Here, boy

We are sitting at the table, chat over… He gets up, heads to the kitchen to get us drinks. I lean back in my chair, watch him go, wait until he is across the room.

“Come back here.”

He turns, his expression a question, a slight frown, concerned that he has forgotten something. He comes back to me.

“Give me a kiss first.”

He smiles at me, “Yes, Ma’am!”

He leans down to me, I slip a hand around his neck and pull his mouth against mine, a warm, soft, sweet kiss. I release him and push him gently away. He smirks at me, I laugh and shove him towards the kitchen.

I watch his arse as he walks away, he nearly makes it to the kitchen door.

“Come here.”

He pivots on one foot, tilts his head, he does a cute little half smile, walks quickly back to me.

“Yes Ma’am?”

“Kiss.”

Another big smile lights up his face, I reach up to him, he brings his mouth to me, I cup his face and dip my tongue into his mouth, play around his lips a little, he sighs into my mouth. I push him away.

“Off you go, where’s my drink?”

He chuckles, almost skips off to the kitchen. He doesn’t get there.

“Boy, here.”

He turns, he is laughing, he rolls his eyes, exaggerating, he groans as if he is annoyed, “Yessss, Ma’am?!”

I laugh as he trots across the room back to me.

“Kiss! You never kiss me, geez!”

“Sorry, Ma’am!”

He reaches down for my mouth and I hold him there, soft and tender kisses, nudging at him, he starts to sink under it, he shuffles to get closer to me, I know he wants to drop to his knees. I push him away.

“Off you go then, what… do I have to wait forever for that drink?”

He bounces away from me, looking back every few steps, I let him get around the kitchen door before call him back.

“Here!”

He laughs with delight, “YES MA’AM!!” He runs back to me and waits there with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“KISS!” I demand. We both laugh, still laughing as we lock lips, it is difficult to stop long enough to properly kiss, I make him stay there until I get a decent one, until I feel him start to melt.

I shove him away, “Where’s my drink?! God!”

This time I wait until I hear him opening cupboards in the kitchen…

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  1. Damnit. I love all that fun stuff. *Sigh*

    Miss Ferns, I'm going to assume that your game was inspired by watching someone playing with throwing a ball – sometimes pretending to throw it, just for a trick – for her enthusiastic puppy, even if it wasn't. So there.

    Sir Puppington Lothian.

  2. * chuckles * how childish and yet hysterically funny…….I'm glad it's not just me that does things like that……..It's even funnier if they are trying to head out to work etc

    Coug

  3. Mmmm My favorite game! Though don't think I've taken it quite that far…. hmmmmm!

    *It's always good to find P/people who understand that “dominance” does not exclude “fun.” *

    No kidding! Why I love this blog.

  4. Puppy: “Damnit. I love all that fun stuff. *Sigh*”

    Me too!

    “…I'm going to assume that your game was inspired by watching someone playing with throwing a ball – sometimes pretending to throw it, just for a trick – for her enthusiastic puppy, even if it wasn't. So there.”

    Fetch, boy, fetch!!

    Ferns

  5. tomio_of_Delila: “It's always good to find P/people who understand that “dominance” does not exclude “fun.””

    *chuckle* I think all those who believe it does are making porn movies… those women never have any fun (unless it's of the “Haw haw… look at the pathetic worm” kind)!

    Ferns

  6. slapshot: “Very sweet post. I love that sort of playfulness!”

    *grin* Me too! I actually love it when he rolls his eyes at me and sighs and carries on like that, because, hey, what's he gonna do about it?

    Ferns

  7. Suzanne: “A lovely scene! It's amazing the simple fun we can have with our subs, pets, toys, etc!”

    It *is* amazing… and look… no toys, no special outfits, no snarling, no big set up… just… fun!

    Ferns

  8. Maggie: “Mmmm My favorite game! Though don't think I've taken it quite that far…. hmmmmm!”

    *laughs and send terribly sincere apologies to Maggie's boy*

    “No kidding! Why I love this blog.”

    Thank you!

