Yep. That did it. We have rule. He doesn't wait to discipline me. He does it immediately, even if we are in public. Thankfully, we were at home this time - in our front room. He will spank me with whatever he has available. His belt, a rolled up magazine, his hand, a wooden spoon. In anticipation of my poor behavior, My Lord has prepared and placed various implements in discrete locations in every room of our home. A wooden paddle in a kitchen cabinet, a cane leaning against the fireplace. Tonight, though,he is satisfied with his hand. Oh, and did I mention I must be nude during all discipline sessions? Or as close to nude as possible if it is in public (Yes, he has pulled my skirt up, lowered my drawers and spanked me on a park bench before. He shows no mercy aside from warming up my bottom before the real spanking begins. Twenty swats - ten on each cheek and I'm crying, weeping, begging forgiveness. Finally he stops, rubs my bottom but tells me he has a special corner time planned for me. I nod, but I'm not nervous. Standing in a corner? big deal. I'm not afraid of a corner. Corners don't bother me a bit. Then, reality hits me and I realize he is well aware of this so he must, indeed, have something "special planned.
And he does. I'm still over his lap and I hear him open the drawer to an end table. He fingers my bottom hole and I feel something cold enter it. I squirm and plead. He shushes me and places a hand on my lower back. I feel a cold hardness enter me and I tense up. He smacks my bottom again and I relax and the anal hook enters my hole. He gathers my hair into a ponytail, ties it and then ties the other end to the top of the hook, ensuring that I cannot bow my head. Then, he stands me up. I have tears running down my face and when I reach up to wipe them away, he catches my wrist and loops a rope over it. He then walks me to the large picture window and I panic. I pull against him and he gives me a look which stops me cold. I try to look down, but my tied hair stops me. He attaches first one wrist then the other to the hooks hidden behind the curtains.
Two balls for sucking
Three red cane marks.
This morning, I put on a bra, which is against his rules. I knew this, but I was not expecting him to come to pick me up today. Still, I disobeyed. Luckily, I put on a dress - a simple dark blue, tight, t-shirt style. He tied the rope around me and uses it as a leash, hiking up the front of the dress slightly. My cheeks are bright red from humiliation, but he smiles at me and I nod, indicating that I am fine. Now, we are in the town square. I must remove the bra and hand it to him. He stands me in front of a parking meter and tells me to place my hands behind my head. Then, he raises my dress so that my panties, leash and are breasts are visible to the entire community. 
I see you putting on your make-up to go out with friends. You will enjoy your evening, drink, flirt, but you will think of me. How do I know, Because of that plug I just put in your ass. Every move you make will send reverberations through your body and you will remember me. You will enjoy your evening, but I will always be with you.
I'm wrong. You tie me - spread eagle to the bed. You kiss my bottom, abused as it is. Then, you tell me that my time is not finished. For twenty-two minutes I will be plugged. You hold before my eyes an enormous ginger finger, peeled, dripping with juice. I whimper and whine. I beg but you laugh. You spread my cheeks and push the fig into my anus. Hard. You hold it in place, making sure it does not slip out, despite the notch you have carved. I squirm and cry again. You ignore my struggles. My insides are on fire. burning. the juice searing my tender tissue. I sob, not even bothering trying to subdue my cries. This pleases you. |
| A lovely red wine properly aerated |
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| Her hands either captive or free |
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| A Walk in the woods |
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| Mornings |
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| Natural Fibers |
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| Her acceptance of my need for control |
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| A Desk Job |
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| Spontaneity |
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| Tight places |
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| Good Friends to share my joy with |
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| Surprises |
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| The beauty and freedom of nature |
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| Elegance |
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| His Kiss |
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| The ability to read and a plethora of books |
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| Being treated like a Princess |
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| Creativity |
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| Having the structure I need to feel loved and secure |
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| Sensuality |
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| Feeling beautiful and appreicated |
Honestly, I've never liked giving head. I tend to gag and I don't like the smell. Of course, I've only tried it with two other men. Now, though, Sir has taken it upon himself to train me in this Art. In order to teach me the importance of this and to add another level of control over me, Sir has inserted a small bullet vibrator into my pussy. He carries the remote. So that I cannot take it out or touch myself without his permission, he has also locked a very elegant, comfortable, discrete chastity device. The key is on a small golden chain around his neck. He will unlock me only if I please him with my mouth. This morning, after he had locked me in this device, Sir had me lie on the bed. He knelt above me, his balls dangling over my face. I inhaled and smelled the clean scent of water from His shower and His own male musk. Rather than my previous unpleasant encounters, Sir's scent made me wet immediately. I eagerly kissed and licked his balls while he pinched and tweaked my nipples. I gasped at the pleasure. Sir did not rush me, but let me explore at my own pace. I was not to use my hands, only my mouth. When he first told me this, I was concerned, but my trust in Him overpowered these concerns. His skin was soft, sweet and the balls resilient and lovely. I opened my mouth and encased one with my lips, sucking gently. 
He smiled and i knew i was right. i hate this. i truly hate this. i am humiliated and terrified even though i know everything will turn out just fine. Still, He has never asked me to appear in public like this. True, i will know no one since I will be covered. Still, i've never had my pussy completely bare before, but
I have teased him for months. On-line, texting, pictures. He has been out of the country, TDY, but now, he is home and it is time to face the music. For the last week, he has made love to me gently, beautifully, acquainting himself with my body again. Today, though, is my day of retribution. Veteran's Day. Today I will serve my Veteran in any and all way. I am his prisoner and no quarter will be asked or given. It is chilly outside, but that will makes no difference. To begin, he takes me to the woodshed. Yes, it stores wood for the fireplace, but also is used for a more traditional purpose. He keeps an old chair in the building for just this purpose. To begin, though, He had me walk the wood and cut a handful of switches. I tied them together then presented the bundle to him for his inspection. He was clear that I was to leave the little twigs attached. I kneeled in the chair and he began. Over and over he thrashed my bottom until the twigs began to break. I cried out, the pain searing my bottom, but he did not slow, simply placed a hand on my back to steady me. Only when each of the switches had broken did he stop.
By this time I was sobbing. He gathered me into his arms and comforted me, a kindness which made me sob even more. Then, he carried me inside, lay me gently on the bed. He rubbed ointment on my red bottom and lubed my hole. Then, he took it. He plunged in, balls deep, into my bottom hole. I screamed in surprise and a bit of pain, but he fucked me. Hard. Pulling my hair. I wanted to cum, but he whispered that if I did, he would call his troops over have them watch my next punishment then give me to them for their use. I bit my lip and focused on not cumming. Luckily, he used me hard and fast and came quickly, filling my bowels with his blessed seed. Panting, he lay beside me and pushed my head down so that I could clean his cock and taste his cum.
He will always be mindful of the greatness of the gift she has given Him, her love and trust. He will ensure her safety and health at all times, especially when He knows she is uncomfortable or nervous.
He will gratefully take what she offers and in return give her the love, strength, protection and discipline she craves. 
