Today, December 9, is not only the second Sunday of Advent, but also National Horse recognition day. Milord has combined both. Our Advent adventure began here in case you want the background. The Sunday of Advent – Bondage This morning, I woke up as usual, went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and found this … Continue reading Second Sunday of Advent – Pony Play
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Formal Affair
So we have to attend this formal thing for Milord's work. A Holiday Dinner. For some reason, I have no idea why, he thinks I may get a bit out of hand. Nonetheless, I mean, it's not like I don't know how to behave in public. I picked out a lovely (and very appropriate) dress … Continue reading Formal Affair
The First Sunday of Advent – Bondage
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
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!!
Turkey Marked
So perhaps I was complaining a bit about having to go with Milord to his family's Thanksgiving Dinner. I wanted to have our own thanksgiving - one filled with not only food but frivolity as well!! Milord, and rightly so, pointed out that we needed to be with family on holidays. Just because I no … Continue reading Turkey Marked
Three Days in – Disregard of Rules
Today was the final day of my forced orgasms (see previous post!) Have I learned my lesson? You bet your sweet ass I have! I'm exhausted! My clit is swollen and tender so that even that Milord as removed the vibrator and the harness holding it in place, any movement - even walking - that … Continue reading Three Days in – Disregard of Rules
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 – Her perspective
The Disciplinarian Fucking traffic made me late. Okay, that's not fair. I should have started earlier, then if I had arrived at the hotel too soon, I could have stalled in the lobby until it was the appropriate time. Now, I'll have to pay for my tardiness. Truly, I can't compain. After all, I am … Continue reading The Disciplinarian – Her perspective
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
TaTa Tuesday
I'm terrified. And excited. More than I've been in weeks. Milord had a little chat with me this morning, letting me know that he's noticed my lackluster attitude, my snide comments and, while I have been following all of the Fall Rules 2017 I obviously have done so reluctantly. I couldn't deny a single word he said. … Continue reading TaTa Tuesday
Anarie Brady 