Archive for April, 2009

Rambling

Thursday, April 23rd, 2009

Since I returned from my trip to the mountains, I’ve been feeling a little poorly.  Today I have a full-blown cold.  Nothing serious, but it probably could have been avoided if I had dressed a bit more warmly or avoided wading in the stream.  (Smiles – just teasing about the wading, but I’m sure the above photo probably has your imagination stirring a bit, doesn’t it?)

At the moment I’m sitting on the deck, soaking up a little sun.  It’s 76 degrees and mostly sunny.  That’s the perfect sort of day, isn’t it?  Not too cold, not too warm – just right.  Nosy neighbor is cleaning out his flower beds and in general sprucing up his yard.  A little while ago I turned up the radio when a particularly good song started playing and danced around on the deck – mostly just messing with him because I knew he was watching.  After just a bit I started coughing and getting short of breath and had to sit down.  For some reason he wasn’t too interested in what I was doing after that.  Fickle man.  I guess a cold just isn’t sexy.  Go figure ;)

It’s been a quiet day.  Mostly I’ve been doing housework (woohoo – still more excitement).  As I was working I started thinking about some of the comments left here recently.  I suppose I shouldn’t have been doing housework – not if I was a real Domme.  Some mindless drone would be doing it for me.  Truth be told, I could probably have persuaded a man to do the housework for me.  I know what to say.. I know what to do.  But.. I’m not interested in using someone.  Sure maybe some men want to be used, but that’s not me.

I like to take care of myself, do things for myself.  I was raised to be independent.  By the time I was 12 I was making my own money through babysitting and mowing lawns.  I had my first “real” job at 16 and by 18 years of age I left home.  Not because anyone made me but because it was time and I could.  I’ve been taking care of myself ever since.

There are times I’ll allow someone to do something for me, but it’s more for the sexual excitement that surrounds it than anything.  Allowing someone to serve me in a submissive manner is an intimate thing.   It’s not something I want just anyone to do.  Occasionally I’ll allow friends to do something for me but it’s because I know they really enjoy doing things for someone and by not allowing them to I am robbing them of that pleasure.  I just try to keep it at a minimum because I don’t want to take advantage of anyone.

I guess I am a weird sort of Domme.  I’m beginning to think I should toss that label completely.  I’m just a woman who loves men, loves to tease them, to control their excitement, to fire their imagination and thereby exciting their favorite body parts, and so on.  I like sex.  I like kinky sex.  That’s just me.  I read a blog post by some misogynist the other day that essentially listed all those things as slut behavior.  Sluts, he said, are ok as long as you’re not planning on marrying them.  Personally I think a man would be darn lucky to marry a woman who liked sex, even kinky sex.  A woman who loved men instead of thinking that all men are bastards (sorry – but when I worked at the hospital the majority of the women I worked with held that philosophy).  Someone who loved to tease and control their excitement and pleasure.  Yes, that is not the sort of wife any man should want.

Ok, I’m rambled on and on.  Attribute it to the fever.  I’m just a bit irritated with some of the narrow-minded people out there.

Male Submission: Communicating Wants and Needs Without Topping

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

In response to my post, When a Vanilla Partner Dominates, What Does She Need?, Susan’s Pet remarked:

I understand what you say, and what you mean here, “If he said, ‘I want you to dominate me” and then went on to tell me how… well, I would hardly be the one in charge, would I? ‘ Indeed, you would not be in charge.

The difficulty with the subject of Female Led Relationship is that generally it is not started with what a female wants. It is a fantasy of a male who wants it fulfilled. That means, the female will have to do what the male wants. Damn! That is just not right. If the female does what the male wants, the whole thing of FLR is nonsense. So we come around to define what the male and the female want, and take it from there.

Perhaps you could give us the pleasure by enlightening us.

When I wrote the above referenced post, there were things I didn’t address.  Your question touched on one of them.

