The clothes pins went on. Tight. Pinching. Painful. But the pleasure of his voice praising me combined with the pain cause a gush of pleasure and pride in my body. This is all part of my training. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. Until he enters me, that is. Then, I explode. … Continue reading Pride in Him
Isolation Challenge – Monday’s Delivery Isolation Challenge – Accepted Zero Hour. Almost. Jean stood, still naked as she had been since accepting Monroe's challenge on Monday, beside her completed outfit, a once 7 pound outfit now whittled down to a mere 2 pounds. This was NOT as easy as it may sound. For the … Continue reading Isolation Challeng; Completed
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 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.
Let's try something new, he said. It'll be fun, he said. Damned if he wasn't right! Again! Milord purchased several large temporary tattoos and "jewels" to add to the design. I was to lie flat on my tummy while he applied them - something that would take about 30 minutes or so. This, obviously, would … Continue reading Temp Tat
New Year Rules 2020 Back in February, Milord, as per our rules, sent me text: Session tonight. Eat a light, early dinner. Wear your cupless bra, a button shirt, skirt, and collar. Be standing in the play room blindfolded by 7:00 p.m. Expect a few friends. And so, I did as he said. Preparing for … Continue reading Obedience
Keri giggled, running from Joe, thinking she was being funny. It was early in the morning - 5:00 a.m. - and Keri had begged him to go with her to the semi-private beach, sure no one else would be around at that ungodly hour - for a quick swim and to search for pretty shells. … Continue reading Remember the Sunscreen
He knows I hate this. This waiting. Which is precisely why he does it. I've broken no rule and today is not Maintenance Day, but he has chosen to have me stand her, facing the wall, as he relaxes from his work day. It is his right, a right I have given to him. And … Continue reading What will he do?