Yes, I know you don't particularly enjoy stripping in front of others, but you'll do it, won't you? I thought so. You many not admit it, but at heart, we both know that you enjoy being exhibited. You enjoy even more, obeying me don't you? Now, be good and I won't bind you to the … Continue reading A Glorious Afternoon
public obedience
Trust Him
Trust Him to know your limits.
His Slave Night
It was date night. I had not only agreed, but asked Milord to take me out and to treat me as his slave, not submissive. Naturally, he agreed. At first, it was great. I slipped out of my panties and handed them to him. I kissed him. I said hello to the man sitting next … Continue reading His Slave Night
Challenge: wear no tradition top for a week
Challenge of the week: For the next week, wear no tradition blouse, top, or shirt. Absolutely no bra. Continue the regular routine of work (at least I work from home!), shopping, and socializing (Yikes!). All I can say is - thank the gods for pinterest!
No Shame
The evening began perfectly. The message on the bed read dress in the new evening gown. You won't be disappointed. I wasn't A beautiful gown, a handsome, attentive man, a limousine, champagne, exotic nibbles, even a string quartet. He held out his hand so we would dance, I thought. I took it and looked up … Continue reading No Shame
It Isn’t but it is
It isn't the putting on or the pulling and pinching of each tiny movement. It isn't the tightening pull when they bounce with the rhythm of HIM taking HIS pleasure and giving the same to me. It isn't the roughness of the wood against the tenderness of my flesh. It isn't the excruciating pain of … Continue reading It Isn’t but it is
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
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.
Lunch with Consequences
MiLord sent me a text this morning asking if I could meet him for lunch. Looking disdainfully down at my project of matching plastic tubs with their lids, I early agreed to meet him at noon at our favorite diner. I fussed about what to wear since he had not specifically said, so I went … Continue reading Lunch with Consequences
First Fall Gift for Milord
As required in Fall Rules 2018, I drove myself to an Adult store. Luckily, Milord did not require that I go to the local one, so I went to one two hours away from home. Also as per our Fall Rules, I wore the golden chain connecting my nipple rings tucked snuggle in my bra (thank … Continue reading First Fall Gift for Milord
