Shimmering Muse posted this amazing poem on her blog and I love it so much I have to share it here. To the Woman She Is, Take up space….not to shrink, but to claim your place.Inhabit your body like the universeit was always destined to be. You were never meant to fade,never meant to dim … Continue reading International Women’s Day & Submission
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Getting Ready for Training (A Draft from the Past)
"Open your legs, please," the voice is not unkind, but very firm, and the hands on my ankles are convincing proof that protesting is pointless. Lying on my back, a bit befuddled, i am slow to obey, and the hands push my ankles up and back, which raises my knees to my chest and hands … Continue reading Getting Ready for Training (A Draft from the Past)
Training of a Submissive
He reaches in his tool box. “These are nipple clamps,” He says, holding them out like Exhibit A. Adjustable nipple clamps with spring action “Here,” he hands them to me, “Look at them. Take your time. Really get to know them.” The chain makes a little noise as it pools in my hand, and that … Continue reading Training of a Submissive
At His Feet, Part 2
It seemed like I stood there for a very long time, but it was probably only ten or fifteen minutes. I thought about the many time he had me stand in the foyer just like this. Twelve years we’d been together, and I loved him so much more now than when we had begun. I … Continue reading At His Feet, Part 2
At His Feet
Another successful group, I thought, as it almost always is. I looked across the room at Sir Kevin. He was seated at the head of the Doms' table, while I headed the table of submissives of course, for the monthly discussion group. Our eyes met and I smiled. My Master, my husband and my lover. … Continue reading At His Feet
To Obey, Part 4
When he had finished my spanking, I was a puddle of submission, my body drained of all willfulness, settled into a sense of belonging. He owned me now and I would have done anything he asked of me. But I longed to taste his cock. Don't misunderstand, I would have loved for him to fuck … Continue reading To Obey, Part 4
To Obey, Part 3
I had begun to think that Sir had lost interest in me, and started to feel foolish, posed like this, just waiting. Ridiculous, I thought, that I'm just stuck here while he does whatever. Is this what it means to be submissive? Cause maybe I'm just stupid, I dunno... I was so busy arguing with … Continue reading To Obey, Part 3
To Obey, Part 2
10 minutes in the corner doesn't sound very long, unless you're the one doing the 10 minutes. It seemed like an hour to me, standing in that slightly uncomfortable position, carefully maintaining the poseture he had set, waiting for the promised "good, hard spanking." I knew that I was supposed to focus on what I … Continue reading To Obey, Part 2
A Bit of Warmth for the Holidays
We were Face-Timing, my Sir and I. He was away on business; he'd already been gone a week, and it would be another week before he made it back home. I was missing him dreadfully. He enjoyed hearing how much I missed him although, of course, I was not allowed to complain about his absence. … Continue reading A Bit of Warmth for the Holidays
A Kinky Retreat – Part 6
I didn't want to go the lunchroom, I didn't know any of the other people here and my head was reeling a bit from the sudden change in plans and new status. So I was relieved when Ms. Kirsty had lunch brought to us instead. It was a light lunch - chicken salad sandwich on … Continue reading A Kinky Retreat – Part 6
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