Even though I’ve never been in a position where the female led (male submission and female dominance) relationship was the man’s idea and not mine, I have been in the situation where I wanted to learn about his needs and wants while at the same time maintaining the control over him that we both desired.  For us, being pragmatic worked.  If we wanted a healthy relationship, we each had to be aware of the other’s wants and needs.  So… we set aside times to openly talk about it.

There are checklists out there – mostly BDSM checklists – that opened the door for us to discuss what we liked, didn’t like, wouldn’t do, would do, would do only because it turned the other on, and so on.  These types of lists won’t “fit” perfectly because not everyone in a power exchange relationship is into a lot of the more serious kink.  We weren’t, but we used one of those as a springboard to discuss all sorts of things.  Once we covered the kink, we talked about the other areas like romance, love, “vanilla” sex, etc. (A word on “vanilla” sex.   Sex is amazing no matter if kink is involved or not, no matter if it is obvious one of us is leading or not.  I think to attach the word vanilla to sex is doing a disservice to sex everywhere and I plan to avoid doing that in the future ;)

It is true that I initiated the discussion, but it could just as easily have been him.  As long as the relationship is a loving one, most people will at least be open to talking.  Had he initiated the discussion, I’m pretty sure he would have been focused more on what I wanted and needed, but I think it’s healthy that he would want to explain things from his point of view as well.  Even if he didn’t address his needs, at that point it would have been automatic for me to ask him.  I know that’s not the case for everyone as some people are afraid to ask.  “What if he wants something I can’t or don’t want to do?”  Not talking about it won’t make it go away so discussing it at least forces us to examine the options.

If I hadn’t been the person to initiate this type of conversation, I really wouldn’t consider him trying to take control of the relationship if he had said, “I’d like to tell you what I enjoy and need, but I want you to understand I’m not pressuring you to do any of this or telling you when to do any of it.”  It just seems logical  to me that a relationship is doomed to fail if we can’t or won’t communicate.

After he told me, it was then up to me to decide when, if, how, and how often.  There can be no pouting on his part, no lack of enthusiasm, no attempts at manipulation.  If at any point he decides he doesn’t want me to lead, then he needs to say so plainly and we can decide where we go from there.

Keeping the communication lines open after sex or play is important to me, too.   I like to know how he felt, what he was thinking, what pushed his buttons, what didn’t.   As a rule I do not like talking about this immediately after unless something went wrong, but usually later on in the day or the next day.   It allows passions and emotions to return to a normal level and allows time for reflection.

Bottom line – it’s really easy to get caught up in the “rules” of this type of relationship and forget that the most important thing is a healthy, happy dynamic where each has a mechanism for saying what needs to be said.

Tuesday Tidbits

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

My weekend in the mountains was really wonderful.  It wasn’t exciting in that “Domme free in the great outdoors surrounded by hoardes of adoring men” sort of way, but it was so relaxing.   I can’t really post details without revealing information about the people with whom I shared the weekend, so apologies to Jim :)  It wasn’t a “really great story” kind of weekend anyway, Jim.

Instead I have a couple of totally unrelated things to mention.

Don’t forget about my survey if you haven’t already responded.  The results thus far have been very interesting, so thank you for those who have taken time to do this for me.  I’m quite pleased that you did.  I’ll keep the survey open a while longer and then post the results.

I’m having some problems with recording using my laptop.  Audacity doesn’t pick up the presence of the microphone at all but I can speak fine on Skype and I can even record the Skype conversation with Audacity.  I’ve looked to see if there is some setting on Skype that would be interfering but cannot find one.  I’m using Windows Vista (yes, I know Mac users, I know).   If anyone has any suggestions regarding what I could try, I would appreciate that.  I would like to re-record the draft of Breath and release it.   I’m not sure yet when I will have time to do this, but when the opportunity presents itself, I don’t want to be prevented from doing so by a computer glitch.

More on my series on “Wooing” probably tomorrow.  I want to first go back and remark on some of the comments.  As I ponder that post, let me ask you this.. if someone were courting you – either at the beginning of a relationship or during an already established one – how would you want them to court you?  (Couldn’t make myself say “woo” again.)

