Master ordered me over the spanking bench and began the cropping as I recited my rules: He will be referred to as Master at all times. I will only speak when asked a direct question, given permission, or to use my safeword. I will be in some type of bondage 24/7. I must ask permission … Continue reading Weekend Slave – 2
Month: September 2026
Reprisal 2
"Do you remember what happened last month when we were out?" Clark asked, his arms crossed over his chest. I blushed but answered truthfully, "I got drunk and you had to punish me." He raised his eyebrows waiting for me to continue. "Annnnd, you said that the next time we go out you'd make sure … Continue reading Reprisal 2
Weekend Slave – 1
Master begins by giving me a list of rules. I must then recite the rule back to him as he crops my ass. This is to help me remember the rules.
A day of Following rules
I've grown to love our rules, and I generally try very hard to following them. House Rules 2026. Here's a review of my day yesterday. 7:00 a.m. I woke up to the smell of coffee. I tossed on a robe and wandered down to the kitchen where Milord already had a cup waiting for me. … Continue reading A day of Following rules
Needing Attention
I stood, arms behind my back, grasping my elbows, chin up, legs spread wide. Mister removes my regular nipple rings and replaces them with a new set - gold barbells with attached shields. Between the shields are three surprisingly strong chains which, he tells me, are made of titanium. "The chains themselves are lightweight, yet … Continue reading Needing Attention
Priceless Treasures
I adore libraries. The quietness, the exploration, the knowledge just waiting to choose its compatriot. I can, and have, spend days in a library. I'm drawn to the old, dusty books that have been lonely for some time. There are secrets within those bound pages. Those secrets are shared with only a select few. The … Continue reading Priceless Treasures
His Birthday Gift
Today, two days after his birthday, my ass is still tender and my pussy still chafed. No matter. It was truly the best birthday we'd both every had.
Anarie Brady 