It is the coolness in his voice that does it, the way he looks at me when he says, "No. I told you 'no,' and you knew then that there would be punishment if you didn't think I meant it." i can't protest, the gag allows only moans, noises without form. i bow my head. "Down," … Continue reading When He Says No
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Disrespect
"...sheer disrespect." i barely hear the words, it's the tone that makes me look up from my computer, and then the words register, and i think, "oh, shit. i'm in trouble now." "Have you heard a word I've said?" "i'm sorry, Sir -" "Are you working?" "No, Sir. Not really. Just, um, just reading an … Continue reading Disrespect
i imagine (14)
{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} By the time Sir Martin leads me back to my room, i am trembling with longing, wanting more of his caresses, wanting to kneel at his feet again, and wanting to be allowed … Continue reading i imagine (14)
i imagine (13)
{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} He leans forward, stokes her hair, kisses the top of her head. i want to die. "I would make you cum," he says - to her - "but your Sir tells me … Continue reading i imagine (13)
An Open Mind
'What's on your mind?" he asks. Deep in thought, i say, "Nothing, really," but then i hear what i've said and see his face, eyebrows raised. My eyes widen, and i swallow hard, wishing i could take those careless words back. It is, of course, too late. "That's ten," he says casually. "With the crop … Continue reading An Open Mind
So many thoughts…
i found a blog that turned the heat up on a bunch of ideas that have been simmering on a back burner for a long time. i'll link to it as soon as the owner lets me know he's ok with that. He is clearly on a mission, and it's important to me to make sure … Continue reading So many thoughts…
Goals – the next day
i wake up early. i lie there for a minute, trying to remember what's different today. Then it comes to me - oh. Yes. Oh. I want to go to the bathroom, but i can barely get out of bed. One ankle and one wrist are attached to the bed. i could untie myself, theoretically, but … Continue reading Goals – the next day
Stop that
"Stop that," he says. "What?" i look innocent, sound innocent, but i totally know what he's talking about. "THAT," he says, taking my phone out of my hand. "You have been on there for at least an hour now. Are you doing anything besides Facebook?" "Um, actually, um, no, no, Sir. " "I thought you … Continue reading Stop that
Bored
"i'm bored," i say. "Bored?" Sir looks up from the blender engine he's taken apart and is putting back together. "Seems like there's plenty to do around here. Plenty that needs doing anyhow." And he goes back to work, completely focused on the tiny screwdriver and parts in front of him. i huff a little … Continue reading Bored
The Punishment – Part VI
In a heap at his feet, resting my head against his thigh, i am content. The punishment is complete, and i have managed to bring him to orgasm with my mouth. He strokes my head, "Good girl." i'm almost purring with satisfaction, although i haven't been allowed to have an orgasm myself. It's painful when … Continue reading The Punishment – Part VI
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