Milord has a new bondage for me. A Chastity belt. On the first day I wore it, he made love to me. Then, he strapped on the belt. I didn't like it - at least not at first - because I didn't think I'd be able to keep myself clean. I was mistaken. The openings … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 5
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Submitting to Milord – 3
Milord suggested that I set course for today. At first, I was startled and had no idea what to do, but then I realized that I simply needed to follow his lead. Each day he has added something new to my regime, and so I should continue this trend. So today, I asked that he … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 3
Submitting to Milord – 2
Each day I have submitted my power more and more to Milord. I'm grateful that he has gone about my transformation slowly - just as I requested - because if he had wanted me to do what I did today on the very first day here, I would have walked away. But now, on the … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 2
Submitting to Milord – 1
I can here willingly. I am not afraid do be here, I do not feel subjugated. I am certainly no captive. Nonetheless, I am bound. In one way or another I will remain bound in some physical way as a reminder of my psychological binding to Milord. You see, I was beginning to become too … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 1
Submitting to Milord – 4
Today was a true test to my self discipline. Milord first fitted me with leather cuffs, then he took me for a walk. As I've mentioned before, I hate being out of the house while I'm nude even thought the chances of anyone seeing me here is remote especially once we leave the shoreline and … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 4
Fireworks
Happy Birthday, America. To celebrate, Mister and I had a lovely romp this morning, complete with a nice long spanking, a good, strong fucking, and lots of hot, slow kissing. Then, we went for a walk in the woods behind our property, enjoyed a picnic, and then Mister wanted to practice some new Shibari techniques. … Continue reading Fireworks
Hotel Rules
I know the rules, really I do. While in a hotel - anywhere in a hotel, I am to be elegant, well dressed, obedient, never cross my legs, never wear panties, never order a meal or drink for myself. In the room itself, I will be nude, obedient, and submissive in the extreme in addition … Continue reading Hotel Rules
Submissive Boss
Cliche' as it is, my Dom and I work together in the same office. However, I'm the boss and he's my assistant - professionally speaking that is. Privately, sexually, He is certainly my boss. He prefers matching lingerie, so that's all I wear beneath my ever so professional suits. He despises pantyhose, so I wear … Continue reading Submissive Boss
Bells on my Nips
Last winter I finally agreed to have my nipples pierced. This was something Mister had wanted for a long time, but I was hesitant. Like most ideas, he was right. Now that they have completely healed, I LOVE the fact that he can play with them in brand new ways. For example, today he attached … Continue reading Bells on my Nips
Hot Jazz
She places the album on the turntable. What an awesome find at the yard sale today! she had owned one as a teenager and still preferred the slightly scratchy sound it produced as the needle ran along the edges of the magical groves rather than the blemish free notes the slid like silk from her … Continue reading Hot Jazz
Anarie Brady 