I've always struggled with posture, having a slight curvature in my spine and - let's be honest - on the lazy side. I've always envied the exquisite, powerful posture of the people from days gone by. So, when I shared this with Sir, he suggested Corset Training, not to be confused with waist training. My … Continue reading Corset – not waist – Training
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Another type of punishment.
How much longer could he be? As long as he chooses, I answered myself. I'd been a brat all day, so it was no wonder he was aking me suffer. "Downstairs. Now. Here, take my belt. It better be in a handy location when I get down there." Realizing I'd pushed him too far, I … Continue reading Another type of punishment.
Obeying Rules
I'm not at all sure that enjoyed the evening, but my enjoyment is not the point. Milord's enjoyment, though, is! This is one of his Dom Nights where he invites some of his Dominant friends over. Five others were here, two with their own submissives. I'm not sure who they were exactly, although I certainly … Continue reading Obeying Rules
Winter Rules 2018
Yes, Winter officially started some time ago, but there was no rush to post these since we decided, for the most part, to simply continue our fall rules. We updated a few things. Since we now have a LARGE selection of toys for Milord to choose from, I no longer have to purchase one a … Continue reading Winter Rules 2018
What they don’t see
What they see is a woman who is shamelessly flaunting cleavage, but what they don't see is the mixture of shame and pride at dressing to please Lord. I am not, by nature, one to expose myself such, but because He requested that I dress this way, I do so. The light in His eyes … Continue reading What they don’t see
Epiphany, the BDSM way
January 6. Epiphany. 12th night. The night, supposedly, the three wise men followed a star to deliver gifts of frankincense, gold, and myrrh to a baby. I decided to honor this night by employing said gifts on my wench. She came to my home, filled with the intoxicating scent of frankincense. As I had ordered, … Continue reading Epiphany, the BDSM way
Out with the Old
In honor of New Year's Eve, Milord is taking me out tonight. However, I must prepare, or rather, he must first prepare me. Preparations actually started last week when he scheduled three - count them - three appointments for me with a colon hydrotherapy place nearby. This morning was my third and final appointment. Milord … Continue reading Out with the Old
2018 BDSM Christmas – 3
"So, did you enjoy the trip?" Mister asked. I blushed and nodded, saying, Very much, Sir." He laughed as he lifted our suitcase out of the trunk. I wobbled a bit following him into the house. He noticed and laughed again. I grinned. "Clara!" my mother in law crooned. "You look positively glowing! I can … Continue reading 2018 BDSM Christmas – 3
2018 BDSM Christmas – 2
We arrived at Mister's brother's house and were warmly greeted. Both Matt and his wife also practice BDSM, so when I winced when I sat down on the hard wooden chair Mister held out for me, they gave each other and me knowing looks. I blushed and grinned. We enjoyed a light dinner, some lovely … Continue reading 2018 BDSM Christmas – 2
2018 BDSM Christmas
We were on our way to visit with Mister's family for the holidays. I was NOT looking forward to the trip, not because I disliked his family, but because I has wanted him all to myself. I voiced this opinion, apparently in quite a surly manner on the drive down south (His family lives in … Continue reading 2018 BDSM Christmas
Anarie Brady 