J has finished her extended discipline session. We're both happier. We've also decided that we need to incorporate more of the things she's learned into our regular lives more often. As a gift to her for overcoming her fear of chains, I've given her an anklet - anodized titanium. That baby's not going to break, … Continue reading Chain ganged
Anarie Brady
Chain Gang
She's perfect, my J. Sunday, she agreed to a week long discipline session. This does not mean constant punishment. There is a difference between discipline and punishment. She's broken no rules, so there is no punishment involved. First off, she needs to get over her body image issues, and so I told her no clothes for … Continue reading Chain Gang
Date Night – 5
I've done it. Taken everything like a good girl. I'm so filled with need now I can barely stand. Uncle unchains me, removes the chain from my teeth. He adjusts the ropes on my writs and spreads them wide. I can't stop myself from begging. Begging for him to fuck me, to let me come, … Continue reading Date Night – 5
Date Night – 2
Uncle removed my bra. He then walked me over to stand with my back to a wall. The rough wood scrapped, but was smooth enough that I didn't worry about splinters. He sucked on my nipples and I moaned. I swear that every nerve in my body begins with my nipples! He tugged and bit … Continue reading Date Night – 2
Date Night – 4
I'm not sure how, but I was a good girl for Uncle. I cried and I wiggled, but I did not speak, nor did I turn around in a vain attempt to avoid his belt. He had been in no mood for mercy, so by bottom was on fire and, I had no doubt, was … Continue reading Date Night – 4
Submitting to Milord – Final
Yesterday was our final day at our retreat. Today, it's back to reality, but with a whole different perspective. First, I still wear the chastity belt - with both plugs in it - beneath my clothing. Milord has promised that when he returns to work he will remove the plugs. Second, I now wear a … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – Final
Submitting to Milord – 5
Milord has a new bondage for me. A Chastity belt. On the first day I wore it, he made love to me. Then, he strapped on the belt. I didn't like it - at least not at first - because I didn't think I'd be able to keep myself clean. I was mistaken. The openings … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 5
Submitting to Milord – 3
Milord suggested that I set course for today. At first, I was startled and had no idea what to do, but then I realized that I simply needed to follow his lead. Each day he has added something new to my regime, and so I should continue this trend. So today, I asked that he … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 3
Submitting to Milord – 1
I can here willingly. I am not afraid do be here, I do not feel subjugated. I am certainly no captive. Nonetheless, I am bound. In one way or another I will remain bound in some physical way as a reminder of my psychological binding to Milord. You see, I was beginning to become too … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 1
Submitting to Milord – 4
Today was a true test to my self discipline. Milord first fitted me with leather cuffs, then he took me for a walk. As I've mentioned before, I hate being out of the house while I'm nude even thought the chances of anyone seeing me here is remote especially once we leave the shoreline and … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 4
Anarie Brady 