He made the bed with all sorts of lovely attachments. Innumerable tie down points, a sturdy metal bar across the top, a retractable "lead", stock like openings for either arms or legs. In order to be sure, He said, that the bed was fine as it was and did not need any refinements, He would … Continue reading The Hidden Room, the christening
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The Hidden Room
What I want
Did you really think that I disobey because I don't remember your expectations? Did you really think I let loose with my sassy mouth because I'm rude? No. What I want is for you to step up. I want you to care enough about me to teach me, to discipline me, to hold my feet … Continue reading What I want
The Hidden Room
He asked if I would like a hidden room added to the remodel, a room that would be know to just us and perhaps a few chosen by Him who understand our lifestyle choice. I jumped at the idea. As the general contractor for the remod, it would be my responsibility to see to the … Continue reading The Hidden Room
L is for Limits
So there are hard limits and soft limits in BDSM. A soft limit is a practice where either the submissive or the dominant (Yes, dominants have limits too!!) is willing to attempt but is unsure. The uncertainty might come from having never done it before, the practice being a trigger, health reasons, or fear. Nonetheless, … Continue reading L is for Limits
Needed
She's tense, keyed up, wild eyed. Her sharp tongue slices clipped answers and her shoulders practically touch her ears. "Second bedroom. Now," I order. Her eyes flash with defiance, but she goes without question, another sure sign she's in need of what only I can give her. She steps in and begins to strip out … Continue reading Needed
Peppermint Punishment
I have displease Milord. I went two days without anything in my ass, thus breaking a Winter Rule. Milord was gone for work for five days and I neglected to send him pictures of my ass being filled. Did I knowing break this rule? Of course I did. I was angry that he had left, felt … Continue reading Peppermint Punishment
BDSM Christmas
Despite having slept tied up, collared, and beneath the Christmas tree, I awoke this morning surprising refreshed. Milord was standing above me, completely nude. My mouth (and pussy) watered at the sight of him. Slowly, he "unwrapped" his gift, freeing me from the loose ribbon bindings. He then spread my legs wide and tasted his … Continue reading BDSM Christmas
Fourth Sunday of Advent – Eve
Not only is today Christmas Eve, but it is also the fourth Sunday of Advent. Milord has decided that we will celebrate Christmas (Yule) tomorrow, but today is/was for our final Sunday of Advent. He began the day by making love to me. Slowly. Gently. Deeply. Thoroughly. No restrictions whatsoever. I felt well and truly … Continue reading Fourth Sunday of Advent – Eve
Third Sunday of Advent – Pink
Traditionally, on the third Sunday of Advent the pink candle is lit. This represents hope. In appreciate of this theme, Milord decreed that I would have a day of Hope - Hoping that is. He would be edging me all fucking day long. If I came without permission, I would be punished with a contrast … Continue reading Third Sunday of Advent – Pink
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