Hot Seat

Nope. I'm not in trouble. I've been very good in fact. Still, Milord wanted to try out something new. He calls it the "Hot Seat" and tells me that after this first "experiment" it will be used only for punishment or display. Today, though, he will use it for both to see how it works. I could back out of this, but I won't. I'm curious as well and besides, I love the look of pride on his face when I agree to do something new even though I know I will be pushed to my  limits.

First, he fucks me. No making love, a good, hard fucking. He leaves my pussy in peace (damn it all to hell) and uses my anus. He's not cruel. He used a ton of lube and for that I'm grateful. Still, he took his time and I thought my body would split open. He refused to allow me to cum and this was more than I could manage. Naturally, I failed. When I did, he pumped his seed deep into my body. He then scolded me for having disobeyed a simple command (he's right!) until I was crying from shame.

Next, he pulls me over his lap and lays his hand across my bottom. I couldn't help myself. After the first 10 or so strokes, I pushed my hand over my ass to protect it. MISTAKE!! Now I was in for a real punishment. And a real punishment it was! He told me to pick a number - I HATE this game. If I'm wrong, I guess again until I guess the number he has in mind. For each incorrect guess, he adds another five swats. 10? Nope. 15? Closer, but not. 20? That's it - plus an extra 10 for the two incorrect answers. Milord is not cruel, as I said, but he is strict. Quickly, his hand came down on each cheek, my tender sit spot and my upper thighs - 30 times. I was sobbing by this time, my face a mess of redness and tears. He turned me over, kissed me and told me I'd taken my punishment like a good girl should. Now was the time for the real experiment now. The Hot Seat. He carried me to our walk-in closet and there, in there, in the middle of the room, was a chair. It had adjustable legs so that my legs could pushed together or spread into a wide V. My arms would be restrained as could my neck. But the truly terrifying part? In the center of the seat was an enormous plug. I began to sob and beg and cry, all of which he soothed but ignored. He stood me in front of the chair and told me to sit. The plug would go up my anus and I could adjust the speed in which I went down. Still crying, I did so, slowly. Glory be it was big, but no bigger than I've taken before. Then, he placed my legs on the chair, secured them and spread them wide. He also tied my shoulders to the back of the chair and at this point, I was captive. He laughed, noting how wet my pussy was. He ticked my clit and fingered my cunt until I was screaming for release and then - he stopped. He kissed me and said he'd be back to check on later. I cried and begged him to stay, but he laughed and closed the door. Now, I was in darkness, frustrated, and bound. He kept me this way, edging, tender, checking on me often but never allowing any type of release for hours. Finally, he did release me. I fell to the floor, my anus tender, by beaten bottom hot and I begged for release. He smiled, held my chin up and said, "You may have all the release you want, but only from sucking my cock."

I have a strong feeling that Milord will be using the Hot Seat often.

He Warned Me 2

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He Warned Me.

He warned me. He did. Not once but three times. I chose to ignore his warnings and, instead, teased and flirted and mouthed off. I even dared him to carry through with his warning. And now, here I am. Cuffed to the balcony railing. Waiting. I never thought he'd go through with it, but he is. The doorbell just rang and I can here Joe, Dan and him talking. I keep my eyes closed because it's bad enough that they can see me, I don't want to see them. HE is explaining the situation to them. Telling them of my disobedience, my mouthy brattiness. He knows I can hear every word because he raises his voice just a bit and orders me to open my eyes and look at him. Reluctantly, I do so. And there they are. Three sets of eyes staring up at me. I start to cry and my tears drip on the floor beneath me, close to their shoes. This isn't the first time He has used others in my punishments, and it won't be the last. He knows I hate it, but he also knows it's effective. Joe, the quiet one, stands silently staring up at me and says, "Let's get to it." Dan, one of the strictest Doms I've ever met, grins at me, slaps HIM on the shoulder and asks, "How long?" I hold my breath.
 "Ten minutes," HE answers. I breathe more easily. Ten minutes. I can handle ten minutes of spankings.
 "Each of us."

