I slip my dress over my head and smooth it, feeling the metal of my now familiar chastity belt beneath. Ri' has taken away all of my pants and shorts. All I have left are dresses, skirts, and tops. I was not happy about this, but accepted his decision. That had been four days ago. … Continue reading Day 18 into the 24/7 life
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Day 8 into the 24/7 life
Of course I rebelled! After five days of being denied an orgasm despite giving him at least two every day I had had enough. I mouth off, yelled, screamed, and clawed at the fucking chastity belt. Ri' just let me dig myself into a deeper and deeper hole. When I finally calmed down, he began … Continue reading Day 8 into the 24/7 life
Mister’s Might
This really is all my fault. I BEGGED Mister for a week of strict submission. I was beginning to feel rather "unsubmissive" and didn't like it at all. I needed to be held accountable. I needed to be used. I needed to be reminded of my role. Mister agreed. Every morning, he decided, would begin … Continue reading Mister’s Might
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
Teach Me a Lesson
You set up the rules and I agreed to them, even signed my name to them to make sure we both understood my agreement. You set up a list of possible consequences if I broke those rules and I agreed to them, even signed my name to them to make sure we both understood my … Continue reading Teach Me a Lesson
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
More Consequences
Lunch with Consequences I felt, was a good reminder not to assume what Lion might want, but to go with what I KNOW we have agreed to. Lion, though, felt that I need to have this lesson more firmly established. Which is why I was surprised when he brought out an over the bust corset … Continue reading More Consequences
Punished with Pleasure
So the first time I purchased a Gift for Milord he gave permission for me to go to another town. This is why I assumed (yes, I realize the problem with assuming) that I had implicit permission the second time I purchased a gift. My mistake!!! My Rule SPECIFICALLY stated local, and since I did NOT have permission to go … Continue reading Punished with Pleasure
National Erotic Humiliation Day 2018
This is NOT National humiliation morning, afternoon, evening, hour, minute. it is National Erotic Humiliation DAY as in 24 hours!! And that is exactly what My Lion has devised, something I gave my willing permission for him. In fact, my exact words were: A day lasts for 24 hours. I want to feel your power … Continue reading National Erotic Humiliation Day 2018
Anarie Brady 