Winter Rules 2018 House Rules I've been good. Really I have. Nonetheless, Milord decreed that I was in need of, or rather HE was in the mood for, a day of severity. And, per House Rule #2, my body is his to use as he pleases. I cringed. It is rare when Milord decrees this. … Continue reading Punished upon his Pleasure
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Challenge: No metal “attachers”
Milord has set up a month long challenge for me. No zippers, hooks, snaps, or anything else made out of metal which attaches clothing together (grommets are the exception!). Not on any clothing. At first, I thought this would be easy, but do you have any idea how many articles of clothing have metal?? Find … Continue reading Challenge: No metal “attachers”
Day 18 into the 24/7 life
I slip my dress over my head and smooth it, feeling the metal of my now familiar chastity belt beneath. Ri' has taken away all of my pants and shorts. All I have left are dresses, skirts, and tops. I was not happy about this, but accepted his decision. That had been four days ago. … Continue reading Day 18 into the 24/7 life
On becoming a 24/7 lifer
Twenty one days. Twenty one full days of chastity. Twenty one full days of 24/7 lifestyle. Twenty one full days of strict rule following and even stricter punishment. Yes, we are fully aware that it generally takes MORE than 21 days to form a habit, but this is where Ri' has decided we will begin. … Continue reading On becoming a 24/7 lifer
No Wet Spot
He told me not to curse, not to laugh too loudly, not to argue. He told me to smile demurely, dress appropriately, engage in conversation. I succeeded - for a time, but then I drank one too many glasses of wine. Soon, I was cussing like a sailor, bad mouthing the president, snorting with laughter, … Continue reading No Wet Spot
Well Deserved
She knew was in for a punishment when she broke the rules, but she had no idea just how lovely it would be.
His Essence
I'll admit it. I'm a crafter, maker, whatever you call it now. Basically, I like to create things, beautiful things, out of other things. I'm not a mother (and am perfectly happy with that decision!) but was fascinated with the new breast milk jewelry rage. Obviously, this isn't an option for me, so what could … Continue reading His Essence
Stress Release
Bossing the Boss The work week was done and over - finally! My desk was clean and Evan, my Executive Assistant as well as my Dominant, let out a huge sigh of relief. Then, his eyes darkened and he said, "Submit." That's it. One. Freaking. Word. That's all it takes for us to switch roles. … Continue reading Stress Release
Vegas, Baby.
I don't like this. I don't. But He does, and so it will happen. We are in Vegas for a long weekend and He has decreed that I am to be nude at all times while in our room. When we go out, He will approve anything I wear. This, I'm good with. I'm a … Continue reading Vegas, Baby.
A Submissive’s Pledge
I pledge to honestly communicate with my Dominant. I pledge to put the wants of my Dominant before my own. I pledge to obey expectations which my dominant and I have agreed upon. I pledge to use my safe word without hesitation if I so feel the need. I pledge to accept my Dominant's reprimands … Continue reading A Submissive’s Pledge
Anarie Brady 