Maintenance Saturday

Maintenance Saturday. I dread Saturday mornings almost as much as I look forward to them. Some things remain the same. Some change. I present myself in Husband's office, nude, hands behind my back, at precisely 10:00 a.m. I confess whatever I feel I could have done better during that week. He can add to the … Continue reading Maintenance Saturday

Most “hated” punishment

Milord has tasked me with writing about the various punishments and how I feel about them. He asked which of all the punishments he has deemed necessary do I dislike the most. Without question - extended figging!! A few months ago I broke one of our rules. I did not insert a Yoni Egg. Naturally, … Continue reading Most “hated” punishment

Isolation Challenge – Accepted

Isolation Challenge – Monday’s Delivery Jean stood in front of her bed looking down at the only clothing she would have for five days. But, she couldn't wear them. Not yet. she had to somehow reduce five pounds from the jeans and sweater before she could put them on. Sure, she could just start hacking, … Continue reading Isolation Challenge – Accepted

Accepting a Reprimand- Day 1

  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

Missing Mask Mistake – 14 days later

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

Paying for new clothes

So I'm wearing a new skirt today which is beautiful and flowly and comfy and elegant all at the same time. Milord, though, has decided that before I can wear something new, I must "pay" for that privilege. (I'm TOTALLY down with this idea!!!) So, first I must worship his cock and balls - SQUEEEE!!!! … Continue reading Paying for new clothes