i don't know what to say, all i can think is that i've been open and honest and now it turns out he doesn't want me, doesn't think i have anything to offer him. My throat is so tight i couldn't talk if he tried to make me, and my chest hurts and if i … Continue reading i imagine (8)
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i'm still reeling from the spanking, and have fallen deep into that submissive space where i can no longer think straight, or really think at all. i'm desperately longing for more touch, but i also want desperately to please Sir Martin. So when he says, "I'll ask you again. In terms of what you need … Continue reading i imagine (7)
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"Oh," i'm so relieved, i know the answer to this question. "i come here because of all that other stuff! The yoga and meditation classes and the support group, even the foreced gardening." i laugh at the thought of my pathetic gardening skills. "i love submission, but no, i wouldn't come here just for that. i'm … Continue reading i imagine (6)
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Sir Martin pulls me to my feet, a hand on my arm, a hand in my hair, he holds me close. "Yes," he says. "Yes, you may enter, and yes, I'll do those things." He looks to David, "What do we do next? Is there more protocol?" David shakes his head, "Not now," he says. … Continue reading i imagine (5)
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My heart is racing; my mouth is dry. Being asked for my opinion like this is as bad as having to cut my own switch - almost a punishment in itself. Sir Martin waits, head cocked, smiling slightly, as if he's just interested in my answer. At last, i say, "Of course, Sir, the correct … Continue reading i imagine (4)
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i hear the door open behind me, but still i wait. i breathe and let the discomfort roll through me and away. This is where i'm supposed to be, and the way i'm supposed to wait. There is no need to feel embarrassed. "This is Olivia." It's David's voice. "Very nice." A voice i don't know, … Continue reading I imagine (3)
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The last passenger is a man. An older man, but he is jogging effortlessly, and almost bounds up the steps, small suitcase in hand. Not bad looking, just a bit scruffy, intense eyes, kind of the type i like. Not that it matters, for all i know, he's submissive. Jamie waits til the new … Continue reading i imagine (2)
All Work…
...and no play makes Jill a dull girl. Makes me a dull girl. i imagine... ...i catch the van to the Center each time - well, there isn't really another way to get to the part i go to. You have to be blindfolded, and it would be hard to drive that way. They have … Continue reading All Work…
Training – Part III
{If you're just now joining us, Part I is here, and Part II is here.} i don't know how long i kneel waiting for Sir Michael, my lover, and Sir Joseph, a virtual stranger, to finish their whiskey and tea. It is Sir Michael who comes back to me first. "It's time to choose," he … Continue reading Training – Part III
Training – Part II
i had not noticed that the woman who let us in had come back into the room. She is carrying a tray with two cups and what i imagine can only be a pot of tea. She sets the tray down on a small table and then turns to Sir Joseph. "What else would you … Continue reading Training – Part II
Olivia 