Of course, it will be uncomfortable. What's the fun in your being comfortable? Yes, some of the people at the club may well hear the vibrator, but so what. It IS fetish night at the strip club. I don't care that you're embarrassed. Actually, I rather like it. You are far more in the … Continue reading Shall we Go?
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Dare – 3
Darien looked at his lover. Of course, she had no idea he was looking at her, standing there in the corner, her nose and hands to the wall. He breathed deeply, satisfied with the day. It will be a long, long time before she challenges him like that again. Today she had been tied up, … Continue reading Dare – 3
Drawing Lots
So I screwed up. No surprise, right? (Sometimes, I think I INTENTIONALLY screw up!!) Anyway, I broke Rule Number 4 of Summer Rules 2019 by not being prepared at the appointed time. Milord, naturally, said nothing until I noticed the time - 8:00 p.m. - shouted SHIT, and ran to his office. He kept me waiting another … Continue reading Drawing Lots
Day of the Dare – 2
Darien grabbed his riding crop and walked around Marla. She was frightened, he knew, but also excited. He could smell her musk and see the moisture on her thighs. He tested the rope to make sure she was secure then tapped her clit with the crop. She jumped, but didn't cry out. He grinned and … Continue reading Day of the Dare – 2
Belted
Okay, so I know my hotel and vacation expectations. Maybe I forgot (unlikely) or maybe I chose not to follow them. First, I wore underwear. Not the sexy lingerie of matching bra and panties that Sir has preapproved, but the comfy, cotton granny panties that I love. It was, after all, going to be a … Continue reading Belted
The Disciplinarian: On Your Knees
I arrived at the hotel on time. I was late once The Disciplinarian and learned my lesson. Actually, I was ten minutes early, but did not enter the room until the EXACT time He had decreed. He has threatened to put a camera in the room, and I'm not sure if He has or hasn't. I gave … Continue reading The Disciplinarian: On Your Knees
Learning to Count to 10
I'm learning a new language. Irish Gaelic. Yes, Irish Gaelic is slightly different from Scottish or Welsh. To help me learn, My Ard Ri' (high king) is helping me. I lean against the door and stick my ass out. I count out each mark. If I make mistake, he, a fluent speaker, corrects me, I … Continue reading Learning to Count to 10
Final Spring Punishment – 3
Final Spring Punishment Final Spring Punishment – 2 I spent the rest of the day going about my regular chores. My ass was tender all day and I figured it would be the next day as well. What I hadn't counted on was after dinner when I offered Milord fellatio and he accepted, was … Continue reading Final Spring Punishment – 3
Final Spring Punishment – 2
Final Spring Punishment Milord was correct, but then again, he wasn't. The rest of the day was not "enjoyable", but it was cleansing. For the offense of wearing clothing when i wasn't supposed to, I will go five days without any clothing. I reminded Milord that tomorrow was his "Guys' Night In". When he just … Continue reading Final Spring Punishment – 2
Final Spring Punishment
Spring Rules 2019 are almost finished, so let's do one more "I broke a rule" story before Summer Rules begins. I was pissed. So pissed, in fact, that I said to hell with my rules and willfully broke them all. What was I pissed about? I have no idea. Seriously. First, I gardened fully dressed EXCEPT … Continue reading Final Spring Punishment
Anarie Brady 