Oh, and one more thing.  Gmail is sending some of my “definitely not spam” emails into my spam folder, so if you have written recently and I haven’t replied it might be that I never received your email.  (It could also be that I haven’t had time yet to respond.)   When in doubt, resend :)

Terrific Tush Tuesday – Do You See What I See?

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

At first glance, what story do you see in this photo?  Is she dominant or submissive?  Is that cut a cute leather belt around her waste or is it more than that?  Is she caressing gently, about to inflict pain, or something in between?

Of course as a woman, I noticed her handbag.  All you fellas are probably saying, “She has a handbang??”.  What do you suppose is in that handbag?

Fabulous Face Friday

Friday, April 17th, 2009

“The Devil, having nothing else to do,
Went off to tempt My Lady Poltagrue.
My Lady, tempted by a private whim,
To his extreme annoyance, tempted him.”

—Hilaire Belloc, French-born British writer (1870–1953), Sonnets and Verse On Lady Poltagrue, A Public Peril.

(I still have more to say regarding your comments, but it will have to wait until Monday unless I discover an internet connection in the wilds.  Hope your weekend is great :)

Mountains, Flowers, and Proposals, Oh My!

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

I
am
so
excited.

For the first time in forever, I’m going away for the weekend. Mountains, country air, spring flowers, great music, good food, and family (smiles – yes, I know, not sexy but still fun and relaxing for me). I’ll leave tomorrow morning and return Monday evening some time.  I’ll be writing while I am away but I’m not sure yet if I will be able to access the internet to upload anything.  If I can’t, I may be posting several things at once on Monday.

I’m worried about Bill being ok, but I know he will be.   Earlier I thought I wasn’t going to be able to go because the person we had scheduled to come in and stay with Bill cancelled at the last minute due to a family emergency.  Our dear friend Graham insisted on saving the day and is taking some vacation so the two of them can have four days of guy time (Graham where are you hiding your cape?   Is there a big S hidden underneath your shirt?).  One of my nurse friends is on call for them so I know everything will be ok. That’s twice in a very few sentences I’ve said I know he will be ok, isn’t it?   Yes, I am trying to reassure myself.

On a more positive note, I think I had a marriage proposal this morning ;)   I went outside to get something from my car and found it freshly washed and without a speck of the bird pooh that was on there last night.   Resting on the hood was a single rose.  Thank you mystery man (I’ll call you later and thank you properly).  No, don’t get nervous.  I’m not holding you to that proposal ;)  I am curious to know how you managed to pull that off without me hearing you…

I’ll be writing more in my series on “wooing”, but I wanted to suggest that you peruse the comments that have been left on each post.   As is often the case, there is more “meat” in the comments section than there is in the original post.  Speaking of comments, for those of you who use RSS readers, I’ve added a button to the right that will allow you to subscribe to the feed for all of my blogs’ comments.  (It’s different than the posts feed.)

More a bit latter.  Lots to do today :)

Happy hugs,
Lady Julia

P.S.  Don’t forget about my survey if you haven’t already responded ;)

Wooing: Little Things Matter

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

Whether I’ve been in a relationship a while or I’m just getting to know someone, I’ve found the small things they do really touch me and capture my attention.  Big gestures are nice, but when he consistently does little things for me, he’s showing me I’m important enough to him to make a consistent effort.

When I meet someone and am just getting to know him, I’m impressed when he opens the door for me or when he notices what I’m wearing.  I don’t spend hours getting ready before I go places, but I do take time to look nice so his comments are appreciated.  If I mentioned something the last time we spoke and he brings up the subject the next time, showing that he has taken an interest and is better informed than before, I’m not just impressed, I’m a little turned on.  I know that is probably weird, but intellect and initiative are very appealing to me.

