#MasturbationMonday – Knitting Needles & #BDSM

Masturbation Monday

Hello Monday Masturbators, or Moan Day Fans, which ever you prefer 😉 I’m back with the Dirty Doms today, which have been a bestseller on Amazon, Kobo & iTunes. WOW. Totally blow away – so my thanks to all of you wonderful people who have gone out a bought a copy. T.H.A.N..K.I.N.G.   Y.O.U!!!

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Dirty Doms

“Any more questions, Lois? Or are we going to talk about knitting and babies for the rest of the evening?” He eyed me with a smirk.

Choking on my wine, I was annoyed to see he thought himself thoroughly amusing. It appeared he’d caught me checking him out. Sighing, I decided I’d need to be more discreet in future. His ego would spontaneously combust in a few seconds, if not. “I usually like to get to know someone a couple of weeks before I think about having babies, but I’m game if you are.” I winked at him. It should have wiped the smirk off his face instantly, but instead, it just got wider. Taking a deep breath, I ploughed on, “As to the knitting needles, you’ll have a better chance at improving your life expectancy if I don’t have any.” I lavished an icy stare upon him, which had absolutely no effect whatsoever.

“I can picture you with a set of knitting needles, you know. Not actually knitting, but fending off all the annoying males that might make the mistake of entering your world. You are a prickly one, Ms Reeves. I bet you haven’t managed too many long term relationships in your past.”

“I don’t need knitting needles to defend myself,” I replied. “I can do enough damage with my hands and feet.” I picked up my black, Chinese lacquered bowl of soup and drank the remains. I didn’t particularly care if the ogre across from me was offended.

“That I don’t doubt,” he replied. “And the long term relationships? Managed any?” He slowly wiped an imaginary spot of food from his lips. My eyes found themselves entranced, and all of a sudden I could picture myself kissing him. What the hell? This was so unlike me, I nearly dissolved into a fit of hysterics. It looked like I was about to have my first crush, and the guy across from me was an absolute animal.

“You’ve had your question time,” I replied with saccharine sweetness. Wondering if two could play his game, I ran my tongue across my bottom lip to see if he was similarly affected. Sure enough, his eyes dropped, and it was several seconds before he realised I had asked another question.

“Sorry, you’ll need to repeat that,” he said, “I’m being shamelessly distracted.” He sucked his finger into his mouth as if to clean it, although I knew for a fact it was not dirty. He’d wiped it on his napkin only a few moments ago. Somehow I managed to glance away, though it took considerable willpower on my part.

Clearing my throat, I attempted to rid my mind of distractions. As long as I didn’t look at him, there wouldn’t be a problem forming logical sentences.

“Let’s say the session does go ahead tomorrow. What can I expect from the moment I enter the scene?” It was a good question, superbly executed bar the lack of eye contact, and I was pleased with myself.

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