The pancake wars…

There is a thing I have observed with some BDSM couples where the slave objects to doing something and the Master ignores that and it happens any way.  Enter the pancake wars.

Izrina bless her heart is a good girl but when I want pancakes for breakfast she balks.  I like pancakes every now and then.  I always keep some Bisquick batter around to make it simple.  Maybe she is worried they will disappoint or that she will burn them or whatever but to get her to make me pancakes is a chore.

Into every life a little rain must fall…  but with pancakes it pours.  Odd right?  When I make them its pretty straight forward.   Keep the heat a little low, butter the frying pan well, watch for the bubbles to appear before attempting to check if the first side is gold brown, flip carefully that first side.  That’s all there is to it.

i would say this.  Wars consist of battles and its is winning the war not the battles that is important.  I think we are running about 50/50 for the pancake war battles… by which I mean about half the time I’ve made them myself and about half the time Izrina has made them.  The trick is incentive.  What will motivate her that day?   Encouragement?  Persistence?  Discipline?

One thing I can assure you, is that this war will only end one way.. with me winning.  I dearly love my slave and these kinds of things add spice to our lives.  It’s the meat of our Master and slave relation.  I actually look forward to this kind back and forth.  Victory is melancholy since it is one less fun give and take.. but there will always be another challenge.  It’s what happens when you have a SAM (Smart Ass Masochist) for a slave.

Ultimately, this is a skill she will add to her other many impressive skills. There are a number of things she does and does very well.  Some required training, some not.  This will be another dish she serves exquisitely prepared and we will both benefit.  I from a pleasant breakfast and she from the satisfaction and pride from her labor.. that and the good girl she will earn.

Carpe Diem my friends, be someone’s great day!