We slept for a few hours, then I awoke and took her again, leaving the anal plug in her. She was exhausted, but opened her legs at my touch. Because she was still half asleep, I ignored her murmurings, especially since they mostly consisted of YES, Oh God, Thank you, and my name. After we … Continue reading 24 Hours of Surrender
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Punished for his Pleasure
Punished upon his PleasureI was immobilized. Cuffed and chained to the hearth, legs forced apart by the spreader bar. Ankles tied in place. I was bent over, a plug in my ass, my pussy open and a gag in my mouth. As per Milord's pleasure, two holes filled. "Number!" I closed my eyes. I couldn't … Continue reading Punished for his Pleasure
Humiliation – check in
The Reverend has been as good as his word - as I knew he would be. A few weeks ago he put me in a 3 day long intensive humiliation boot camp. I came out of it happy, definined, submissive, and content. He also promised that he would never again let me become as bossy, … Continue reading Humiliation – check in
The 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 Sunday of Advent – Bondage
Nips to the Front
So a few weeks ago, Sir decided (with my consent) to have my nipples pierced. This slowed down the Summer Rules 2017 of nipple play until they healed which, I'm happy to say, they now are. That means that once again, my nipples are ready to be played with daily. I was allowed to wear a bra … Continue reading Nips to the Front
Dominant Diary
Her tears are necessary. Do I enjoy making her cry? Actually, I do. No, I am not cruel, but I am observant and thorough. I know that if she doesn't cry during a session, she won't feel satisfied. Her tears are cathartic for her. She does not cry easily, so it is my duty as … Continue reading Dominant Diary
Caravan Crack Down
I've written of my caravan here. Yesterday, I became reminded of Milord's rules regarding my sanctuary. Yesterday, I was reminded my I need Milord. Yesterday, I broke the rules. Today, I'm grateful for Milord's strong hand, strong rules, and strong love. As per our agreement, I gave Milord his invitation asking him to come visit me at … Continue reading Caravan Crack Down
No Mercy for breaking rules
He looked at me. Just stared. Crap. "Um. Don't you like it?" "That's not the point. We have a rule and you've broken it. Badly." Shit. He's right. I knew I was breaking a rule when I walked into the beauty salon. When I sat in the chair. When I said I wanted a short … Continue reading No Mercy for breaking rules
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