Because it’s important to keep your Dominant bendy.

This is going to be one of those quick posts (ha!) because my father-in-law is due in six hours and I have plenty to do in that time. 

Well, suffice to say that my assimilation to the Admiral (and by extension, Master Levi) went well. I feel those two may never come down from “assimilating” me: they are who they are and they are both quite proud of what they’ve done.

They’re idiots. My loveable idiots. 

The Admiral, predictably, is fully onboard with the whole DS Levi/Admiral Snookiebear thing. I expect really that’s more DS Wolfie/Admiral Snookiebear when I think about it, but that hardly sounds commandeering for two strategists, does it? Of course, we don’t need to talk about how they got those names! 

The Admiral asks if, in my fantasy, whether DS Levi conducted a strip & cavity search prior to their “rough justice”. I bit my lip and shook my head. I didn’t want to imagine such a scenario because I know how they both operate: give them an idea like that and they’ll think it’s a fucking good one, and then… 

But I could think about it, I just didn’t have to pass the thought on, and I didn’t have to provide any further feedback on it either. I didn’t have to debrief DS Wolfie on Admiral Snookiebear’s proposition; that would compromise strategic stability, and likely my self-control there with it. 

And if I didn’t pass it on? Well, then that’s an Admiral problem. 

The Admiral asked if I was afraid of what they might find, and I had to stifle a giggle.

Sensitive spots that would result in multiple “assimilations” most likely, Sir. 

So he had me for now, but as it goes in this little game of ours, his time would surely come. 

As it was, I did think about it, alone in my bed with my ROMP Lemon clitoral stimulator. It was a needs-must situation: belts and beltings would have dominated my mind all afternoon long without it. 

Just as I told the Admiral, I “assimilated” hard. 

A little later, Master Levi shared a video in our group chat from a company who had made a Star Trek medical officer uniform from (I believe) PVC. I sensed a provocation, given my recent “assimilation”, so I returned fire with a joke:

What’s the difference between assimilation and assimilation by force? Who does it 😉

The Admiral gets it, Master Levi does not. Master asks me if you’d need to understand Star Trek to understand it and I can neither confirm nor deny. I mean… technically no? Assimilation is still a word, it just comes up far more often in the Star Trek universe. 

So this is an interesting predicament I now find myself in: explain it and risk “assimilation” again, however they wish to assimilate me next. Deny it, compromise the Admiral… and probably end up “assimilated” much harder at some point. 

Of course I chose option two. Worth it.

So I gave the Admiral his own little Kobayashi Maru situation: he could maintain the status quo, accept this as an inside joke that only he and I understood and he would escape with his faculties intact. Or he could compromise the status quo and explain the joke to Master Levi, after which I may be forced to leave the man so flustered that he has no choice but to “self-assimilate”. 

Your choice, Admiral. Choose wisely.

Of course, the Admiral is a very smart man. 

Could he pull a Captain Kirk on my ass and get himself out of this little situation? Of course he could. But hey, just like the Kobayashi Maru simulation itself, I am under absolutely no obligation to show him how. 

This is what I do, and what I love doing: I love giving my Dominant counterparts little challenges. It flexes their brains and keeps them sharp. 

They seem to love that I do, too. But they especially love getting me back.  

Elsewhere this morning I heard from the delightfully exquisite Hannah, my forum friend, who responded to a Ko-fi post with a no-holds-barred comment. To say that I am delighted would be an understatement: just like the Admiral and I, Hannah and I hit it off almost right away. I know that the Admiral too has been frustrated by the way that Hannah has been treated on the forum, but having looked (covertly) at Hannah’s posts again, I still don’t see what she did wrong. Hannah is chatty, just like yours truly. I also think she is absolutely right — we probably likely would get along in real life. Rather well, it would seem! 

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