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.