Wednesday, March 27, 2013

If It Looks Like a Sadist, And It Quacks Like a Sadist...

The other day Master took exception to the fact that I called Him a Sadist in my last post.

"Look at you, writing about me and calling me bad names," He said.

Somewhat indignant, I replied that I'd done no such thing.

"Yes, you did," He growled.  "You called me a Sadist."

Well, yes, I admitted, I did indeed call Him that.  And I was right.  As proof, I submit to the jury the fact that while He was taking me to task for calling Him a Sadist, He was busy pinching my nipples (hard) while He pushed me into the bedroom.

I rest my case.

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