Master and the Sub

My life with my beautiful lioness couldn't be better, BUT there are the times I question who is playing what role in this dynamic. As in my last blog she is a master ninja at coming in the bathroom standing over the shower with a can of shaving cream in her hand I never hear a thing until I look up to see her smiling and scaring the piss out of me, good thing I'm in the shower. So last month I was looking at buying a pair of hair clippers so as to cut my hair, I keep it short anyways so doing it myself seems logical in these trying times. She orders me one on April 14th they were shipped on the 18th, supposed to be here by the 24th or may first, needless to say by May 4th no clippers. So about a week ago she says I'll cut your hair, which I replied do you know how, no she says but I cut my brothers hair once. Now let me say I haven't let anyone but a professional cut my hair since the time my brother and I cut each other's hair resulting in mom taking us to the barbershop and having it all removed. So this week I decided to let her cut my hair, she got out the scissors, I sat down and watched as my hair hit the floor. I will say this she did an excellent job for someone who hasn't been to beauty school, tonight I dyed it blonde and all is well. I have learned that in most relationships that it helps to swith roles when the situation dictates, for either side always being either dominant or submissive can be overwhelming when it comes to a circumstance that your not accustomed to. Love having someone like her that I can trust to take care of me. Here's to the home haircuts stay safe everyone, and big hug. Lions mane is shorter and blonde.