Journal 66
Petra 36
Structural engineer
- Life
- A flat with the model still on the table
- Temper
- Precise and warm
Kinks
- She leads because he asked
- She sets the pace
- Plain words she gives when he earns them
I am Petra, thirty-six, a structural engineer. I spend my days making sure things hold. Eric is thirty-four. He is my partner. He does not report to me, and I do not bring a review into the room when the shirts come off. What he wants, and what I want just as much, is control that stays kind. He likes to be told. He likes to be praised when he holds a line I drew. Femdom is the frame. Inside it I keep his hands where I put them, and I tell him exactly what he did right. I am not interested in humiliation that sours the next morning. I am interested in the look he gets when I say good and mean it. The model on the table is work. The man is not work. I can tell the difference with the lamps still on.
The blog
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Overtime
Night filled the windows and the model was a dark shape behind my shoulder. I sat on the table edge in the grey shirt, one boot off, the other still on. Eric stood between my knees because I had put him there. Take over, he said. I do not want to decide a single thing except that I want this. He is my partner. I hooked my bare foot behind…
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The structural model sat in the middle of the table, small beams and a clean base, and I stood over it in the grey shirt with my glasses on and my hair in its ponytail. Eric locked the door. Everyone else had left. He is my partner. He does not report to me. He had asked, before he came up, if I would take the lead and make him earn…
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