It Comes To An End

Nadu

So, Saturday we only attended one class, the Gorean Slave Positions class.  i love the slave who presented the class, her name is Rickskitten, she presented last year and is one of the sweetest people i've ever met.  We went through 11 positions, i wore yoga pants and a tank, the slave in front of me was wearing a skin tight, very short dress...so, when she was in position and i had my eyes properly lowered i was staring right at her most intimate parts....now, don't get me wrong, she was very attractive but i felt so very "non-consensually" pervering her...can anyone say awkward.....and Sir, not knowing why i was looking upward kept commanding me to lower my eyes, after class it was funny but at the time it was strange.  Sir was very interested in the positions, he says that he will pick the ones that he likes best and i will need to learn to present myself in them...

We attended the dungeon opening and then came back to the room, we argued, and i will very freely admit i did not behave as a submissive should, the argument was of no importance, my behavior was, i'm certainly not proud of the way i acted, Sir has forgiven me, but i still feel terrible!  i want to send a shout out to my best bud and her Sir, they both swooped in with kind words, i treasure both of you!

We're home, i've done the laundry, cooked dinner and cleaned it up, unpacked everything and we're settling in to watch some of the shows that we have recorded.  i'm really needing some down time, i had forgotten how stressful these events can be.