As per our new Spring Rules – 2024, We had a Maintenance day yesterday. We changed to a full day of maintenance because the hour or so once a week just wasn’t doing it for either of us anymore. We changed to once a month because this day is INTENSE and I’d need time to recover. Of course, if I don’t behave well, we can always up the ante to twice a month or even once a week if needed!

The day started with me making breakfast for Milord. While he ate, I knelt at his feet and he fed me bites from his plate. I am only allowed to drink water or him on this day. When finished, I go wait for him in the playroom while he cleans up. Yesterday, he stated that I lie ass up and raised with his favorite leather paddle next to me.

He takes his time coming to me so that I can reflect on our relationship and anticipate his arrive. Finally, I hear him enter the room. He rubs a hand over my ass and begins my warm up, making sure to cover my entire ass and thighs. I’m panting and wet by the time he says, “Ready for the leather?”

“I am, Milord.”

But I wasn’t. After each smack, I had to repeat one of our rules, both spring and New House Rules 2023. If I couldn’t remember or speak immediately, that spank didn’t count. He finished after 20 swats with the leather.

“Now you’ve made me very excited, Sophia. I wanted to wait, but I can’t.”

I was very pleased by these words even if I knew there was more. He generously lubed my ass (he NEVER uses my pussy during Maintenance!) and thrust in, balls deep. I cried out from the sheer pleasure of him.

“You will not come without permission,” he warned.

I tried. I really did, but DAM!!! I held out for a bit, but as soon as I felt the hot spurts of his orgasm, I screamed out my own joy.

“Not good, Soph,” he admonished. “Now I’m going to have to insert your punishment plug. I’m going to coat it in a peppermint oil so you’ll be feeling it for a good long while.”

He continued to speak as he told me what he prepared and inserted the plug.

“I know this will be uncomfortable, but the peppermint oil won’t hurt you and the plug is flexible enough to move with you. The spread of the petals will make sure it stays in place and be wide enough to keep you focused,” he explained. “You won’t like it, but that’s rather the point.”

I made a soft sound in my throat which earned me a hand smack on my already tender ass. He was right. This plug was definitely uncomfortable, but definitely not painful in any way.

“Now,” he announced. “Chores.”

On Maintenance Day I am required to remain nude and do those chores that I most dislike – cleaning out the fridge, scrubbing the kitchen floor on my hands and knees (it gets a wet mop once every 2-3 days), and reorganizing my bookshelves. I also take inventory of our PlayRoom supplies and make a list of items which need to be replaced. Once a task is completed, I present myself to Milord, and receive another reminder of my choice to be his submissive.

After the fridge clean out, He attached suction to my nipples and had me suck on him. After the floor scrubbing, I showered, he removed the plug, administered an enema, watched as I evacuated, then replaced the plug with fresh peppermint oil. After the bookshelves, he bent me over his lap and gave me fifty lovely hand spankings.

I presented the list of replacements to him in his office. Ginger paste, water based lube, AAA batteries, and capsaicin.

“How much capsaicin is left,” he casually asked.

I paled. I HATE when he uses capsaicin on my ass! He’s careful to use just a little, but holy Toledo it burns for hours!!

“About half a tube,” I answer.

“I think we can hold off on that until next month then,” he decides.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

“How’s your bottom?”

“Well, my cheeks and thighs are a bit tingly, but not overly tender and my ass is uncomfortably full. The tingling has stopped there as well,” I answer, blushing slightly.

“Good. I have loaded your audio book app with a series of books I’d like you to listen to. It’s a very long series, so you don’t have to listen to all of them. However, this series started in 1966 by John Norman. Gor. Have you heard of it?”

“I haven’t, Milord.”

“It’s sci fi, but the books I have downloaded for you focus on a particular aspect of this fictional world – the Kajira, basically sex slaves. Listen to the books, three of them, by next month, and learn at least six poses. If you object, let me know, but I think you’ll enjoy being a Kajira for next month’s maintenance day. Will you do that for me?”

“I will, Milord. Thank you for the opportunity to learn.”

He kissed me. Deeply. Soundly. Until my knees buckled. He picked me up and carried me back to the PlayRoom.

“We’re going to start on the audio books now. I’m going to bind you to this chair, turn on the vibrator, and put your headphones on you. You may come as often as you like, but you’ll stay here until you reach Chapter 6. At that point, I’ll give you a bathroom break, a snack, and some water. Six more chapters and we repeat. Ready?”

I gulped but answered honestly. “Absolutely I am, Milord.”

Let me be perfectly clear. This maintenance day was the most effective, memorable, and enjoyable confirmation of my choice to be Milord’s submissive.