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
Dominants
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
To Obey
"Panties off, please." I looked up from my book - what? Panties... Oh. Um. Okaaaay. I stand up, "Yes, Sir." Slide my hands up under my skirt and tug my panties down. He is watching me and I feel quite awkward. I push the silky panties - not quite a thong - over my thighs, … Continue reading To Obey
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
A Kinky Retreat – Part 3
He paused, his hands lightly touching the mask that covered my eyes. "You may put your arms down," he said, "Keep them at your sides." It was a relief to lower them, and I was tempted to cover my body, but I held them carefully out of the way. He removed the blindfold and I … Continue reading A Kinky Retreat – Part 3
Where Has All the Kinky Gone…
Yes, you have to sing that to the tune of Where Have All the Flower Gone. In case you don't know that song: https://youtu.be/jb2GiMSXJsg?si=1FSDbaqohQdQtk2c But maybe the kinky is still here... A Kinky Retreat, Part 2 I heard the doorknob turn, the door opening, and felt the cooler air from the hallway caress my body, … Continue reading Where Has All the Kinky Gone…
Olivia 