When we’ve been together for awhile, I know it takes more effort to do the little things.  It’s easy to get in a rut and forget all about the wooing :)   Not too long ago, I mentioned I really liked a particular song and this very sweet friend went searching for it.  He couldn’t find the single MP3 to buy, so he purchased an entire cd so that he could send that song to me.  I hadn’t even said anything about wanting the single but he wanted to get it for me anyway.  That touched me so much.

Little notes in the bathroom.  Text messages that say “I can’t stop thinking about our talk last night”.  Taking my car and filling it up with gas so I don’t have to get that icky gas smell on my hands.  A handwritten letter that includes a poem by my favorite poet.  Even better, quoting one of my favorite poems to me.  Sending links to funny things from the internet when I’ve been sad.  Stopping at the supermarket and picking up an inexpensive bouquet of flowers.  Renting one of my favorite romantic movies and watching it with me.  Playing chess with me and not getting tense if I accidentally beat him.  Washing my car when a bird uses it for target practice (I would almost marry someone for doing that) ;)

A man who gives wooing a little thought, time, and effort can be very pleasing and pleasing can feel so very good ;)

About My Survey

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

Since it’s really easy for things to get buried in a blog, I wanted to post a reminder about my survey.  It will only take a few moments to complete and it’s information I’d really like to know.  I write a lot about my feelings and experiences here.  I’m hoping you will understand that I’m curious – I want to have at least a little idea of who is out there reading and what you’re thinking.

Wooing: Sharing Feelings (cont)

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

I’ve had this photo forever and every time I look at it I think about all the things I’d do to him even before we got home and especially after.

Wooing: Sharing Your Feelings

Tuesday, April 14th, 2009

Earlier this week I was sharing with a friend about this need I have to hear what my partner is thinking and feeling about me and the things we do.   I don’t need to hear it all the time – I’m not neurotic – but every now and then I need to hear “I love you”, “you’re sexy”, “you’re beautiful”, “I love it when you ____”.

He remarked that for some men this was a difficult thing to remember because they aren’t as into hearing about the emotional things as women are and they’re more practical.  “If we say it once, we think that should be enough.  If it changes, we’ll let you know.”

For many women someone sharing their feelings is a part of the wooing process.  It’s not enough that once, way back in 2001 you told us that you love us.  It’s not enough that other people express that they consider us sexy and/or beautiful.  If we’re in a relationship with you, we want to hear *you* say it.

And

not

just

when

you

want

sex.

Or a scene.

Or lunch. :)

At the beginning of a relationship I believe hearing what someone is thinking is even more important.  It’s a delicate balance then, to be sure.   Timing is everything.  If we’re just sitting there talking for the first or second time and he looks at me with his tongue hanging out and announces, “Damn girl!  You’re sexy!”  It’s probably a little much ;)    (Don’t laugh – I’ve had that happen.   Well, his tongue wasn’t exactly hanging out but that’s a direct quote.)  If on the other hand I have just finished telling a man about something daring and sexy that I’ve done, it’s probably a really good time for him to tell him that he thinks I’m sexy if he does.

It’s difficult to know when it’s ok to share your thoughts.  Most fear rejection or being misunderstood.   Don’t rush into it, but watch for the signs.   Pay attention to her body language, her voice tone, what she is saying.  Eventually you can tell when she’s relaxed enough that you can share the more wooing types of feelings.  Til then, if you think she’s intelligent – tell her.  If you think she’s funny, let her know.  I think most people respond to hearing that someone finds any part of their personality or intellect attractive.  I find physical compliments are acceptable earlier on too if they’re not overly sexual.  I love it when someone tells me I have beautiful eyes or a nice smile even if I don’t know them at all.

I’ll add that I am aware that there is a whole other school of thought on this.   “Be disinterested and they’ll be more interested in you.”  For me, that’s bunk.  If you appear disinterested, my mind says “Next!”  I’d be interested in knowing if any of you have had experience with feigned disinterest being an effective thing to do and how you would feel if someone behaved that way toward you.