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Nipple Adjustment – Six Months Later
Nipple Adjustment Since we began my nipple treatments, I've been thrilled. Twice a day, every day, my nips are treated with suction, clamps, pinching, rolling, and tugging. The results have been spectacular. I'm now proud of my nipples and love showing them off! A side benefit of all the treatments has been my submissiveness increasing … Continue reading Nipple Adjustment – Six Months Later
Consequences and Rewards – 2
I took off my dress and bent over Sir's desk. He used his hand first to warm up my skin, then, he grabbed a ruler from the desk top. I closed my eyes and gripped the edges of the desk. Over and over again he used the ruler on my ass. Yes, it hurt! A consequence is SUPPOSED to hurt. But, I'm also not going to lie, my still tender nipples pressed against the cool desktop reacted and tightened. My labia became damp.
A Perfectly Ordinary Tuesday
I wear no bra - ever. Sometimes, i wear a corset. I wear no underwear aside from a g-string unless Milord orders it. I wear no slacks or shorts - only dresses and skirts, most of which have been either thrifted or hand made. We have started a new routine for the fall. Before Milord … Continue reading A Perfectly Ordinary Tuesday
Friday Night
I walked into my apartment Friday night and saw this draped on my couch with a note: Be ready by 7:30. Everything you'll need is in the purse. Do not open it. Meet me in the lobby. No longer tired from my week at work, I quickly showered, did my hair and makeup, and dressed. … Continue reading Friday Night
Consequences and Rewards
I'm a homebody. I'm not ashamed to admit it, either. I love cleaning, organizing, and lounging on my sofa with a clean, sweet smelling blanket, a book, and a cup of coffee which I made myself. Sir, however, feels that I'm in danger of becoming a recluse (he's not wrong), so he has set up a series of tasks, consequences, and rewards.
Weekend Slave – 4
My whole body sore as hell Sunday morning. I groaned when the alarm sounded. Still, when I caught sight of my ass covered in tiny purple bruises, I smiled and ran my hand down my slightly tender flesh. Even though I'd only done it once before, filling the enema bucket seemed automatic to me. I … Continue reading Weekend Slave – 4
Weekend Slave – 3
I was again strapped down to the Spanking Bench, my ass pointing up, my head down, my legs splayed. Master had just added another HUGE amount of lubrication to my impossibly spread asshole. "Ready or not, here I come," he muttered and began to insert his glove covered fist into my anus. I cringed and … Continue reading Weekend Slave – 3
Weekend Slave – 2
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
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.
