Do you trust me? of course, sir Take off your clothes and give them to me. Good. Now kneel down on all fours and don't move. That's it. You are free to moan, cry, say my name, but no screaming or hollering. Even though we are miles away from anyone else, I don't want to … Continue reading Do you trust me?
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Don’t. Just Don’t
Don't. Just Don't. Don't fuck me, demand my obedience, spank my ass like it's the most precious thing in your life Then ignore more for weeks. Don't. Just Don't. Don't make me swear to forego panties, keep my kitten shaved, and threaten grave reprimands if I disobey Then forget to check for obedience. Don't. Just … Continue reading Don’t. Just Don’t
Training her Ass – part 3
It's been weeks now and Clara's ass is, if I say so myself, very well trained. I fuck her ass at least twice as often as I do her pussy. Plus, when I do fuck her pussy, her ass if filled. Each and every time. She complained about this for a bit, but soon came … Continue reading Training her Ass – part 3
Summer’s Reprimand
Milord was out of town - just overnight - but I still managed to break a Summer Rules 2018. Per rule #3, I will be filled with either a dildo, Kegel egg, ben wah balls, or anal plug (possibly two items at a time) for at least one one and a half hours each day. Whatever Milord chooses to … Continue reading Summer’s Reprimand
The Long Awaited Punishment
So, a long while back, I published Summer Rules 2018. I also admitted to seriously breaking a rule by slapping away Milord's hands when he was fondling my tits. I was washing the dishes, singing to myself, and he startled me! It wasn't my fault! Okay. That's a blatant and one I'm likely to regret. Not, … Continue reading The Long Awaited Punishment
Don’t Top from the Bottom
Apparently, I've been topping from the bottom recently. Lion pointed this out this morning. He'll not stand for it he said. I was confused and asked for clarification. When he calmly pointed out all the times this last month that I didn't suggest scenes but rather went ahead and set them up, gave demanding directions … Continue reading Don’t Top from the Bottom
Permission to Be
I am blind and deaf, made so by His command. I put in the ear buds and blindfold myself, upon His order and with my full consent. I do nothing I don't agree to, but I agree to follow His word. Tonight is a challenge. I cannot see or hear Him, yet I must follow … Continue reading Permission to Be
Disciplined
Ya gotta admit - I've been good this summer. So far. Until last weekend. We all know that at time I screw up just because something in me needs, desperately, to be disciplined. that's really the only explanation I have for what I did. My Summer Rules 201 8 are pretty basic and easy to follow, but … Continue reading Disciplined
R is for Ritual
Rituals serve a purpose. They put us in the right frame of mind for the occassion. Eventually, we react instinctively when we are the midst of a ritual. Having been brought up Catholic, all I have to do is hear the words "In the name. . " and I'm finishing the words and moving to … Continue reading R is for Ritual
Q is for Quirt
"The falls on a quirt are made of leather, usually cow hide. The core of the quirt can be a leather bag filled with lead shot; the main part including the handle is often made from braided rawhide, leather, or kangaroo hide and is usually somewhat stiff but flexible." Originally, a quirt was used to help motivate a horse … Continue reading Q is for Quirt
