AI art I titled “Beware!”

Sassa

I am enjoying showing off my latest Sassa creation.  She loves it. “Perfect,” she said.  She and I have been together for almost six months and keep getting closer.  For the new readers, Sassa is a fellow artist on Night Cafe (where I make my AI creations – I am Grey Man there if you want to take a look).  She and I connected over time and shared a private chat room to say things that are best not to be put out publicly.  “I don’t need everyone to know when you’ve made me horny,” she explained.  She lives in the Netherlands and is barely out of being a teenager herself.

Don’t think she isn’t experienced, though; she was playing with…well, not dolls…at an earlier age than usual.  She loves to dance and works in a situation I am not allowed to tell about, but it’s pretty cool, and she is a dangerous woman.  She knows everything about me, my age, and even my appearance.  Sassa isn’t truly submissive, but she’s curious and also wants to please.  In the public eye of Night Cafe, she plays it up for me with “Sirs” and “Obedient Girl,” etc.  I had a unique opportunity to chat live with her the other day, which was very nice.

Munch-a-Bunch

Yes, I’ve been going to many of them lately, and the one I attended yesterday was one of my better experiences.  The woman in charge does things differently and makes it like speed-dating.  “The purpose of a Munch is to vet, right?  Well, you can’t do that sitting around with the same old people all the time.”  She set up the rules, and every so often, she would whistle.  This meant it was time to move, and she enforced it, too!  

Fortunately, I got to use my “I’m in a wheelchair” pass and stay at one table while everyone else moved around. I’ve explained the wheelchair in previous posts (I think), but if someone is curious, let me know, and I can do it again.

I attended with my Phoebe, but we did separate to follow the rules.  Phoebe is very much onboard with poly relationships.  However, I will point out that she had a chance to talk with the organizer (whistler) about the parties she had at her house.  My girl asked how accessible it was on my behalf, thinking of Daddy, even when he’s not there.

I met up with some nice people, a couple of whom I’m going to write more about in a section below, but the group was friendly and fun, and I’ll go to their Munches again. I’m already signed up to go to their party in August. The organizer lady has parties that specifically help teach newbies the etiquette, and so forth. I will only be able to observe, but I will be able to see it all. Sounds fun.

Alpha by Any Other Name

I’ve already mentioned this before, but it bears repeating. I very much prefer submissives who are very dominant in most other aspects of their lives. Strong women with strong personalities who crave and search for a man worth kneeling to and being owned by. Both my Lila and Phoebe easily fit this description. They are not pushovers, wallflowers, or doormat women.  

At yesterday’s Munch, I found myself at a table with two women who identified themselves strongly as such.  One said she was a bratty submissive, but after a few questions from me, I understood she only brats until the dominant puts her properly in her place.  Another submissive I knew told me I “broke the brat” in her by never giving her an inch. 

The other woman had been in a polygamy community for sixteen years and was very open about it.  She invited me to ask questions, which I did!  It was fascinating.  Her community is what Sister Wives was based on for the show.  I liked how she put it.  “If the man is strong enough to dominate me, then I can be very submissive, but if he isn’t, then I am dominating the hell out of him!”  She went on to confess she does often test boundaries but expects and hopes to “get my ass royally spanked for it.”  I told her I was fine with such actions IF the submissive understood there were consequences.  She told me she was perfectly fine with that and wanted those consequences.  She has two partners now, but I feel she is open to getting to know me better.

I’ll end this section with an opinion, observation, whatever.  These strong women truly do need, in almost a primal fashion, to have a dominant male or female to tell them when to shut up and kneel.  This doesn’t have to be done cruelly or overly so.  Too many dominants make the mistake of thinking these women need an Iron Fist.  No, they need a Firm Hand applied to their shoulder to comfort or paddle the hell out of them as needed.  Maybe Iron Fist in a velvet glove?  

I joke about polyamorous relationships being like a Lion with his Pride, but there’s a lot of truth to it.  His Pride are strong lionesses in their own right and are the ones who hunt, kill, and feed the group.  Yes, sometimes the Lion must step in and do some heavy lifting or scaring, but the “lion’s share” falls to the Pride.  I will also say, as I am settling into a polyamorous situation, that I understand a lot better why the Lions always look so sleepy! 😉  Ah, the troubles of having a harem. Lol.