Had a great time Sunday afternoon at the inaugural… that
would be the inauguration of the 2013 season of Atlanta Dominion, the
bi-monthly all-male play party at 1763.
Started the morning off on a puppy-fail by spilling coffee
on Sir Loki’s carpet. :( I’m still convinced that it was somehow Tebow’s
fault; I just haven’t worked out the logistics yet… something to do w/ him
distracting me… and the curvature of the Earth… (How many puppies does it take to operate a carpet shampooer? Apparently more than three.) I redeemed myself, though, b/c (a) I got some pins for my pack: a Saint
Bernard for Sir and a beagle for Tebow – to match the Wolfhound pin I have on
my leather jacket, and (b) I brought puppy treats from my Owner: bight-sized
brownies she baked in the shape of little bones.
After a surprisingly tasty turkey club from Cosco, it was
time to get to 1763 to set-up for Dominion.
I had (as always) loads of fun.
One of my happiest moments was actually before the party officially
started: Puppy Hunter and I got to sit
around Sir’s feet in the reception area as he checked people in. I’ve determined this is the place to be b/c
we got scritches from most of the guests as they came in… lots of
scritches. I think every dungeon party
needs a couple of human-pups at the door to greet people. :)
What was really extra cool was that I got to wear a new
rubber hood Sir acquired. He was fortunate
enough to find a matching hood to his original rubber-pup hood, just w/ the
colors reversed. Here’s Tebow (left) and
I (right) looking all sharp:
Once the party got started Hunter (looking great in his
Dalmatian zentai) and I romped about on the floor while Sir beat somebody on
the cross. Lots of good puppy-wrestling,
barking, humping, licking, snuggling, ball-chasing, ball-sniffing, and all of
that good stuff!
Next, Loki got to try-out some of his new electrical toys he
brought back from MAL. Not on me. I think next time we play, I’m going to ask
Sir if I can try the electrified dildo… but I’m still not entirely sold on the
electrified ball crusher yet. :-/
So instead of electricity, I got tied to the cross and
beaten all to Hell. (Thank you, Sir!) I have some really nice marks this morning –
mostly from the whip, I think… and bight marks from the Alpha Pup chewing on
me. He likes to make a bight mark first
and then use it as a target to aim the whip or dragon-tail at. And for some reason I don’t complain about
this. :D
Well, I say, “for some reason,” but I know what a big part
of it is for me. I think my masochist
streak is strongly connected to my puppy-loyalty/service side. I love making my Tops happy. In a great scene, the best part is frequently
when Sir will pause from beating the Hell out of me for a moment, pet me, and
say, “Good boy!” I can go though a lot
of pain to hear that and know that I’m making Sir happy. When I play w/ Ma’am, she doesn’t as often
say “Good boy”… but when we’re really connecting it will be a look in her eyes
and her smile when I can just see the pure joy she is feeling (in ripping me to
shreds). It makes me sooooo happy as her
Pup to see her taking so much enjoyment from playing w/ me. *wags*
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