17 Dec

His whiskers scrape across my nipple,

back and forth.

He watches my nipple turning red,

watches thoughtfully,

with interest.

He sucks the nipple,

pulling it gently into His warm, wet mouth

soothing the pain

then, sharp as tiny knives,

whiskers scrape again.


i say,

“Ow, oooh, ow, that hurts…”

and He smiles.

“Mean,” i say, giggling,

“That’s just mean.”

“Mean?” He says, quizzical.

“You think that’s mean?

And when i nod, still smiling,Β 

“Yes, Sir, a little mean,”

He smiles too,

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

16 Responses to “Mean?”

  1. striving for Peace December 17, 2012 at 6:18 am #

    all smiles.

    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:22 am #

      Thanks, Sfp. πŸ™‚


  2. sin December 17, 2012 at 7:27 am #

    And somehow the conversation is almost tender, isn’t it?


    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:23 am #

      Hey, Sin,

      Yes. It really is.



  3. vanillamom December 17, 2012 at 7:58 am #


    That puts me in a big happy bubble. I’m stayin in it, too.


    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:23 am #

      i hear you, ‘nilla. Me too.



  4. faithful December 17, 2012 at 9:22 am #

    Love this. I call Master Meany all the time! (well at the appropriate right times!!)

    Did he keep his word at the? Do Tell!!


    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:24 am #

      Hi, Faithful,

      Lol… of course He kept His word ~ He’s an honest man. Within moments, i found myself bent over the bed…



  5. Kitty the Submissive Wife December 17, 2012 at 9:58 am #

    Definitely mean. No question whatsoever. πŸ™‚

    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:24 am #

      Thanks, Kitty!



  6. little monkey December 17, 2012 at 11:59 am #

    What a perfect little illustration of intimacy. You’re a gifted writer aisha, to capture such an expressive little moment… and a lucky woman to have found such a perfectly mean Sir.

    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:25 am #

      Thanks for the kind words, LM. i am a lucky girl… πŸ™‚



  7. Conina December 17, 2012 at 8:39 pm #

    Okay, I must must must say something.

    My husband used to grow his beard out ALL weekend just to torture my nipples with the extra sharp stubble. NOW, he decided to grow a goatee – to torture me with.

    I love it.

    I say to him – “Hey, you have sex on your face.” πŸ™‚

    I love it when people talk to him about it too… his parents talk about it a lot, for example, and our friends. It’s a new thing on his face (since the spring), and we have friends we’re just seeing again since he started growing it out… so it’s still right up there in conversations.

    Anyway. I love the mean. πŸ™‚

    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:26 am #

      Dear Conina,

      Thank you for sharing this here ~ i love this story!

      In fact, i read your comment to Sir, who thoroughly enjoyed it too. πŸ™‚



  8. Wordwytch December 17, 2012 at 10:23 pm #

    Lovely! And the feel of a beard on my flesh…. oh….oh my… πŸ™‚ Is it any wonder that I love my furry faced Wolf?

    • aisha December 19, 2012 at 5:28 am #

      Thank you, Wordwytch. i sure agree, a beard on flesh is lovely too!



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