"I don't want a tattoo on my breasts!" Jeanette whined. Never before had Will pushed so heard. "Will you trust me?" he asked quietly. "I DO trust you, it's just that I don't want. . . " she muttered. He held up a hand. "Look, if you truly want this DD to work, you need … Continue reading Trust in Him
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King’s Court
Shiela knew what had been in store for her. She'd read the script - the actual script King had written and she had edited. Actually, it was more of a detailed scenario rather than a script with assigned lines. To begin, was the trial. She was, nonetheless, a tad bit nervous which added to her … Continue reading King’s Court
New use for Carpet Beater
I have a penchant for beautiful yet useful things. Carpet beaters are an example of this. In fact, I have a whole collection of them hanging in our foyer. Guests often comment on them and wonder at the amount of work it would have taken to clean all the rugs in a house back in the … Continue reading New use for Carpet Beater
Dominant Diary – Outside Discipline
She could not have been more of a brat today. Talking back, refusing to do her chores, wearing her pajamas until noon. I ignored her behavior for a while, but it soon became obvious that my Lovely was in need of some serious Discipline. I called her to my office, a sure sign that we … Continue reading Dominant Diary – Outside Discipline
Dress For Success
He couldn't be serious. I held up the very sheer dress and shook my head. Then, I looked at his text again. wear what is in the bag and ONLY what is in the bag. Fail, and the consequences will be swift. Shit. He was serious. I pulled the practically transparent dress over my head. Naturally, … Continue reading Dress For Success
Naked Submission
This weekend, I promised to do whatever He wished, to be the perfect submissive. I really want to be a better submissive, and I'd hoped this would jump start my mindset. If I failed, I said - and wrote - a list of ways he could punish me. Who knew that I would screw up … Continue reading Naked Submission
Pillory
She stood, bent, her head and wrists locked in the pillory. She knew her guilt. She had tempted the Man. Flirted outrageously. Now, she was His prisoner. Wasn't this, after all, what she had desired? To be owned, taken, enjoyed by Him? This, however, was not at all how she had envisioned the end result. … Continue reading Pillory
A Man’s Responsibility
Sometimes, a Man needs to take control. Like tonight. Missy was ridiculously bitchy when I got home from work, crabbing about one thing then another. I waiting all through dinner for her to lighten up, but she never did, not even when I complimented her cooking - which was delicious! - took are of the … Continue reading A Man’s Responsibility
Pick A Box – 2
Janice stared intently at the two remaining box, uncertain. Finally, she pointed to the largest. "Open it." Biting her lip, she did as Clark said. When she saw the plug that would be inside of her for at least 7 hours, she gave a little hiccup. If she thought yesterday had been challenging, this would … Continue reading Pick A Box – 2
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)
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