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 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
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