Jimmy was sitting in a chair with a cigarette in his hand and an appreciative look in his eyes, looking domly. I was standing in front of him, awaiting instructions.
“Smooth out the bed covers,” he said.
Impatient for what would happen when the bed was ready, I hastily yanked the duvet into place. It wasn’t great, but I judged it would do.
Jimmy regarded it impassively, and turned his gaze back to me.
“Are you happy with that?” he asked quietly.
I melted inside. It was just about the most dominant, mind-controlling thing anyone has ever said to me. Not “this isn’t good enough”, not “do it properly” -just a reminder that I should know better than do less than my best. Ohhh, the shame.
There was a fair amount of other play that day, but this is the moment that’s fused into my brain like a living picture.
So, did you smooth the bed covers in the end? :-p
Are you kidding? I jumped to it like an eager page boy.
That is a lovely “domment”, I agree – mmmm!
I am seriously liking that man’s emerging domliness. He has the manner just right. And yes, that comment is completely, utterly perfect
Haron: I was watching ‘Ready, Set, Cook’ (or some such similar name cooking show) where one of the contestants in his haste banged the chops onto the plate in a slap dash fashion. It looked completely inedible.
“Are you happy with that?” asked the compere. I don’t know why exactly but it tickled my fancy. It was an hilarious moment. Of course, *nobody* could have been happy with how it looked.
It certainly does sound the most lucious moment. Thanks for sharing it.