"Seriously?" I asked, astounded yet also intrigued. "Absolutely. Now, bend over, elbows on the table, feet spread wide." We had just finished making love and my pussy was still leaking the results of such a delightful morning activity. I was wearing only my robe and beginning to prep food for our Thanksgiving feast. It was … Continue reading Stuffed
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Foxy Lady – 3
Foxy Lady Foxy Lady – 2 I woke up to the smell of hot tea and frying fish. After taking care of my private needs, I found myself again kneeling next to Master Sean as he fed me breakfast. Once I had eaten and drunk my fill, he spread his legs. I licked my lips. "Yes, … Continue reading Foxy Lady – 3
Foxy Lady – 2
Foxy Lady When I wake up, Master Sean has a fragrant soup steaming over the fire. He pours it into a large bowl and beckons to me. I begin to stand, but he holds up his hand. "Vixens crawl, not walk." I sink down to the ground, now swept free of sharp stones and sticks … Continue reading Foxy Lady – 2
No No Day – Part 2
I lay on the table, Sheila stroking my hair. She actually winced each time her husband, Bil, landed a strip from his came on my backside. Unlike many Doms, Bil preferred to start with the most sensitive area, the sit spot. With each strip, I clasped my hands to the end of the table, yelped, … Continue reading No No Day – Part 2
No No Day
"You will not use the word 'no' today. Naturally, feel free to use your safeword, but find another phrase or word for 'no'. Never Say No "yes, milord." "Well done. Now, put on a sundress and sandals. We're going shopping." "Right this way, ma'am," the salesperson of the exclusive dress shop said. "Micah has already … Continue reading No No Day
A very, very good life
"So, did that hurt much?" Josie asked giving my breasts a pointed look. "No, the actual piercing didn't," Barra answered, "but they did take forever to heal completely and that was annoying." Josie took a bite of her sandwich, chewed thoughtfully, then said, "I just can't believe you aren't embarrassed. I mean any and everyone … Continue reading A very, very good life
Cold, Hard, Steel – Sunday
Sunday - the Day of Retribution. The day I atone for my mistakes from Friday and Saturday. The morning began with me waking up after Boss. He had left a note on his pillow: Come to my office immediately. do not stop by the bathroom. Do not dress. I groaned and did as he said … Continue reading Cold, Hard, Steel – Sunday
Cold, Hard Steel – Saturday
Last night, Boss had me wearing metal lingerie, a metal collar, and a metal butt plug. The plug, by my choice, stayed in all night. Which meant, I woke up early and horny as a tom cat! As soon as I awoke, I slipped out of bed, peed, and then crawled under the covers. Without … Continue reading Cold, Hard Steel – Saturday
Cold, Hard Steel – Friday
The weekend is all about steel. Cold, Hard Steel. I am allowed to wear more than just steel, but only with permission. To begin, I went to Boss's apartment directly after work. I showered, shaved, made sure everything - inside and out - were scrupulously clean. Luckily, I get off work at 3 while Boss … Continue reading Cold, Hard Steel – Friday
The Secret Room
Steven is, in addition to a magnificent lover and no nonsense Dominant, a brilliant carpenter. He bult a wardrobe in our front entryway. Once side is actually for hanging coats, hats, and umbrellas, but there, always locked, is a secret door to His private place. The room is decorated in a Victorian Gentleman's bedchamber style. … Continue reading The Secret Room
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