I know the rules, really I do. While in a hotel - anywhere in a hotel, I am to be elegant, well dressed, obedient, never cross my legs, never wear panties, never order a meal or drink for myself. In the room itself, I will be nude, obedient, and submissive in the extreme in addition … Continue reading Hotel Rules
Month: June 2016
The Maestro
I am often anxious, unproductive, angry. Maestro knows this. He also knows that while I live to serve him, I cannot live without creating music. He knows I need his help in order to create. He and I, we do not have a sexual relationship, per se, although he does sexually dominate me at times. … Continue reading The Maestro
Submissive Boss
Cliche' as it is, my Dom and I work together in the same office. However, I'm the boss and he's my assistant - professionally speaking that is. Privately, sexually, He is certainly my boss. He prefers matching lingerie, so that's all I wear beneath my ever so professional suits. He despises pantyhose, so I wear … Continue reading Submissive Boss
I Am Submissive
I am Submissive. I am not abused, nor have I ever been. I am not deranged, depressed, or have any other mental disabilities. I had a perfectly lovely childhood, a normal teenagehood and a successful adulthood. Part of that success has come from not giving a flying rat's ass about what the world thinks of me … Continue reading I Am Submissive
Bells on my Nips
Last winter I finally agreed to have my nipples pierced. This was something Mister had wanted for a long time, but I was hesitant. Like most ideas, he was right. Now that they have completely healed, I LOVE the fact that he can play with them in brand new ways. For example, today he attached … Continue reading Bells on my Nips
Art Exposed
You look lovely, now stop fidgeting. I'm sorry. I'm just not used to being this exposed, especially not at an art opening. Well now, that's good. But I like you this exposed and you did agree to it. I know. And I'll keep my word. About everything. I wasn't complaining, Sir, just tell you how … Continue reading Art Exposed
Rule #1 – Wear only Skirts or Dresses
This is my first Rule of Summer. Wear only skirts or dresses - no shorts or pants. I really thought I'd hate this rule, but it turns out, I rather like it. First, dresses are cool - literally. More air flow! Second. Mister has easy access to my nether parts. Third - well, see Second! Yesterday, … Continue reading Rule #1 – Wear only Skirts or Dresses
Hot Jazz
She places the album on the turntable. What an awesome find at the yard sale today! she had owned one as a teenager and still preferred the slightly scratchy sound it produced as the needle ran along the edges of the magical groves rather than the blemish free notes the slid like silk from her … Continue reading Hot Jazz
Plugged in Public
"But I don't want to do this!" Jane shrieked. Kyle ignored her. This was part of the game. She complained, he reacted. As long as she didn't say "Ice Cream" it was a go. He pushed her head wrists in one hand and smacked her creamy, plump ass with the other. She squirmed and whimpered, … Continue reading Plugged in Public
Clover
Mister brought me tea this morning and I was thrilled. He rarely treats me to tea in bed! Then, I so them. Attached to the handles of the cups. The Clovers. I gasped, terrified. He just smiled and told me to drink my tea, which I did, aware of the chain connecting the two cups. … Continue reading Clover
Anarie Brady 