Well, it was a lovely weekend for me. I visited my little girl, and spent an evening with her on Saturday, while my Pet had to work on a big project that is due Wed, right before the holiday.

Was a wonderful visit, full of enjoying a beautiful sunny day on the coast, a 35-minute spanking and paddle session, and cuddling.

I also worked on our new tumbler, and put the Pet to work gathering some ideas for it as well.

As of right now, there are eight posts, six of which are sexy short vignettes, inspired by gorgeous photos.

http://teamgreed.tumblr.com/

*smiles*

I’ve also added a new discussion to the general discussion area of the forums:

What Are You Willing To Do For Your Partner?

It was a question posted in another forum, about what kinks are you ready/willing to take on for your partner.

I think it’s a fascinating discussion, and I hope that some of you will join me over there for this and other topics. If you don’t yet know your username and password, I’ll be happy to get it worked out for you.

Well, I’m heading back to work. Been a long Monday and it’s not over yet.

Happy Monday!

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Good Boy

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Mmmm. I love when you bury your face between my legs, burrowing in deep to pleasure me.

I love when your need is so strong, so physical, that you lift me off the sheets in your enthusiasm.

I love my body draped over and around yours as your mouth covers me, explores me, suckles at me. As your tongue delves into me and pulls my juices from deep inside me.

I love dangling from your strong hands and arms as I shake and shudder and cry out.

I love when you lay me down gently on the bed, and crawl up to lay your head on my breast and rest  with me as my quivers subside.

I love running my fingers through your hair as I fall down into slumber, and whisper, “Good boy.”

– MsNN

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