This morning, just like every morning since Memorial Day and at least until Labor Day, Sir clamped my nipples. He also buckled my collar on me - the OBVIOUS collar, not the pretty one that can easily double as a necklace. This one eve has a ring in front to which he can, if he … Continue reading Summer Submission
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Following Rules – Free the Nips
So one of my Summer Rules 2017 is that my nipples be clamped every morning and that I am not allowed to wear a bra unless specifically given permission. I don't really like this on hand because my nipples are ridiculously large (my opinion, not Milord's!) and I find the looks from other people embarrassing. On the … Continue reading Following Rules – Free the Nips
Lunch with the Boss
The Story begins here. At precisely 1:00 p.m. I knocked on Mister's door. I'd already greeted his assistant, Barry, but I never just walked into Mister's office. I always knocked and waited. Mister had taught me this lesson a few months ago, but that's a story for another day. When I heard him bid me … Continue reading Lunch with the Boss
Obedience – 2
We arrive at the club and Milord buys me a drink, for which I am grateful. This soothes me, helps to settle my jitters. Milord chats a bit with people, but I say nothing. If I speak, I will be punished right here, right now. I've made this mistake in the past and have no … Continue reading Obedience – 2
Punished with Pearls
How, I ask myself, could He possibly use pearls for punishment. If anyone can, though, it would be Him. He is nothing if not creative. For the next seven days, I will wear pearls. Constantly. As in 24/7. Sounds lovely, right? Think again. Think of how difficult it is to walk with pearl panties, the … Continue reading Punished with Pearls
Game Night
I'd cleaned the house and arranged the bar. All the appetizers were placed in an attractive arrangement on our round, walnut high table. Our game of Cards against Humanity was out. Now, all that I needed to do to finish preparing for game night was get myself dressed. I showered, shaved, and threw on a … Continue reading Game Night
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
Corrected
I KNEW it wouldn't be long before I broke the No Masturbation Spring Rules. Sure enough Milord was gone for a full week and that was just too tempting. I was fine the first night alone, and the second, and the third. But then came the fourth night and I missed him SO FREAKING MUCH!!!! Then … Continue reading Corrected
Diary of a Dominant
Diary of a Dominant began here. Today, I continue with the free admission that thoughts of my Lovely often distract me. I'm very good at compartmentalizing my thoughts, but some days, that's damn near impossible. Today is one such day. It began last night, actually. When I got home from work, I was in a playful … Continue reading Diary of a Dominant
Long Wear – Ending
It's been over 24 hours since Sir put the hollow plug inside of me. I admit I deserved it and I admit I deserve the extra time over the promised 24 hours. Yes, I'm writing this as part of my punishment as well. Let me explain. Sir took me for a walk after filling the … Continue reading Long Wear – Ending
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