So as I mentioned the other day, I broke our first Summer Rules 2018 within hours of establishing them. I Said "Stop" and slapped away Milord's hand when he was tweaking my nipples. I didn't mean to. I didn't even think about it. I was washing dishes and didn't hear him come up behind me. When … Continue reading First Reprimand of Summer
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Extended Time for breaking rules
Spring Rules 2018 You guessed it. I screwed up again. Really, it wasn't my fault this time. True, I was cutting it close coming home from my friend Josie's house, but how was I to know that construction the highway started yesterday and I'd be stuck in traffic for over 45 minutes. Sure, I told … Continue reading Extended Time for breaking rules
J is for Japanese Clover Clamps
These are some wicked clamps! Rumor has it they were invented by a Japanese seamstress, but I have no idea if that is true or false, so please, don't quote me on it. What I DO know is that these babies start with a tight, firm pinch and with each minute tug on the chain … Continue reading J is for Japanese Clover Clamps
F is for Funishment
Funishment is a traditional type of punishment that is used not for discipline, but for pleasure. Naturally, the list for this ends only with your imagination. Can you use the same activity for both a funishment and a punishment? Of course!! The difference, at least for me, is HOW the fun/punishment is administered. For example, … Continue reading F is for Funishment
Humiliation – Day 3
Over the past 2 days I have been forced to accept and hold five enemas, release the contents of my bowels and bladder with no expectation of privacy, eat from a dog bowl, drink from a dog bowl, suffered the indignaties of bakkara, have my body used as a convas for rude, filthy names, been fucked … Continue reading Humiliation – Day 3
Humiliation – Day 2
Yesterday was horrific and rewarding. Reverend administered five enemas - each producing painful cramping and strong elimination. Well, four with painful cramping. The fifth was his own cum. My anus is still plugged with a metal plug which has an interal "bolt" that can be removed when I need to evacuate. The only time this … Continue reading Humiliation – Day 2
Humiliation – Day 1
Reverend has decreed that I need to do penance and i heatily agree. I have been edgy, bitchy, surly, unhappy, uppity, and cras for weeks now. He's had enough and, honestly, so have i. It is high time He takes me in hand and demands my complete surrender. Today began that journey. In order for … Continue reading Humiliation – Day 1
Needed
She's tense, keyed up, wild eyed. Her sharp tongue slices clipped answers and her shoulders practically touch her ears. "Second bedroom. Now," I order. Her eyes flash with defiance, but she goes without question, another sure sign she's in need of what only I can give her. She steps in and begins to strip out … Continue reading Needed
Learning to Obey
Yesterday was NOT a good day for me. First, I was out of crotchless panties, so instead of doing laundry, I just grabbed a pair of regular ones - Rule 1 broken. Next, I just threw my hair up on a ponytail and didn't bother with make-up - Rule 4 broken. Then, I asked ever … Continue reading Learning to Obey
Into the Caravan
For a refresher, please read here: Caravan Cravings I've handed him my formal invitation, written in my best penmanship and se aled, naturally, with a kiss. It's cold tonight, but I've been keeping my caravan warm and toasty with the brazier for hours and I have a lovely campfire going as well. Nonetheless, the nip in … Continue reading Into the Caravan
Anarie Brady 