"Go on. Choose." Janice looked at the three boxes and bit her lip. He'd promised her this. She'd been bratty and complaining, and so he told her that for three days her ass would be his, but that she would choose the instrument of torture. Now, she understood what he'd meant. She glanced up at … Continue reading Pick A Box
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Collared
I absolutely LOVE wearing my collar. Whenever Milord puts it on me, the world goes away. All of the stress, worry, responsibilities. Everything. I have one responsibility. Just one. To please him. I have one decision to make. Just one. Yes or No. The moment I feel the kiss of leather on my neck, the … Continue reading Collared
Acts of Public Submission
Now for the list of suggestions to show your submission while in public (Again, I'm using the pronoun He for the dominate and She for the sub, but this is simply an act of convenience.). Never criticize or argue in public. If you disagree, hold your tongue until you're in private. Smile at him often … Continue reading Acts of Public Submission
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
Boho Chic for the Submissive
Boho is my style. I'm proud of it. I love the looseness, the comfort, and the totally "can be seen in public" aspect of it. Why is that last important? Because Mr. Mister and I are social people, but also private. Publicly, we are like any other couple. Privately, I'm a total sub junkie. I … Continue reading Boho Chic for the Submissive
Feminist Sub
I am a feminist and a submissive. Yes, I believe that a woman has the right, no, the duty to make her own decisions based upon her desires, needs, and abilities. Yes, I believe a woman's voice is just as judicial as a man's. Yes, I believe a woman must and should stand up for … Continue reading Feminist Sub
Nip-let bound
Yes, I wear Milord's chains. Sometimes just a small anklet, sometimes a necklace, sometimes more. Today, it's more. Today, he wished me to wear all of his chains - the anklet, the necklace, and, what he deems, the niplet. Last year I agreed to have my nipples pierce, something Milord had desired for quite some … Continue reading Nip-let bound
My Lord’s Chains
Really, it's my own fault. I told Him that I would not, simply would not wear a collar in public. Not tonight, not any night. No. That collar was for us privately. I was not His 24/7 submissive. I had agreed to be his 24/2 1/2 submissive. From Friday after work until Monday morning, I … Continue reading My Lord’s Chains
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