    Ferns

  9. Ahhhhh – *now* I see. This was a childish game.

    And there is not enough 'childish' in BDSM. (OK, call it 'child-like', because that sounds less pejorative.)

    *That* is one reason why reading the forums at e.g. FetLife and Collarme give me such a stale and stuffed up feeling so much of the time. CM, particularly, seems to have been infected with windbagitis recently.

    Sir Puppington Lothian.

  10. . . . Or maybe CM was always infected with windbagitis, and it's only recently begun to grate nearly to intolerability.

    Sir Puppington Lothian.

  11. Interesting. This would drive me crazy, and not in a good way. I'd probably flounce out about halfway through. Not sure if that makes me not-submissive, or just a poor sport.

  12. Sera,

    Ah, you see, Miss Ferns is what I call a 'tickler-Domme'. That sort knows how to keep you laughing.

    Sir Puppington Lothian.

  13. puppy: “And there is not enough 'childish' in BDSM. (OK, call it 'child-like', because that sounds less pejorative.)”

    People call it 'play' for a reason! It *should* be fun, and I think that sometimes gets lost. I think I probably come across as quite serious in a lot of my writing, and I take my relationships very seriously, but frankly, if it's not fun and joyful and hot and tender and fabulous, I'm really not interested.

    Ferns

  14. puppy: “Or maybe CM was always infected with windbagitis, and it's only recently begun to grate nearly to intolerability.”

    Heh… just run in there and start chasing your tail, they will be so overcome with cuteness, they will forget the windbagitus for a second or two…

    Ferns

  15. sera: “Interesting. This would drive me crazy, and not in a good way. I'd probably flounce out about halfway through. Not sure if that makes me not-submissive, or just a poor sport.”

    *~smile~* It doesn't make you either, it just makes you someone for whom this kind of silliness would not work. In any of this, I have to know him well enough to know what will work and what won't… it is basic compatibility. All going well, I don't have to give it a second thought, I just *know* that when I want to be ridiculous with him, he will adore it.

    I am sure your partner is the same (in different ways, obviously) with you and knows exactly what will make you laugh and what will make you flounce.

    Ferns

  16. Now I wonder how tempting it would be to whip around when being called back and simply purse his lips expectantly…

    Oh the joys of a devious submissive mind.

  17. The Rabbit: “Now I wonder how tempting it would be to whip around when being called back and simply purse his lips expectantly…”

    *laugh* Very tempting indeed, I am sure, and it would make me laugh and it would make me very likely to give him a sweet pat on the cheek, tell him he must know that's not going to work, and send him off to the kitchen to get that damn drink with nary the hint of a kiss!

    Ferns

  18. Ha! What a lovely answer. When you put it that way, yes there ARE games we play, and he can keep me smiling or pouting, as per his preference. Interesting.

    One of the things I love most about your blog is seeing things from the dominant side. Great stuff.

  19. Outstanding, I love playing yo-yo. What a great opportunity to drill on instantaneous obedience. It requires so little energy on the Domme's part, so much attention and step-to response on the sub's. Delicious fun.

    Ms. Ferns, I sent you an email the other day on your Earthling address. Are you still on that address? I couldn't find another one here on your new site.

  20. sera: “When you put it that way, yes there ARE games we play, and he can keep me smiling or pouting, as per his preference. Interesting.”

    Yes!!! THIS. Exactly… fun!!

    “One of the things I love most about your blog is seeing things from the dominant side. Great stuff.”

    *smile* Thank you!

    Ferns

  21. Yardbird: “Delicious fun.”

    *nod nod* Absolutely!

    “Ms. Ferns, I sent you an email the other day on your Earthling address. Are you still on that address?”

    I am still at the same address, but I didn't get it… but mayhap you were misidentified as spam… were you trying to sell me viagra again? I will trawl through my spam and if it isn't there I shall demand a resend with much shouting and waving of arms!

    Ferns

  22. Yeah, I know I already posted on this one already, but I love it. This kind of playfulness is just heart melting to me. It’s claiming ownership in a fun, romantic way, and I can’t get enough of it.

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