 Oh my God.
"I'll go first, then Joe and Dan, if you will, you last."
Oh my God! After twenty minutes of punishment from both HIM and Joe, Dan, who knows exactly how to make me dance, will have ten minutes with my poor bottom?? I'm sobbing now, imagining not sitting for the next three days.
"One more thing, just to be sure she remembers her position. After our time is up, I want her fucked. Either hole is fine. Just fuck her hard and cum over her ass. She needs to learn that I will do with her body as I want to, when I want to and how I want to."

He looked up at me, grinned and said, "You need this, don't you my love."
I gulped. Here is where he's asking permission to go through with it. Here is where I can say no and be released. Here, my punishment could end with simple humiliation and begging. Here is where I decided.
"Yes, Milord. I do need this."

Hotel Boot Camp

MiLord came home from work today, kissed me, pulled me into the bedroom, sat on THE chair and patted his lap. He was smiling, so I knew this spanking was not for punishment but rather  because he wanted it. I smiled back and draped myself into position. He spoke while he spanked. 

"Within 10 minutes of this spanking's end you will put on what is in the bag on the bed and be waiting in the garage by the car. You will ask no questions and will speak only when asked a question or when given ease to do so. We will be gone for four days and during that time, you will obey me without question, accept my decisions gracefully, and, above all else, you will, I hope, have one of the most enjoyable mini vacations you have ever had."

Now I'd been fantasizing about just such a vacation for YEARS and never thought He'd actually go through with it. My pussy was dripping and i wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees and worship his cock in gratitude, but instead, I said, "Oh, God. Yes."

He stopped spanking. "Did I ask a questions?"

Oops. "No, Milord."

"Ten hard."

And so he did. My bottom was stinging and hot when he stood me up and looked at his watch. I hurried into the bedroom, trying not to rub my bottom (not allowed!) I tore open the bag and saw a pair of black satin panties, a green and black corset, a black corset and reasonable heels. Giggling I put these on but struggled with the lacing. Soon, I realized that my ten minutes were flying by and I was still fighting with the back ribbons. Finally, I was ready and rushed to the garage. Two minutes late. I batted my eyes and hoped he would be merciful, but I was just silly to think that! Nope. He bend me over the hood of the car, lubed my anus and inserted a metal "egg." I HATE the egg! I feel it every moment it's in me. It is uncomfortable and cold and humiliating! Naturally, I was quivering with pleasure. 

An hour later we pulled up to a swanky hotel. He helped me out of the car and I blushed knowing I looked like a tramp. He just held my elbow, signed in and winked (HE WINKED) at the young man behind the register. We went into the elevator and he immediately unzipped his trousers and said: Greet Me.

I hesitated but did it. I knelt before him and worshiped his cock. I heard the ding of the elevator and he pulled way, zipped up but made me stay in position until the doors opened. Then, he helped me up, grinning at the couple who was coming onto the elevator. I thought I'd die of embarrassment!

Once in the room, he told me what the weekend would consist of.

You will be in the room until we check out. Then, you will put on this same outfit. Until then, you will wear, at most, your corset and shoes, but mostly, you will be nude. I will tie you up, fuck your every hole. You will suck on me, my balls, and you will enjoy it. I will display you in the window and for room service and bell hop service. You will not hide yourself from me or from anyone else I invite into this room. I will spank you, clip your nipples, bind you. I will drip wax on your luscious body. I will wake you during the night and fuck you. If you do not obey me immediately and gracefully, I will spank you with my belt. (I paled at this!!) You will wear a butt plug, a dildo, a collar, or nipple clamps at all times. Sometimes, you might wear all of the above. By the time we leave, ever orifice you have will be begging for mercy, you bottom will be tender to the touch, your nipples screaming for kindness because while we are here, you are mine.  Questions?

"No, Sir, but may I say something?"

"yes."

"Bless you."

