Tonight, I have a choices.Of course, each choice has a consequence and I do not have the choice of consequence. Only Mr. Bradley has that choice. I don't even know what the consequences will be. Some will be pleasant, others unpleasant (at least to begin with). Honestly thought, every choice is pleasant when Mr. Bradley … Continue reading Every Choice has a Consequence
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Never Say No
"Show Me." Please, no. "You know better than to tell me 'no'. If you object, use your safe word. Otherwise, obey." Isn't it enough that my nipples are so prominent? "I'm waiting and you're increasing your punishment for making me wait. Is that what you want?" No "Ah, that word again. Remind me again, what … Continue reading Never Say No
For His Pleasure
We live on a farm, which I absolutely adore. No near neighbors, just the chickens, ducks, and sheep. We don't farm the 10 acres, we just raise the animals, sell the eggs, wool, and sheep's milk. We love having the land around us, the meadows, the trees. So, when Farmer asked if I'd like to … Continue reading For His Pleasure
Superbowl Service
Matthew loves football and so, we always host a Superbowl Party. This year, though, it's all of his friends he invited, only those familiar with our lifestyle. For this, I was grateful, because I was to serve his friends in a particular style. I was to wear a grater belt and stockings plus heels. Nothing … Continue reading Superbowl Service
Pushing to the Next Level
He has tested me before, but never like this. Perhaps "test" isn't the right word. "Train" might be more accurate. We've discussed and we've both agreed. We need to take my submission to the next level. Yes, I'm obedient and No, Mister never crosses my limits. Therein lies the issue. We're at a point were … Continue reading Pushing to the Next Level
Tea Time Tradition
We have begun a new practice which, I hope, will become a tradition. Thursday has always been our Day of Recogning. You see, Milord and I do not live together, which suits us both. We chat daily, see each other several times a week, go on dates, stay at each other's homes, but Thursday is … Continue reading Tea Time Tradition
TGIF BDSM style
It's Friday afternoon - which means TGIF. Now, I don't go out with co-workers to celebrate the weekend, I go home. Straight home. I CANNOT be late! Mister is always home about an hour before I am and if I'm even one minute late on Fridays, I get punished. I LOVE this because I can't … Continue reading TGIF BDSM style
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
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
Blind Pleasure
He enjoys her disobedience as much as her obedience.
Anarie Brady 