I'm a clutz. If I can get from 7:00 a.m. to 8:00 a.m. without a coffee stain on me somewhere, it's a good day. The problem is that I get so distracted by shiny things that I forget what I'm doing and spill shit. I've asked Milord to help with this and he has happily … Continue reading Tidy Whitey
acceptance of submission
Don’t Think
Don't think for one moment that i don't enjoy this, because i do. Sure i kick, squirm, cry and beg, but do i use my safe word? No. Why not? Because i love every moment of Your discipline. Your arm holding me in place, the heat of Your hand on my skin, the tone of … Continue reading Don’t Think
Summer Submission
This morning, just like every morning since Memorial Day and at least until Labor Day, Sir clamped my nipples. He also buckled my collar on me - the OBVIOUS collar, not the pretty one that can easily double as a necklace. This one eve has a ring in front to which he can, if he … Continue reading Summer Submission
The Disciplinarian
It's not like she was surprised. I'd been very explicit in my expectations. Wear pretty heels and a dress. Nothing else. Your cell phone must be turned off. Knock on room 247 at the Plaza Hotel at 2:15 p.m. Katherine comes to me for discipline so what kind of a man would I be if … Continue reading The Disciplinarian
Multiple Choice Session
Make your choice. A. B. C. or D.
Dominant Diary – Road Trip
Funny how she thought that because we were in the car that she'd be safe from humiliation. I told her last week that we would be going out of town for a few days. She was to pack nothing - I'd have it all arranged. All she had to do was put on a pretty … Continue reading Dominant Diary – Road Trip
How to Use a Spatula
Sage had written a list of personal characteristics she wanted to work on, things that she did often enough that she was ashamed. In fact some of these acts had cost her both friends and jobs. Ben, bless him, had agreed to help with these. He told her to choose five punishments that she'd be … Continue reading How to Use a Spatula
To my Dominant Husband
Dearest Love, We began our journey into the world of BDSM more years ago than I can remember, but it is still fresh and pure. You have helped me embrace my sexuality and take pride in the fact that I find great pleasure in my service to you. When you turn me over so that … Continue reading To my Dominant Husband
Pillory
She stood, bent, her head and wrists locked in the pillory. She knew her guilt. She had tempted the Man. Flirted outrageously. Now, she was His prisoner. Wasn't this, after all, what she had desired? To be owned, taken, enjoyed by Him? This, however, was not at all how she had envisioned the end result. … Continue reading Pillory
Anytime, Anyplace He Chooses
Milord has, intentionally I'm sure, not commanded me to worship his cock for several days. I have, however, begged him to allow me to do so. It was two days before I could sit somewhat comfortably after I forgot the rule. Remember to beg. Today, he reminded me that another rule Standard Rule is this: SUBMIT … Continue reading Anytime, Anyplace He Chooses
Anarie Brady 