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
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Out with Friends
Clara stood stoically, silently, as Jackson adjusted the belts. Tonight, she was going out with friends and Jackson didn't want her to forget to whom she belonged. He had no intention of allowing her to forget her rules as she had the last time. She had come home with her lipstick smeared, smelling of beer … Continue reading Out with Friends
Accepting my fate
Spring Rules 2019 New House Rules It's the weekend, and so no underclothing. I did ask, respectfully, if I might wear a bra today. As a result, Milord grinned at me, said no, then found a white blouse for me to wear instead. I closed my eyes, blushed, but accepted his decree. Now, I'm … Continue reading Accepting my fate
Nude Punished
I prefer my punishments to be given over his knee. However, since it IS a punishment, the choice is his. Tonight, he is displeased. Not only have I broken a New House Rules, but I've gotten snotty about it and back talked him in THAT attitude. Tuesday evening I was watching a show - nothing special … Continue reading Nude Punished
Sans clothes
I am denied clothing, except for shoes. Why? I wore jeans and other contemporary clothing that I had no permission to wear. I knew I was doing wrong. I knew I had plenty of other choices. What can I say? Sometimes, I'm a fucking brat. Now, I will pay for the crime. I will be … Continue reading Sans clothes
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!
Broken Egg
Each day I will insert a Yoni egg for at least one hour. No, I didn't break my yoni egg, but I did forget to insert it. I don't even have a good excuse. I wasn't ill or overworked or visiting my mother. No good excuse except the truth. I forgot. This morning after Milord … Continue reading Broken Egg
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
The Disciplinarian
The Disciplinarian – Her perspective It has been some time since she has come to see me and since she requested meetings ever month only to break those appointments, her discipline will be all the more severe. Of this, she is aware and has agreed to. Actually, everything I do she agrees to or I wouldn't … Continue reading The Disciplinarian
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
Anarie Brady 