I've recently said:
"My Master doesn't have a Simon to
back Him up."
"I wish I was Tommy; I'm tired of
being Simon."
"My Master doesn't have a Dr. Karl
to pay to provide my medical care in a kink-aware setting."
There's probably adages out there about
writers and their characters. None are coming to mind atm lol. Yeah,
I'm in a mood. I really could use a Simon right now- I don't feel
good and unlike Simon who has 18 other slaves that he commands in
making The Queen's house run, here there's only me. Sure, I have
teen- many days, teen is useless. Ugh. So yeah, I look around and am
horrified.
But no, going all the way from Tommy
down to Vala, I can of course find little bits of me in all my
slaves. Some more or less :D and Vala most definitely more. Although
when Tommy pleaded for Abrecan to make love to him, to fuck his ass,
well I could most definitely imagine myself there. Between Simon and
Tommy, I'd be much closer to being Tommy.
Okay, I'm sorry this isn’t for
enlightening, better, something heh. Come back tomorrow, there'll be
BDSM talk and snippets and links to read other blog hopping authors.
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