I’ve been struggling to write about my recent experiences with my Sir. I don’t know exactly why I’m struggling. There are some things between us that are too private to share, but there are others that aren’t. But there’s not a lot of ups and downs or difficulty. And I’m not sure you want to … Continue reading Deepening
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Taking Care of Myself
If you’re looking for a post on self-care, you are not in the right place. “Taking care of myself” is my preferred euphemism for self-pleasuring. Also known as playing with myself. Or masturbation, which I think is an ugly word for a very satisfying experience. Anyhow. If you’ve been reading here a while, you probably … Continue reading Taking Care of Myself
The Rest of the Story
I realized that my last post stopped halfway through the story. I finished writing it and was still a bit angsty. But that's not how I was feeling when I posted it. Before I hit "Publish", I shared it with my Sir. I do that when I write about him. He hasn’t told me to … Continue reading The Rest of the Story
On Being Submissive
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
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
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 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…
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