Asking nicely

One of the things that comes from a long friendship is the easy bantering familiarity. Calling each other out for our various foolishnesses and mistakes, and all good fun it is. 

But as a submissive it can mean Miss thinks I am being critical of her domme-ing style, or of her choices when we are together. But in fact I am always trying to empower her, to be free to take charge and make me her happy plaything. Therapy sessions were such an idea, leaning in to abusing her favourite toy. So my little bitch, little limerick was seen by her as a failing that we didn't get to all the things in that. Ah ma belle Tyrante, no, our last time together was just perfect. From the snuggle to the snooze, from the steak to the sofa. 

While on last time, we had just finished a lovely bit of Miss time when I asked, very nicely, if i could please be little spoon. Miss obliged and hugged me close to her, while her arms wrapped me tight to her, her fingers working my nipples, first teasing then rougher until i was trembling and leaving a little pool on the bed from my straining knoblet. 

Please Miss, next time with one arm hug me around my neck. Hug me tight. Show me how much you care with the embrace. And with the other arm treat each teat with same mix of gentle teasing building to a rougher mauling. When you are done, you will be able to feel the hard beat of my pulse through the knoblet and feel how many tears it has shed through your affections...

Just asking... nicely. Please.