Jean was bored. Tired of confinement and self isolation. Sure, Monroe, her dominant was more or less in isolation with her, but HE went to the office three days a week and insisted that either he got to the store or that she had items delivered. "I will not take any chances with you. Especially … Continue reading Isolation Challenge – Monday’s Delivery
Milord has decided that I must write a reflection about the last few days. The first day, as it turned out, was practice. the next THREE days were filled with uncomfortable reprimands which served to make me far more humble and obedient that I have felt in months. Each day I was not allowed out … Continue reading Reprimand -Reviewed
I am not happy with this situation. I am, however, deserving of this situation and, in fact, asked Milord to please correct my behavior however he chose. I was mouthy - like WAAAYYYY mouth. I broke our New Year Rules 2020 and our House Rules. What I did doesn't really matter - just suffice it to say … Continue reading Accepting a Reprimand- Day 1
I have been quarantined strictly for the last 14 days because I did not wear a mask while grocery shopping. The only covering on my body has been my collar and leash. Sure, I could have unbuckled it while Sir was away since my hands are not bound and there are no cameras in the … Continue reading Missing Mask Mistake – 14 days later
This is my fault. My mistake. My blatant disregard for the law and Sir's rule. I went to the grocery store this morning but when I reached into my purse, I notice I had forgotten my mask. We only live 3 miles from the store, so it would have been easy to go back home … Continue reading Missing Mask Mistake.
I looked down and blushed furiously. The whole Yacht Club would now about my piercings! We'd just joined this club and no one really knew us. It was, thank the gods, an adults only club, at least! If it hadn't been, Drake wouldn't have joined I suppose. "Now, go put on your bikini." I did, … Continue reading Wear it proudly
Locked submission – 1After locking the metal plug into place, Milord told me to go clean up my face and to put on a dress and sandals. I closed my eyes and felt my face get as red as I knew my ass was. Still, I was NOT eager for yet another chastisement. He had … Continue reading Locked Submission – 2