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Long Distance Discipline
Sir is gone, out of the country, but that doesn't mean I serve him less. No, it simply means I serve him differently. I keep an online journal which I must update daily by 8:00 p.m. My rules are still in place, and so I must tell him if I have broken any. I also … Continue reading Long Distance Discipline
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
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Chain ganged
J has finished her extended discipline session. We're both happier. We've also decided that we need to incorporate more of the things she's learned into our regular lives more often. As a gift to her for overcoming her fear of chains, I've given her an anklet - anodized titanium. That baby's not going to break, … Continue reading Chain ganged
Chain Gang
She's perfect, my J. Sunday, she agreed to a week long discipline session. This does not mean constant punishment. There is a difference between discipline and punishment. She's broken no rules, so there is no punishment involved. First off, she needs to get over her body image issues, and so I told her no clothes for … Continue reading Chain Gang
I’ve been a Bad Girl
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
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 – 2
Uncle removed my bra. He then walked me over to stand with my back to a wall. The rough wood scrapped, but was smooth enough that I didn't worry about splinters. He sucked on my nipples and I moaned. I swear that every nerve in my body begins with my nipples! He tugged and bit … Continue reading Date Night – 2
Anarie Brady 