I am sitting on the deck of this lovely air bnb overlooking the river. Watching large commercial ships, a steamboat full of tourists, and little motorboats blasting music parade by me. Walkers and joggers too, on the walkway, never more than a few at a time. The street lights illuminate them, and I am hidden … Continue reading The Ritual – Release
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The Ritual – Enactment
{The first part of this story is here.} I begin with the wooden spoon, tapping lightly at first, then not so lightly, covering all of my bottom, even the sit spots. I have been given very clear directions: this should be a thorough warm up, but not last too long. When I begin to feel … Continue reading The Ritual – Enactment
The Ritual – Preparation
I bathe first, washing and rinsing myself with care. Trying to stay focused, not to think about what comes next. The implements are already laid out on the bed. The wooden spoon, the hanger, the belt, the tawse. And the dildo, the little pink vibrating dildo. He is not here, but he has given me … Continue reading The Ritual – Preparation
I Can’t Tell You
Sometimes, I spill all my secrets, tell all my stories. Sometimes, I hold them tight inside, barely voicing them to myself. I share the sting of the hanger. "Two sets of twelve," he says, "On both sides." I bring you with me for the whoosh of the belt, landing with a firm whack, leaving a … Continue reading I Can’t Tell You
Parking at Archery Camp
I'd been home about a week before I started feeling a longing for more kink. Or for spankings. To feel more of my Sir's control. Yes, I have still have all my rules and protocols and lots of connection with my Sir. And I just needed alone time for another spanking. I know, that might … Continue reading Parking at Archery Camp
The Adventure: Reconnecting…
This was an adventure I didn't want. A trip to visit MP's relatives near Where-We-Used-to-Live to celebrate his daughter's graduation. Two days of driving the mobility van to spend three days there (in two different small towns) and two days of driving home. His family is fine, they're good people, we like each other. And … Continue reading The Adventure: Reconnecting…
Deepening
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
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
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