Every night, i have my girl ask me if she can go to bed. That wasn't always the rule. It grew more out of an impulse that i developed.
Once we moved in together, we noticed that our bedtimes did not coincide with each other. She's one that really requires a good amount of sleep, and i'm one who can do with very little. I've always been this way, never enjoying the act of sleeping. In fact "sleeping in" for me usually has me crawling out of bed at the late hour of 7:30 AM. My girl, on the other hand, really enjoys, but more importantly, values sleep. This is not to say that she is one of those marathon slumberers who can doze until 3 in the afternoon. But, compared to me, she might as well be Nip Van Winkle.
Very often, i would escort her to bed, and naturally felt an urge to tuck her in. I loved wiping the hair out of her eyes, speaking a few soothing words to her and giving her a kiss on her forehead. This urge came and went, until one evening she was lumbering off to the bedroom and i demanded where she was going.
"I'm going to bed."
"Don't you think you should ask first?"
"Is that something i need to do now?"
I'm not one of those dominants who demands a strict, micro-managed regiment of minute-by-minute approvals for everything that she does. In fact, i have nearly enough of that at work, i couldn't fathom trying to manage it in my relationship. However, something about putting a lien on the slumber ritual really stimulated me. It both calmed and excited me to tuck my girl in at the end of the day. At its essence, i wanted to put her away.
We do not use terms like "daddy" or "little girl". In fact, i believe we'd tried them, and they just felt false. But the sentiment behind those terms are very much at play here. I enjoy the idea that she looks to me for correction, guidance, and wisdom but that she also exposes herself to me so that i can soil her, debase her and suspend her idolatrous innocence long enough for me to use her, and then, send her off to bed.
6 comments:
Ohhh I like this idea of putting her to bed! I was actually thinking the "daddy" and "little girl" aspect before you said it. It is sweet and kind of erotic too. Do you kiss her or touch her when you do come to bed to let her know you're there?
naughty girl,
my mood determines how or if i let her know i've crawled into bed.
if i'm in a nice mood, i'll let her sleep, and give her a kiss on her earlobe.
if i'm in a nasty mood, i'll roll her over and tell her to spread her legs.
ahhhhh, i LOVE being tucked in. my owners and i frequently are together when my bedtime approaches, and if we are at my apartment then i will get ready for bed on their instruction. the ritual varies from a point-by-point dictation of changing each item of clothing to a simple, "go get ready for bed," but it always ends with me snuggled under the covers and receiving two kisses on my forehead before they slip out and head home. it is really wonderful... it makes me feel very submissive, very cared for, and very close to them.
meg,
it's so nice to hear that you enjoy that. i'm actually smiling as i type this, because i'm happy for you that you have someone(s) in your life to provide this for you.
I love the way you have turned this situation on its head. For ever I have tried to get my man to come to bed with me, but like you, he prefers to have less sleep. I've tried to guilt him into coming to bed earlier to no avail. It seems I had it all wrong. *I* should be the one to *ask* for permission to go to bed.
And, like you, it's six to one, half a dozen the other as to whether, when he does come to bed, I get a little rub, or much more.
Your blog is great reading!
Rob
rob,
i'm sure my girl has tried the guilt thing herself (we're all human, after all), but the natural evolution of her asking permission has fit so nicely into our rhythm.
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