It is my day of confession, one of many. One of four I should say. Today, the first Sunday. The Sunday of Atonement. This is, of course, Milord's name for today, not the Church's. He's come up with a diabolical, wonderful, reflective way to prepare for Christmas, one in keeping with our lifestyle. Each Sunday … Continue reading The First Sunday of Advent – Bondage
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Look! No Hands!!
No hands. That's the challenge for the day. I am not permitted to use my hands. No touching him (or myself). To make this a challenge in self control, Milord has also stated that he will not bind my hands. Mistake number one was rolling my eyes and moaning when he told me this. I … Continue reading Look! No Hands!!
Disregard for Rules
I screwed up. I admit it. Then again, I have no choice but to admit it! I have broken - willfully broken - several (okay, ALL) of my Fall Rules 2017 I did not have an orgasm while Milord was in Milwaukee - a total of 4 days. I blew off my yoga class while he … Continue reading Disregard for Rules
The Disciplinarian
The Disciplinarian She is late, which is unusual. She knows well that if she is late her regular discipline session will be that much more severe. Today was going to be severe anyway. She admitted in her last confession that has eaten sweets three times last week - a serious infringement since she is diabetic. … Continue reading The Disciplinarian
October 28 – National Erotic Humiliation Day
I approached Master a week before formally requesting that they celebrate National Erotic Humiliation Day. Master, therefore, had time to make arrangements. When the day arrived, I was to be dressed as he had chosen, on my knees, and awaiting his instructions by 7:00 a.m. Master and I work together, you see, but at work, I'm … Continue reading October 28 – National Erotic Humiliation Day
“Public” Corner Time
My Lord disciplines me regularly. I have a smart mouth and a stubborn streak about the width of a five lane highway. I truly want to curb these tendencies, and so He is very strict with me. Last night, for instance, He asked me a question and I gave a flippant answer. I ignored His … Continue reading “Public” Corner Time
Thank Him for all He is
"Hand me your clothes - all of them," Lion states. Without conscious thought, I do as he says. Does it matter that we are outside behind His home? No. Does it matter that the day is a bit chilly? No. Does it matter that I am not at all comfortable being nude while outside even … Continue reading Thank Him for all He is
Dressing for His Pleasure
"But there will be people there I don't know!" I pointed out in what I thought was an entirely reasonable voice. "Besides, you'll be networking, you'll barely notice me." And that was my mistake. As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Milord ALWAYS noticed me, even when he was network at … Continue reading Dressing for His Pleasure
Are you Frightened? The Ending
Are you frightened? Instruction She was a mess and absolutely perfect. My Love. Now, her face, thighs, ass, and mound were covered in drying or dried cum. Her ass was still a soft red, her nipples enourmous and tender. Her hands still cuffed behind her, her dress now disintigrated, her eyes hidden behind a blindfold. … Continue reading Are you Frightened? The Ending
Are you Frightened? Gauntlet
Are you frightened? Entrance Are you frightened? Instruction Are you frightened! Reprimand 1 Running the Gauntlet was once a way to punish soldiers or prisoners of war by having them run between two rows of other soldiers who would strike, spit, beat, trip then in their run. If the accused made it to the end … Continue reading Are you Frightened? Gauntlet
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