A switchy day

Anyone who reads this blog, knows Mistress and I or has read our profiles will know we switch now and again. We very much lean towards her being in charge most of the time, and the times when I take charge tend to be fairly short and intense (normally a couple of days or so), but switching does happen.

Such a switch event happened this morning. The exact details of how it came about aren't that important, but what matters is that something happened that had Anna slipping heavily into sub mode and me taking charge/ That very quickly resulted in her being told what to wear, cuffed and leashed.

From that point on the day was mapped. My girl wanted to do some work on a build she's working on so I took her to a sandbox, made her nice and secure, and sat down with a nice cuppa to watch her and offer help when needed.

Normally, when I get the upper hand, I tend to keep it until the next time we head to an event that would require she's in charge again. The next such event for us is likely Wednesday so it was obvious I'd stay in control, keep her bound and in submission, until then. I was rather looking forward to this.

That was, until we got back from a little trip out shopping, and we're set in my office chatting away.

As normal we were both talking on Skype while we were doing things in-world and, somehow, Mistress managed to use her powers of persuasion to convince me that I actually didn't want to be in charge. Not that she didn't want to submit, but that I had a greater need to submit to her. I resisted, I really resisted, but no amount of trying to ignore her words and her tone had any effect.

Before I knew it I was back on my knees, all her restrictions were removed and restraints unlocked, and I was dragged to her office, told what to wear and I had my cuffs slapped on me. After spending some more time assisting her with a build I was dragged back home and thrown in my cell, unable to see the timer.

Then, before she needed to head off for an hour or two, I was set a specific task. "Sweetie, I suggest you write a blog post about how you were unable to remain dominant".

Hopefully this blog post satisfies Mistress' request. I even did it without using the photo of her locked naked in a Raven Park public cell! (because the vague threats she made about what would happen if I did even terrified me)