The belt is the warm-up, although we pause between rounds. Stripped of my clothes, the belt folded over in one hand, I am slipping deeper into obedience and submission. Maybe it is a form of subspace, this total focus on doing what he tells me to do. He directs me slowly. "Put the belt down, … Continue reading The Weekend – Part Two
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The Weekend
"Pull your pants down to your knees." "Yes, Sir." "Now your panties, yes, down to your knees. Now, lift your sweater. I want to see my belt." I obey. Standing in front of him, still wearing my sweater, shoes and socks, but exposed from my waist to my knees, his leather belt encircling me. "There's … Continue reading The Weekend
The Tawse Two
I was planning to go to the grocery when I realized I was alone in the house. I put my keys back on the key rack. Thought about where everyone had gone, estimating when they might be back. I messaged Sir. I think I'm alone now. The chorus of this song played in my head: … Continue reading The Tawse Two
And The Tawse, Oh, My
Yes, that's belts and spoons and The Tawse, oh, my... Meet The Tawse. The Tawse is about 15 inches long, thick and somewhat stiff. And you can see that it's split at the end, then each part of it is split again. Before this week, I had only used it very briefly, just long enough … Continue reading And The Tawse, Oh, My
More on the Spoon
When I start to write about Sir, and the things we do, I hit this pocket of resistance. Internally, that is. I can’t find the words, I can’t quite capture the feeling. Where do I start? We had planned this time for weeks. I have very little privacy so live time on video is precious. … Continue reading More on the Spoon
Delilah’s Adventures with Master Graham: Exploration
This is Part IV of a story that started as a snippet from my drafts long ago. Thanks to James X Morgan’s interest in the story, we’re continuing to co-create Delilah’s adventures with Master Graham. You can find the posts here on my blog, and on James’ blog Tall Tales. Part 1, originally named A … Continue reading Delilah’s Adventures with Master Graham: Exploration
Crops and Floggers and Belts, Oh, My!
I found myself mentally chanting those words, bent over the bed, ass exposed, waiting for the flogging to begin... It was leather night, very exciting after last week's wood night. It's not that I don't enjoy paddles. I do. But not quite as much or as hard as Sir planned (and carried out.) Of course, … Continue reading Crops and Floggers and Belts, Oh, My!
Last Night’s Menu
In our earliest efforts at D/s life, spankings often happened with my hands restrained over my head - there was actually a hook in the wall specifically for that purpose. In the beginning, I ended up feeling like his spanking lacked energy and enthusiasm. When he tried to adjust that, he ended up just whaling … Continue reading Last Night’s Menu
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Sir's inner sadist has been awakened. Today is Maintenance Day. Before our time together, Sir sends me an email with an outline of what to expect that evening. I do appreciate that. So part of the email for today included this: Tonight’s All You Can Eat menu will be Appetizers- Wooden spoon … Continue reading Omg
A Poem for the Day
There once was a Dom who lived in a shoeHis sub was so naughty, he didn’t know what to do.So he whipped off his belt, which filled her with dread,Spanked her quite soundly,and put her to bed. Good night y’all! 💜 Photo by Caleb Oquendo on Pexels.com
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