This is the second part of the drafts that I never published because I freaked myself out. It still does a little bit...} Master Joshua was holding her leash now. As she stood and turned to face the dining room table, she noticed there was a man already seated on one side of the table. … Continue reading Her Training, Part 5
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Wednesdays and Sundays II (A Draft From the Past)
She waited, her tongue extended, for what seemed like a long time. He stroked his cock, watching her watch him. Finally - “Lick,” he said. She began licking the head of his cock, with the flat of her tongue, as if he were her own personal ice cream cone, savoring each taste. Once his cock … Continue reading Wednesdays and Sundays II (A Draft From the Past)
Going to Sleep Fantasy
I found this draft of a post and thought it would be fun to share. I wrote it three years ago. “The last few nights, I've laid awake for hours before sleep finally showed up. It's my own fault, I was taking NyQuil for this killer summer cold I've had (not covid) and after a … Continue reading Going to Sleep Fantasy
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 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
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…
Rope
I love rope - have i mentioned that? Lol, yes, I know I have. But last night reminded me of how much I love it. Just the sense of being restrained is so lovely. While I was securely tied to a chair, legs open, Sir used a number of strappy toys on me - my … Continue reading Rope
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
Guilt Free
"Come here," he said. Quickly, she put down her book and approached him. He was settled comfortably in his chair, a plush leather recliner. He was not reclining. She hesitated just inside the room, thinking he might need her to bring him something. "Yes, Sir?" "No, come here," he said, gesturing to the kneeling bench … Continue reading Guilt Free
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