Please may I worship your cock.. Please may i worship your cock. Please may i worship your cock. This phrase is drilled into my head. I glance at the clock and note the time: 9:30. One of my fall rules was that if Milord doesn't offer me his cock at least once a day, I … Continue reading Remember to beg
acceptance of submission
A Man’s Responsibility
Sometimes, a Man needs to take control. Like tonight. Missy was ridiculously bitchy when I got home from work, crabbing about one thing then another. I waiting all through dinner for her to lighten up, but she never did, not even when I complimented her cooking - which was delicious! - took are of the … Continue reading A Man’s Responsibility
Appropriate dress – fiction
Yes, it was my fault. I was in a hurry. I already had my skirt and blouse ironed for work and didn't have time to find something else to wear (not that it would have matter! The problem was still the same.). I should have done some laundry last night and didn't. It was that … Continue reading Appropriate dress – fiction
Testing the Client
My dominant is also my boss. Not an arrangement that everyone would enjoy, but it works for us. For the record, I was his submissive before I became his PA. Also, it was at MY suggestion that I become his PA, not his. It was also at my insistence that our personal relationship be carried … Continue reading Testing the Client
Pick A Box – 3
One box left. Janice looked at Clark, pleadingly. "Really. I've learned my less, Clark. I have. Please don't make me do this again today. I can't stand it. My bottom is so very, very tender. Please." "Open the box, Janice." Wiping a tear away, Janice did as she was told. when she saw the three … Continue reading Pick A Box – 3
Pick A Box – 2
Janice stared intently at the two remaining box, uncertain. Finally, she pointed to the largest. "Open it." Biting her lip, she did as Clark said. When she saw the plug that would be inside of her for at least 7 hours, she gave a little hiccup. If she thought yesterday had been challenging, this would … Continue reading Pick A Box – 2
Shared by Him
Every once in a while, He decides that He wants to share me - usually with strangers. Strangers to me, anyway. He has already vetted them. I don't particularly like this, being fingered, rubbed, and sometimes fucked by strange condom covered dicks. I don't particularly enjoy opening my mouth to accept an unknown cock. In … Continue reading Shared by Him
Birthday Recovery
So yesterday Sir lovingly gave me 360 swats neatly divided into 8 groups of 45. He used his hand, a pizza peel (Holy Shite!!), a yardstick, a new wooden spoon, and his belt (which he used with little force!) Today, sitting is, to say the least, challenging. He also did other deviant and wonderful things … Continue reading Birthday Recovery
Birthday Blistering
Sir loves numbers. And so, for my birthday, he based his "gift" on numbers. Today I turned 45. 4+5=9. So, the rope he bound me with had 9 knots. Once he had that in place, helped me to knee and bend, my shoulders and head resting on a low occasional table. He told to me … Continue reading Birthday Blistering
Tea Time Tradition
We have begun a new practice which, I hope, will become a tradition. Thursday has always been our Day of Recogning. You see, Milord and I do not live together, which suits us both. We chat daily, see each other several times a week, go on dates, stay at each other's homes, but Thursday is … Continue reading Tea Time Tradition
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