Seems to be a lot of needy, selfish subbies out there.

Betticus

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I get it, I really do. Wanting all of your hedonistic desires fulfilled in just the way you wish them and when you want is understandable.

What I'm not getting is what is in all of this for the Dom/Me?

If someone wants me to spend a lot of my time devoted to their personal pleasures then I'm gonna need an amazingly fucking awesome sandwich!

Example follows:

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I got all emotional when I saw this sandwich. It looks like it was made with love. Not the bad love either, the good kind that leaves you twitching afterwards and unable to speak.

Guacamole..... roasted peppers, ... is that?? Is it??? Kobe beef prime rib??

fuck.. I gotta run to the bathroom.. :devil:
 
I totally hear you, dude.

I had a Domme courting me real hard-- but unless she wants a good sandwich every day, what's in it for me? I get no pleasure out of slapping shitty sandwiches together once or twice a week.
 
I totally hear you, dude.

I had a Domme courting me real hard-- but unless she wants a good sandwich every day, what's in it for me? I get no pleasure out of slapping shitty sandwiches together once or twice a week.

Exactly!!! You seem to have a sixth sense about these things. I need some reciprocity to happen with a relationship. Making an awesome sandwich is much more than just throwing some shitty pre packaged tripe and gmo mayo on some white bread. Take some time to get to know me, what I like and what kind of things that make me to all warm and fuzzy inside.

A delicious sandwich should be tailor made to suit the recipient of said sandwich It takes some time and thought and observation to know what I would take delight in with a lovely sandwich.

It's that basic human connection that you have to work for. I could take no pleasure in being the bottom pretending to be a Dom just to mechanistically go through the motions of "serving" your bondage and kink needs. Dom/Me's need love too!!!

And sandwiches. One cannot survive upon bread alone. One also needs the love and careful attention that it takes to construct an artful masterpiece of foody delights.

Now! Sammich me hard baby, make me feel it all the way to my belly button. You make that sandwich then give it to me good.

my nips are so hard right now... ^^
 
I must be doing it all wrong... The Man™ was sick with a chest cold last week. I requested permission to bring him homemade chicken & wild rice soup, pamper him for a few hours, and [ahem] lovingly tuck him in bed.

If I'd only known the true key to submission was SAMMICHES, not soup!

I officially denounce myself as a fraud. A phoney. A sad sad excuse of a submissive soul....

*sniffle*

And it was a miserable rainy day today. "Soup weather!" I thought to myself. "Roasted butternut squash, or cheeseburger?" I asked the cat. Never once stopping to THINK! The lies I told myself, just to satisfy my submissive "neeeeeeeds."

Selfish.
Selfish.
Selfish.

Hopefully, I can find redemption.

*sob*

Trade my crock pot and enameled cast iron stock pot in for a toaster! A... a George Foreman Grill thing, or some sort of cool sammich cookery! Goodbye dear, dear tools of selfishness! Alas! I loved and knew you well!


I shall never make or talk of soup, again. Do you hear that French onion? You have no power over me! I denounce you, you seductive bastard! I DENOUNCE YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!

*shakes fist at sky, sobbing, yadayadayada*
 
Master made me a delicious avocado sammich a few days ago. I made him a super-gooey grilled cheese sammich today. THAT's what I call a power exchange! :kiss:
 
I requested permission to bring him homemade chicken & wild rice soup, pamper him for a few hours, and [ahem] lovingly tuck him in bed.

Woah... hold up now there lil missy.

Did you say "Soup"???? Home made??? :heart::heart::heart:

Think of the sandwich more as a metaphor. Once you add soup however, one has become truly inspired.

I would probably even feign sickness to get a lovely soup and sandwich combo.
 
For some reason I always picture cutiemouse in a white blouse and dark skirt, standing upon a ladder in a bookstore and reaching waaaay up for a certain book.

:cool:
 
Woah... hold up now there lil missy.

Did you say "Soup"???? Home made??? :heart::heart::heart:

Think of the sandwich more as a metaphor. Once you add soup however, one has become truly inspired.

I would probably even feign sickness to get a lovely soup and sandwich combo.

Oh good...

The idea of giving up my soup pots was starting to freak me out a bit.

*whew*
 
Oh good...

The idea of giving up my soup pots was starting to freak me out a bit.

*whew*

The idea of your soup pots made me a little emotional too. I have an entire cookbook dedicated to just soups. It is truly a form of gastronomic art which should be appreciated with much enthusiasm.

I once made a nice homemade tomato and basil soup that to this day still brings up fond memories. :eek:
 
There is no sandwich on earth that's good enough to convince me to put up with any sub or dominant, be they male or female.

Sorry.
 
As usual with Betticus threads, I find this conversation highly amusing. And that sandwich in the OP looks DIVINE.

I suppose for this to be fair, I should prepare some sort of soup-sandwich combo. Otherwise I'm GREEDILY reaping amusement for NOTHING :p

I'm making bangers and Mash right now. Will that suffice? :p
 
I cook the best for Mister (⌒▽⌒)

Food I cook for myself is never all that good. When I make food for him, I tend to go all out. He likes a good sandwich, the Dagwood kind.
 
It is nice to have a good sandwich appreciated! I wake up super early just to bake the bread for that piece of art and I put a lot of thought into the sandwich's creation. I've had more than a few masterful sandwiches shrugged off as usual fair, so I hesitate to put together one of those bad boys before I'm sure that the recipient is worth the effort.
 
Yesterday I gave Master a hot roast beef sandwich made with fresh crusty bread and some gravy to dip it in.

Do I pass?
 
Yesterday I gave Master a hot roast beef sandwich made with fresh crusty bread and some gravy to dip it in.

Do I pass?
With mashed potatoes? A hot beef sandwich is not complete without the mashed potatoes.
 
Metaphor or not, I think it all comes down to satisfaction. Whatever you make, however you make it, if it satisfies, isn't that what counts?
 
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