A submissives journey

 

 

 

Chapter 1
The Asj Community


Chapter 2
Resource Information 

 

 

Chapter 3
Subbie's Couch

 

Chapter 4
The Dom's Lounge


Chapter 5

 The Library

 

 

 

Chapter 6
BDSM

 

 

Chapter 7

 Useful Links

 

 

 

Chapter 8
Members share their thoughts

 

 

Chapter 9

 Members Only

 

 

 

Chapter 10
Asj's Site Index

 

 

Chapter 11
Asj's Online Store

 

 

 

Chapter 12
Recommended Reading List

 

Chapter 13
Asj submissive slave register

 

 

 

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The Egg

Stamping of feet, sulky pout and pleading eyes - why do subbies think these activities will make any difference to the outcome?

I had recently purchased an internal, vibrating remote controlled egg during one of our forays in Soho after looking for months on various American web sites. This was to be the first time we'd used it and as we'd not long begun our Dominant submissive (D/s) relationship, subbie was acutely embarrassed and deliciously humiliated at the thought of having to insert the egg vaginally in front of me.

Procrastination should be subby's middle name and as I saw her struggling to find the courage to insert the egg while I watched, I decided to generously offer her the privacy of the bathroom.

My instruction remained unchanged "insert the egg now or do I have to come and do it myself? The last ditch plea of "do I *really* have to?" was met by me taking a pace towards her. The speed she disappeared into the bathroom was a sight to behold and I grinned to myself as the door swung shut.

As the bathroom door opened a few minutes later, there was my dearest sub in glorious nudity apart from the telltale aerial wire trailing along her inner thigh. "See - that wasn't too hard was it?" I commented, the reply was another pleading look and a very resigned "no Master"

I had decided that we were going out for an Indian meal that night. subby however, had never experienced Indian cuisine so this was a first for her.

Knowing my love of spicy food, especially Indian, subby was already anxious not to spoil my enjoyment in any way. She so desperately wanted to experiment with unfamiliar tastes and I had just added an unknown factor with the egg.

For those who haven't seen such an item I can only describe it as a small battery powered egg shaped vibrator with an intense penetration which is controlled by a small transmitter which is easily concealed in a hand or a pocket.

After subby had dressed and we were ready to leave for the restaurant, I was aware that she had forgotten the presence of the egg so I thought a test run would be appropriate. As subby reached for the lightswitch when we went out the door, I pressed the transmit button. The effect was a joy to behold as subby recoiled as though given an electric shock then watching her face as realisation dawned that the egg could be a *lot* of fun.

I noticed that subby was quieter than usual as we traveled to the restaurant and seemed unusually apprehensive. I parked the car and we strolled towards the restaurant. For some inexplicable reason (honestly! <g>) my finger was poised over the control button, pressing it several times as we walked along. The result was the hilarious sight of subby walking along normally one moment and then almost dropping to her knees laughing her head off as the egg blasted into sensuous life each time.

Once seated in the restaurant and after I had carefully selected the dishes that I felt would be appreciated, I couldn't help but notice a certain amount of tension from subby each time my hands dropped from view to my napkin.

During the entire meal I refrained from activating the egg even though I had made as if to do so several times. Finally I asked for the bill and when the waiter was just a few paces away from our table I could resist no longer and held my finger on the control button and kept it there while I checked the bill and found my credit card.

Apart from a small gasp and the clatter of remaining cutlery on the table when the button was first pressed, subby remained still and apparently serene (unless you looked at her eyes <g>) while the waiter was at our table although how she managed it I'll never know. Mind you, she did burst into near hysterical laughter once the waiter had moved away. The bill was duly paid and we left the restaurant stifling giggles and with huge grins on our faces, the other diners seemingly bemused as to what had been so funny.

Getting back to the car was a laughter-filled, memorable adventure all of it's own with subby almost crawling along on hands and knees at times as I kept pressing the control button, watching her lurching from lamp post to shop doorway.

Later, as we prepared for bed, the egg was place on the bed momentarily next to my mobile phone and the other contents of my pockets while I went to get it's container. As the phone searched routinely for best signal we noticed that it had triggered the egg to start vibrating. This set my mind to wondering about long distance remote control ..... now there's a thought <g>

 

 

 

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