To look at, I'm a proper housewife going about my business. This is exactly the image but Husband and I want to present because, quite honestly, that is all anyone else needs to know. To this end, when I am in public I am always well dressed but not pretentions. I don't call attention to … Continue reading Beneath the surface.
Anarie Brady
Demonstration Class
"I'm waiting." I blushed, knowing I had a decision to make. I could obey or I could safeword out. The decision was mine, but I would have to make it quickly. I stood and lifted my dress, revealing my neatly trimmed privates to Sir and any who cared to look. I blushed even more, knowing … Continue reading Demonstration Class
TPE for 24 hours – 1
I sat in the back seat of the limo, dressed in a white silk dress so revealing that my face was constantly a light pink. I said nothing. This was our "deal". For Aidan's birthday, I gave him my absolute submissiveness. I gave him Total Power Exchange. I would obey absolutely every command he gave … Continue reading TPE for 24 hours – 1
My Disciplinarian
His text was clear. I was to inform the doorman that I was there to see Mr. Kingly. The doorman would then use his key to let me into the private penthouse elevator. Once in the elevator, I was to remove all of my clothing, fold it, leave said clothing on the floor of the … Continue reading My Disciplinarian
Bed Box – 3
I woke up the next morning, tender in all the right places. I stretched, smelled coffee, and knocked on the closed door of the box. "Hold on, Love. I'm going to finish my coffee then I'll help you out and give you your spanking," Milord called. I waited, impatiently, because I had to GO!! I … Continue reading Bed Box – 3
Bed Box – 2
Bed Box confinement "Milord?" I queried quietly. The door opened to my box. I really thought I'd hate the bed box for being so confining, but really, it was more like a cozy little apartment, so I found it quite tranquil. Soft light filled the small area letting me know it was dusk. I must … Continue reading Bed Box – 2
Celebrating Imbolg – Our Power
Yes, we follow the pagan traditions of honoring Imbolg and all the other high days of the pagan calendar. For Imbolg (February 1-2) we begin by cleaning. Actually, I start days earlier by cleaning up any clutter, which shouldn't be much. We both tend to be neat. Naturally, I will be nude during this festival … Continue reading Celebrating Imbolg – Our Power
Bed Box confinement
Milord likes to get back to nature sometimes, so he built a small cabin on the outskirts of our property, deep in the woods. It is RUSTIC. He also furnished it with only basic equipment and furniture. No indoor plumbing. No electricity. A wood burning stove, oil lamps, candles, an ice chest, pantry, wooden and … Continue reading Bed Box confinement
Obey
"But we just had Saturday Maintenance!" I exclaim. "Then you should have remembered to behave. You know better than to bring up politics with my father! I'd understand if you were simply standing up for your beliefs, but for you to bring up matters you know will cause a ruckus! No, Wife. You will be … Continue reading Obey
Winter Discipline
I look out the window, tears falling unheeded from my face, snot running into my mouth, yet I do not break my position. I do not raise my hands to wipe my face. I could. Despite the cuffs He has buckled onto my wrists and ankles, I am not attached to the small but sturdy … Continue reading Winter Discipline
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