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
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Hotel Rules
I know the rules, really I do. While in a hotel - anywhere in a hotel, I am to be elegant, well dressed, obedient, never cross my legs, never wear panties, never order a meal or drink for myself. In the room itself, I will be nude, obedient, and submissive in the extreme in addition … Continue reading Hotel Rules
Bells on my Nips
Last winter I finally agreed to have my nipples pierced. This was something Mister had wanted for a long time, but I was hesitant. Like most ideas, he was right. Now that they have completely healed, I LOVE the fact that he can play with them in brand new ways. For example, today he attached … Continue reading Bells on my Nips
Art Exposed
You look lovely, now stop fidgeting. I'm sorry. I'm just not used to being this exposed, especially not at an art opening. Well now, that's good. But I like you this exposed and you did agree to it. I know. And I'll keep my word. About everything. I wasn't complaining, Sir, just tell you how … Continue reading Art Exposed
Lesson in Humility – 3 (Final)
Today was my third day of confinement in the Room and forced nudity. Tomorrow, I will be given free roaming of the house and one article of clothing of Mister's choice (I'm hoping for a dress!). Today, though, I still must endure correction for overspending and then lying about it. On day one, he used … Continue reading Lesson in Humility – 3 (Final)
Protected: Paying for my Wants
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First Class Boot Camp
We walked into this beautiful hotel. At least I think it's beautiful. My Ard Ri (aka my lover and dominant. When he is in "dominate" mode, I call him him Ard Ri or High King for those of you who are not familiar with this Irish Term) has taped small patches over both of my … Continue reading First Class Boot Camp
Immediate Discipline
I'm in training. I have chosen to be in training. I have asked Milord to enforce strict disciple and he has, happily, agreed. Today was an example. We were driving along - Milord enjoys driving - and suddenly we stopped. We were on a deserted country road and he told me to get out of … Continue reading Immediate Discipline
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
Spring Rules
Spring has sprung and with it new rules. Mister has decreed that the following are my rules. Some are expected, others are not. Since I have been pushing my limits lately, I had very little input on these other than to accept or decline. Naturally, I accepted them all as He wrote them. I have … Continue reading Spring Rules
