The squirming dog who has just had her day

I've been listening to The Rolling Stones "Under My Thumb" on loop all day today.

Musically it's an awsome little song - that marimba riff really kinda settles in the happy spots in your ears and makes the space its own. But today, the lyrics kinda got me in the part of my brain that really craves having that kind of control over another person, if only for the length of a scene. It's not something that rears its head often, but when it does, oh boy.

I'm sure I'll be back to your regularly scheduled subbitude in a couple of days, but for now I'm just made of snarl and sadism and the desire to wear tall boots and tight things. It's probably a good thing that I'm out of town this week.