She'd passed - with flying colours! Still, she'd spoken out of turn and that deserved reprimand. She knew this, accepted this, even asked for it. Upon completion of the flogging I released her. She dropped to her knees, looked up at me, and said, "I spoke. I broke a rule. Please accept my apology. If … Continue reading Are you Frightened? Reprimand 2
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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
Are you frightened! Reprimand 1
Are you frightened? Instruction Are you frightened? Entrance She's frightened now, knowing her first reprimand is about to happen. She's still blindfolded, and will be the entire night. She has no voice unless she chooses to use her safeword, which everyone in this room will respect and protect. Nonetheless, she used her hands when she … Continue reading Are you frightened! Reprimand 1
Are you frightened? Entrance
She knows what she's getting into. We, in fact, have been guests here when a submissive has been debuted in just such a way. I remember well just how entranced she was, watching the young man, blindfolded, silent, and so very perfect, gracefully and stoically be displayed, touched, used (but not abused or harmed!) by … Continue reading Are you frightened? Entrance
Invasion
Prepare for "Invasion" he tells me. The first "Attack" will come at 4:00 p.m. At first, I was confused. Then I understood. He was going to "invade". I was at home, having gotten a sweet schedule from work which actually allowed me four days off in a row. Darkness had been hinting for several months … Continue reading Invasion
Sting
Sting" I HATE my body. It's too bumpy in places that it should be smooth. My boobs point down instead of out. The laugh lines around my mouth do not make me smile. I went on like this for some time until finally Sir had had enough. My words, he said, stung his heart. … Continue reading Sting
Birthday Gift
I can't believe he wasn't here for my birthday. I just can't. He's ALWAYS here for my birthday. This year, though, a family emergency called him away and so he was across the freakin' country. I may or may not have went off on a rant about him abandoning me or something like that last … Continue reading Birthday Gift
Diary of a Domme. Keeping HIM Secured
Robert has been a bit out of sorts lately, and that has been my fault. I've been overlooking one of his needs. Sure, he has his Daily Duties to perform - washing my hair, licking my body dry after the shower, worshipping my feet when I get home from work, and giving me at least … Continue reading Diary of a Domme. Keeping HIM Secured
What Lies Beneath – 2
He does have an eye for elegance, Milord. He sent me a gift this morning with specific instructions. He is particular about publically my submission. I am, thank God, to dress demurely in public - at least my outer clothes. My underclothing, however, is another matter entirely. What people can't see won't offend, and we … Continue reading What Lies Beneath – 2
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