Yep. Bad. Not just Bad. Terrible. I was feeling neglected by Uncle and so I intentionally broke a few rules - some REALLY important ones. Now, I'm not feeling neglected at all. I'm feeling ashamed, humiliated, loved, protected and sorry. Which rules did I break? Don't Lie to Uncle Don't be out past 9 p.m. … Continue reading I’ve been a Bad Girl
bondage
Date Night – 5
I've done it. Taken everything like a good girl. I'm so filled with need now I can barely stand. Uncle unchains me, removes the chain from my teeth. He adjusts the ropes on my writs and spreads them wide. I can't stop myself from begging. Begging for him to fuck me, to let me come, … Continue reading Date Night – 5
Date Night – 3
"Now give me your hands." I held them out to him. I felt rough rope being tied around them and then I was facing the wall. Uncle had installed pulleys into the ceiling. He kept ropes attached to these which came in useful for his woodworking hobby as well as for my bondage. With the … Continue reading Date Night – 3
Date Night – 4
I'm not sure how, but I was a good girl for Uncle. I cried and I wiggled, but I did not speak, nor did I turn around in a vain attempt to avoid his belt. He had been in no mood for mercy, so by bottom was on fire and, I had no doubt, was … Continue reading Date Night – 4
Submitting to Milord – 2
Each day I have submitted my power more and more to Milord. I'm grateful that he has gone about my transformation slowly - just as I requested - because if he had wanted me to do what I did today on the very first day here, I would have walked away. But now, on the … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 2
Submitting to Milord – 1
I can here willingly. I am not afraid do be here, I do not feel subjugated. I am certainly no captive. Nonetheless, I am bound. In one way or another I will remain bound in some physical way as a reminder of my psychological binding to Milord. You see, I was beginning to become too … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 1
Fireworks
Happy Birthday, America. To celebrate, Mister and I had a lovely romp this morning, complete with a nice long spanking, a good, strong fucking, and lots of hot, slow kissing. Then, we went for a walk in the woods behind our property, enjoyed a picnic, and then Mister wanted to practice some new Shibari techniques. … Continue reading Fireworks
Lesson in Humility – 2
Day 2 As promised, Mister again reinforced his lesson of what I can control and what I can't. Yesterday, he promised to use my intestines as a means to teach that lesson and I was, no doubt, terrified! (Did I mention Mister has a way with words, a way which can elicit the exact response … Continue reading Lesson in Humility – 2
Spring Rules – Enforced
Damn it! Already I broke a rule and just as promised, Mister's reprisal was swift, merciless, but also fair. Which rule did I break? The one where I was to drop to my knees as soon as he came home from work. It wasn't my fault. Okay, so maybe it WAS my fault. I had … Continue reading Spring Rules – Enforced
Needing a Revew
Boy do I have a deal for you. I will give you and advanced copy of Tasting Pleasure (release date is February 2) and all you have to do is comment that you would like it. Oh, and promise to write a review - that's it! Tasting Pleasure has been re-released and updated from it's … Continue reading Needing a Revew
