It is a strange thing, being submissive. Yesterday, I got it in my head that my Sir wasn’t interested in a power exchange with me anymore. It started with a thought. “Hmmm, I didn’t do this one thing I’m supposed to do and he didn’t notice.” Then I started building a whole story about it. … Continue reading On Being Submissive
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All the Rules
I have rules. I started to say ‘lots of rules,’ but I don’t know what ‘lots’ means to you. I know it is a lot of rules for me. Not just random rules either. Not rules designed so that I’ll inevitably break them and get punished. These rules are for my own good. Seriously. My … Continue reading All the Rules
The Weekend – Part Two
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
Good Things…
Good things come to those who wait. That’s what they say anyhow. And sometimes, it’s true. Almost 4 years ago, I stumbled across a picture used as a banner on pixabay. I was really taken with it. It had a purple butterfly on one side and some simple grass and flowers on the other, and … Continue reading Good Things…
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
A Submissive Spirit
I am driven by a need to describe what submission is for me. You may have already noticed that, since that may be the heart of my blog. But there have only been bits and pieces of time when I was in a D/s relationship. The rest of it is mostly longing and fantasy. I … Continue reading A Submissive Spirit
The Conversation
This is the third in a series of posts. The first is In the Corner; the second is Out of the Corner. But you don’t have to read the first two to enjoy this one. After the very hard spanking, he cuddled her on his lap for a long time. The he patted her bottom … Continue reading The Conversation
Out of the Corner
It was an even more repentant submissive who came out of the corner. Between the plug and the corner, she was glowing, happy to do anything he asked of her. He had removed the plug, but that lovely sense of submission remained. ”Here,” he said, pointing at the floor in front of him. He was … Continue reading Out of the Corner
It’s Not a Chastity Belt, But…
If you read my friend Nijntje's blog, (and if you don’t, you should), then you know that her Master has required her to wear her chastity belt again for some specified hours of the day. It’s a lovely part of their dynamic. I don’t have a chastity belt (although I wonder about it when I … Continue reading It’s Not a Chastity Belt, But…
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
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