



Last night, my sweet sub j took me to a jazz club to celebrate finishing my exams. We discussed service and cuckolding and the thrill we both feel when he denies himself for my pleasure. That dynamic can be sadistic/masochistic, but it can also be an act of deep intimacy. He said: it’s when I can feel the sacrifice that I know I’m deeply serving your desires. Likewise, knowing someone has sacrificed for my pleasure makes it all the richer. And all this conversation over exquisite cocktails, great music, and a fresh pair of gifted Louboutins beside the table.