"You wanted this, so don't start bitching now, you brat," T stated. He was right. I had nagged and nagged at him to pay more attention to me, so now that he was, I couldn't very well complain. Besides, where would be the fun in complaining when this was absolutely what I wanted. "How many … Continue reading You wanted this
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To be in Training
"Corner. Now." I sniffed, righted myself, and stood facing the corner in His office. My ass was on fire and I knew good and well that I'd have some bruising. I didn't care. I wanted this. I wanted more. I didn't know how long I stood, my fingers pressed against the wall, but i sure … Continue reading To be in Training
Domestic Bliss
Denise didn't want to do this, but she knew she had to. Well, not really. She always had a choice. Still, she gained the greatest pleasure from pleasing King. So, she held her breath, unbuttoned her blouse, and placed the new clothes clip on her nipples. She gasped, tears already springing to her eyes, and … Continue reading Domestic Bliss
Use the proper Title
As per our New House Rules 2023, I am to refer to my husband by certain monikers in public or private. None of them include his first name. Surprisingly, this has been the hardest rule to follow for me. The few times I have used "Micah" in private, the result has been instantaneous. I am immediately … Continue reading Use the proper Title
The Secret Room
Steven is, in addition to a magnificent lover and no nonsense Dominant, a brilliant carpenter. He bult a wardrobe in our front entryway. Once side is actually for hanging coats, hats, and umbrellas, but there, always locked, is a secret door to His private place. The room is decorated in a Victorian Gentleman's bedchamber style. … Continue reading The Secret Room
Willing Training Tool
I can use my safeword at any time and stop this torment. I won't unless I absolutely need to, though. Why? Because if I do, that will show weakness. I am a submissive. I am not weak. Besides, I knew what was coming tonight, and I 100%, of my own free will, agreed. Sir, a … Continue reading Willing Training Tool
Learning Self discipline
Straddle me, he said. I didn't speak. I couldn't. I tend to talk too much and ruin the mood, so I asked him to gag me. I climbed on top of him, straddling, then began to lower myself onto his erect cock. No, he said. I'll guide you when I'm ready. Then, he leaned forward … Continue reading Learning Self discipline
Beneath the surface.
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.
Sir’s Slut
I glanced at the timer - not an easy task as my ass was in the air and my forehead on the floor of our bathroom. Five more minutes. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. This was the second day of my "consequence" for denying Sir access to my ass for … Continue reading Sir’s Slut
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
