The Dank Commander

BY MSS OREGON

It’s the chocolate skin for me, mixed with the ambition of a hustler; this strain took me from air to water in the blink of an eye. Let me tell you about this Dank Commander & why it’s some one- hitterquitter.

Have you ever smoked some weed but just can’t figure out why you like it besides the fact that it’s weed? At first, that’s how I feel about this guy- I mean strain; I like it but I’m not exactly sure why to be real. I've been thinkin to myself that maybe this is what being on the rebound feels like. I don’t know if my brain will even allow me to fully look at any other weed right now, cause damn it I’m still stuck on that wack ass glue. No need to worry about me though, because I stopped smoking that glue a long time ago, but damn that smoke lingers. I know the linger is only because I feel bad for not seeing the glue as I was hoping I would. I don’t pay no real mind to none of these dudes so I guess I missed that boat lol. And I don’t know what it is about conceited men in diamond chokers but they keep finding their way back to me. Speaking of going back, let me finish my story about the Dank Commander…

So after hanging with a group of friends one night I found myself at attention. I should’ve just let the Dank Commander walk me to my car, put the chairs in the truck, then got in my car & left but no, I was 3 glasses of this candy wine in, and when the Dank Commander said “You don’t need to drive, let’s go back upstairs and smoke 1 more” I followed. Upstairs I had one, two or three more glasses of wine (mind ya business cause I stopped counting and so should you lol ). It tasted like candy, I see why he keeps it around. I stayed in my chair & kept my hands to myself as usual. I never make 1st moves, plus I promise I had no real plans to make no real moves or anything anyway, just hang out til this candy wine that he kept serving me wore off. Since I was already five glasses of wine in, I figured I’d chill & play it cool... Let’s not play y’all, I knew I didn’t need to drive any time soon but I also never planned to stay.

I felt like he read right through me & my 5 glasses of wine when he said “ Go to the drawer get you some nightclothes, take a shower and get in bed.” I mean I froze for at least a few minutes y’all. I don’t think I spoke or moved for some time. I didn’t know what to say & I looked at him and he just said it again then hit the weed and smiled. We are not even about to talk about how gorgeous this man's smile was. Plus, for me, there is just something about a man who knows how to give commands, especially when they’re good ones.

I dared not resist those commands and so I did as I was told. I slowly got up from the table, went into his room, and grabbed a T-shirt from the drawer. At this point, I’m standing in the bathroom with shower water running thinking to myself, “Did this nigga just give me directions to go to bed?” I looked in the mirror and said “ yup bitch he just did that, wit his young ass.” When I got out of the shower he had fallen asleep in his living room. I woke him up to come lay with me. The first thing he said when he opened his eyes was, “I rolled you an after shower blunt.” I fuck with that tough, as y’all know weed is the way to my heart. Once in bed, we both passed out on air simultaneously and instantaneously.

Sometimes I forget how much I like to just cuddle. The way we fell asleep is definitely not how we woke up. I woke up to soft caresses and blanket peel backs. I could feel his eyes on me as I stayed with my eyes closed tryin’ to wake slowly or playing sleep- it’s whatever you wanna call it. Shit, I wanted to see what he was gonna do. I like being woken up just as he was doing, those soft touches turned into slaps on my ass that commanded me to wake up and give him some attention. Let’s just say once again I did as I was told. It was a great start to my morning after a flawless night.

At this point, you may be wondering why I say he was some one-hitter-quitter. Well because he was vain af. A few days later on the phone, he’s telling me every lady he spends time with gets sprung on him. He should have never said that to me, cause NOT me- never me- I’m already stuck on glue & I damn sure ain’t bout to be stuck on you. I don’t want this strain thinking they have any leeway with me. I can’t give him any more intimate time because I’ll be damned if I let him think for one second that I’m sprung on anything he offers; He just got lucky because I guess I’m on the rebound or something, I don’t even know myself. So yea that’s gonna have to be a one-hitter. He is going into the little black book.

5 Ways to EASE THEM INTO SUBMISSION

Ask their sexual boundaries to show respect

Give commands that leave them with choices

Reward your sub with spankings & gifts

Make discipline sexy if they don't follow commands after all it is called play time

Make sure they also receives lots of pleasure during submission play