Frustration

I was hoping to have another exciting installment in the Training of Nadia here but alas we have an un-exciting installment.

Last night Davey and I went over to MasterDoc’s for dinner and some swapping with a woman he dates. I was hoping to be spanked, played with, etc. Alas, while Davey got some sex (his first time with an older woman), I got to set the table, clear the table, run the dishwasher, give MasterDoc a back rub because his back was hurting him, give him a bit of a hand job and some oral and in return… I got frustration and remained fully clothed. This was far crueler a punishment than any pain he could have inflicted. I suppose though it’s “good for me” in some respects because I’m not used to being denied sex when I want some. (Except when it’s a quick shooting 23-year-old, but then I was royally pissed off that evening.) I’m not totally convinced it’s good for me, but I’m trying to look at it that way.

Davey would have helped me out when we got home but I was too tired by that point. You can imagine that I’ll be attacking him tonight. *grin* Davey could never be a dom in a million years, he’s too eager to make me happy. (Thank the god I don’t believe in.) MasterDoc suggested that Davey should hold out on me so that I didn’t get any until I see MasterDoc again on Monday (and as we know there’s no guarantee I’ll get anything that morning). But I have a date tomorrow with V., the woman I’ve just started talking to, and she’s sounding eager to get me into bed so odds are I wouldn’t have remained sex-free even if Davey did hold out on me. (And there’s always my trusty bullet vibe.) But still, it felt like punishment. *sigh* But of course I took it without too much complaint because, hey, I’m the sub and that’s what I signed on for – being told what to do or not to do. Alas, last night was all of the downside to being sub and little of the upside. (I did get cuddles from MasterDoc, so it wasn’t all bad. I like cuddles. And admittedly I enjoyed playing with his penis.)