19 touches on what happens behind closed doors in the suburbs but I keep thinking about what happens when things don't go to plan and subs need that extra little bit of punishment and training to make them behave, maybe being sent to somewhere special and taught exactly how to behave by whatever means necessary.
Lots of subs all being trained like battery hens to be the perfect spouse! I like playing with ideas around institutions, one of my favourite stories has been the one that plays around in the asylum setting. I kind of like the ideas that go with bondage and sexual use in quite impersonal places. People being kept for one purpose, their humanity neglected and personalities crushed.
I must make more effort to move past the Benson pics but they're just so fucking wonderful!!
Most books seem to play with people in some kind of relationship but I've rather deliberately steered away from that, it's probably part of the reason James is such a git. He really isn't a catch, which means I can make sure he doesn't get drawn into any kind of relationship. He meets a lot of other people in relationships but once I've played with the themes and activities within these relationships, I can make him walk away at the end.
All relationships involve some elements of repetition and I want to keep on avoiding it if I can, I really don't have the self discipline to stick at writing something I'm not enjoying and making any kind of deep psychology real and worthy will take dedication and I am a really, really lazy fucker. I don't want to have to think, I just want to enjoy pissing around and getting off (sorry folks).
I really am trash, I am the reading equivalent of junk food. You buy me for a purpose, I'm satisfy just long enough to be fun and you'd never be honest about just how much of me you want to consume in polite company!
Okay last Benson promise!!
Guaranteed to induce grunting!
You can tell I smoke a fair bit of weed can't you. Stands out like a sore thumb with all this navel gazing and cod psychology!
Just as well I had one rolled from last night as The Boss decided my day needed a little restriction. I am currently being punished for losing the nipple tubes he'd become so find of. No amount of pleading has convinced him I genuinely don't know where they are!! My habit of giggling at all the wrong moments made him all the more suspicious, which in turn has meant while he's out visiting his mum I'm wearing the biggest steel butt plug he could find and my wrists are chained so close to my waist I can just about type on my ipod, smoking means leaning forward into the most ridiculous position and even if I tried I may just be able to pull the plug out for a bit of respite but I doubt I'd be able to get it back in and finding I'd disobeyed him would not go down well.
Having to tell him I'd run out of the comfortably numb mints has meant a weekend without clothes, cuffs and chains make sleeves impossible and my ass is already sore as hell, so I'm taking notice of the fact he's got a new hazel switch.
Brace yourself honey this is going to sting!!
All this is totally getting in the way of redecorating the dining room however, which is a shame because a lot of gaming goes on in there. My spanking bench and chair are currently packed away and I'm missing them. Something about being banished to my chair is much more effective than using the everyday furniture and obviously the bench is built for a specific purpose so making do with the edges of the couch just isn't the same.
On the upside of course a week with a nice set of stinging stripes across my backside will make the week go quicker, a distracted mind is a happy one and all that. My line mangers off most of next week and I have few lone working shifts lined up. I can guarantee these will be put to good use if all I can think about is the residual pain.......... oh yes I can feel book 20 writing itself already!!!
Repeat after me, a good wife is accepting. A good wife is quiet. The institute is for my own good and the good of the Brethren.......