One of the things I love about my time with Roxanne is its changeable nature. My moods change, my desires change, and our interactions are able to change right along with them.

The changing nature of our play ensures that we don’t fall into a routine and keeps it always exciting for us both. I hope for us both anyway.

I must admit that these changes have a very exciting effect upon Roxanne’s reactions as well, for she just never quite knows what to expect. She might expect a bite, tense as my lips touch her skin, but instead be given a lick. Her reactions are never hidden away; I suppose that is why they are so interesting to me.

I was able to spend Tuesday evening with her, vanilla all the way. Sometimes it seems that soft and loving is just the ticket.

This weekend she will again be with me, but I’m thinking that a radically different approach just might be called for. Severe bondage, a severe beating, all finished off by a hard and vicious fucking of her ass. Cold dominance is appealing to me right now. I envision myself Cuming in her ass, ignoring her own need for pleasure, simply walking away when I’m done using her body. Leaving her bound and beaten body as it is. Leaving her to suffer, to think. I’d retrieve her after awhile of course, comfort and love her, but perhaps for a time she should suffer, suffer alone as I slowly walk away.