I’m actually IN the play this year!!!I play Phebe, a shepherdess, in “As You Like It.” Milord and I are so excited, but just because I’ll be on stage and in costume, doesn’t mean I can toss my Spring Rules – 2024.

As it happens, the costumer is a friend of Milord’s, so when I requested a private fitting, she giggled and agreed. She and Milord decided that my garments would be as authentic as possible – meaning no underclothing. My corset would be tight but not so tight that I couldn’t be able to move about the stage as needed for the role. Milord suggested we add a wide leather belt. Marcy agreed.

Getting ready for each performance begins about an hour and a half before my arrival time. First, I shower, do my hair and make-up, and present myself to Milord. Marcy and the director have allowed all the actors to dress either at home or in the trailer set aside for us. Naturally, I dress at home.

Because my hair and make-up are complete, I can’t cry or get too carried away. Once Milord approves of my make-up and hair, I climb onto the bed, hips and ass raised by the wedge pillow, my chin on my hands. Milord climbs between my legs and slowly enters my puss. I absolutely adore when he goes slowly. I feel every bit of him. I squeeze my muscles and enjoy hearing his moan of pleasure. He makes love to me, allowing me to come as I will, but warning that any damage to my stage ready face will be punished.

This is SO FREAKING HARD`!!! I can’t rub my face against the sheets. I can’t toss my head around. I can, and do, come about a million times. The restriction adding to the glory of his touch, causing great waves of pleasure inside my body.

Milord takes his time, savoring the moment as well. In and out he plunges, gently taking all that I have to give. Finally, even his control snaps and he fills my pussy with his cum. I’m going to be feeling this cum all night, even on stage. As I won’t be wearing underwear, he will slowly drip down my thighs, dry, and turn into a chalky film. It’s intoxicating.

Next, he uses my costume’s belt on my ass. Not too hard – no tears are allowed. Just hard enough to leave my ass a heated rose. I’ll feel this heat for hours. Once he is satisfied with my cheeks, he helps me to dress, tightening the corset and wrapping the belt around my waist. He likes to use that belt (and so do I) because the leather is soft and, since I wear it, it’s a reminder that even on stage, I’m his.

If, however, like last night, I manage to muss my make-up, the belting takes a different turn. He left three welts on my skin. He also added a large butt plug to my costume. I went through the whole performance thus, which, kept me uber aware of my body and, according to the director, I gave the best performance of the season.

I shared this information with Milord who laughed and told me that we’d do things like we have tonight then as the director which performance was better. Depending on his answer, we may continue with at least the plug for performances.

I have to admit, I’m in a state trying to decide if I want to give it my all tonight (which the audience deserves) or have a few minor missteps (which the audience will not be aware of ). Yes, I’m a naughty thing sometimes, but what’s the fun of having a strict dominant if you can’t be brat every now and again!!