Y for Yeah Yeah Yeah

Y for Yeah Yeah Yeah

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At some point, at the beginning of our d/s and our relationship, I replied to something Sir said with “yeah, yeah, yeah”. I can’t remember what it was. It might been some kind reminder of a task or a compliment.

Something like “you know it’s Tuesday” (hinting at a task which needs to be done by today) or “you’re so beautiful”. I can definitely hear myself replying “yeah, yeah, yeah” to any of these statements.

It’s not intentional disrespect. Not really. It can have different means. Something like “yeeeees, I know, stop reminding me”, “I’m aware of the deadline and that I’m about to miss it”, “of course you think I’m beautiful, but that’s not what I have learnt all my life from magazines and such”.

As I said, I don’t know what the “yeah, yeah, yeah” was in reply to, but I remember the sentence that followed. “I will talk about this.”

That made me go quiet for a second, bite my lip and smile. I enjoy this. I enjoy pushing boundaries and checking how far I can go. Sometimes I will cross that fine line and deal with the consequences. Maybe after trying to get out. But usually I know how far to go.

One of the things I really enjoy is when I get “the look” or if we’re not in person, I’ll get “the tone”. Letting me know that I might be close to getting into trouble. And every now and then, for reasons unknown to me, I still push a bit more. By making a comment, saying something I shouldn’t or simply continuing with what I have been doing before.

I love that I get to do that.

Oh, and btw, the “yeah, yeah, yeah” was never talked about.

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