"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
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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
The Punishment – Part V
i don't know if he will start with the crop or the paddle, so i'm just waiting, holding my breath. And then - whack! It is the paddle, landing directly in the middle of my ass, crossing both cheeks. i make this noise, well, it's like a "whoosh" as my breath leaves my body, and … Continue reading The Punishment – Part V
The Punishment – Part IV
For a moment, i'm lost in remembering last night, the stories i had to read, and my longing to feel connected to Master. And then the memory fades, i'm back in the present, kneeling in front of him. The crop and a paddle, that's what he wants. And i can feel it now, the longing … Continue reading The Punishment – Part IV
The Punishment – Part III
The Punishment – Part II
It doesn't take me long to find my willingness. All i have to do is remember the night before. He had walked up behind me as i was playing on my computer. "What are you doing?" he asks, his voice deceptively mild. i shut the window. Quickly. Don't want him to see that i'm on … Continue reading The Punishment – Part II
The Punishment
In my fantasy, i'm kneeling. Hands resting lightly on my thighs, palms up. Thighs slightly parted. i keep my eyes lowered. At other times, we might be equals, laughing together. Not now. Now, i am forbidden to look him in the eye without permission. i am naked, except for the collar and cuffs. i … Continue reading The Punishment
Olivia 