Summer Rules Finalized

Okay. These rules start today. My Summer Rules. Last post I wrote my proposed rules and since that time, My Lord has "adjusted" them more to his liking. Honestly, I'm nervous, but certainly willing and yes, I've freely agreed to his Final List. As a reminder, here's the list I proposed. I've written the Edited, finalized version direction below the original.

1.  Focus on cleaning two rooms of the house each day. (We have 8 rooms, so cleaning only 4 days a week! Yay!) Naturally, emergency clean up will be dealt with immediately.

1.  Focus on cleaning Three rooms of the house every Monday, Wednesday and Friday (assuming we are home and not out of town.) 

2.  Shop for fresh produce at the local farmer's market only even though this may require an extra trip.

2.  In addition to shopping for fresh produce locally, I will eat a primarily vegetarian diet. Chicken or fish is allowed for only two meals a week.

3.  Wear shorts only when gardening, otherwise stick with dresses.

3.  Wear only dresses.

4.  No underwear for dresses longer than fingertip length.

4.  I must earn the reward of wearing underwear. When that is earned, I will wear a butt plug of MiLord's choosing as long as I am allowed to wear the panties.

5.  I will masturbate only with permission.

5.  I not touch myself. My lady parts are for His use and pleasure. If I masturbate I will be forced to wear a chastity belt  is satisfied that I can be trusted. While belted, He will still use my mouth or anus for His pleasure.

6.  I will begin and end each day (assuming we are together) with worshiping my Lord's cock.

6.  I will worship MiLord's cock upon command whether we are alone or with others. If He desires my mouth, it is His to use. Failure to obey will result in anal, pussy figging while he fucks my mouth.

7.  I will never remove any device my Lord places on or in me. He alone will do that or I will request permission one time (meaning I will not continuously beg for its removal). These devices may include but are not limited to nipple clamps, dildo, remote vibrator, butt plug, anal beads, chastity device, clothespins.

7.  I will never touch any device Milord places on or in me. He chooses which toys I will use and how long He will use them. There are no restrictions which devices he may choose. I do, as always, have the right to use a safeword before the device is used.
8.  I will not speak during a punishment or maintenance session. I may cry, moan or make other sounds, but will not speak unless given direct permission to do so.

8.  I will not speak during a punishment or maintenance session. Milord will administer to me as He chooses but all such sessions will never end before my tears flow.

9.  I will be nude while in the house between the hours of 9:00 p.m. and 9:00 a.m. unless given permission to wear clothing (like if we have guests! Please!!)

9.  I will be nude while in the house unless given permission to wear clothing.

10.  I will spend a minimum of twenty minutes a day with weighted ben wa balls in order to exercise my vaginal muscles.

10.  Milord will insert ben wa balls into my vaginal each day so that I will exercise the muscles. If I fail to keep them inside of me until permission is granted, I will receive a punishment session of His choice.


His Rules

1.  I will inspect the cleaned rooms each night, focusing on the positive rather than the negative aspects of the cleaning and arrangement.

2.  I will shave her pubic area clean of hair each morning.

3.  I will purchase a new dress of my choosing for her to wear each week.


4.  I will suck on her nipples each morning and night.

5.  I or my surrogate will cum on or in her each day. 

6.  I or my surrogate will use her mouth for pleasure daily.

7.  I will take her to a club once a week minimum with the intent of fucking or punishing her in a public setting for my own pleasure and/or her humiliation. 

8.  During all punishment or maintenance sessions I will be fair but strict. I will inform her of the manner in which she will be punished or maintained and, if she requests, gag her mouth in order to help her remain silent. 

9.  I will use her anus more than I use her mouth or pussy for my pleasure.

10.  When a punishment is warranted, I will administer without mercy, without anger and without undue force. I will punish until, at the very least, her tears flow freely. I will always provide aftercare. 

Summer Rules - moved up!!

Sooooo. My Lord has decided that summer now starts "officially" on Memorial Day - NOT June 21. Therefore, I need to get my list of new Summer rules together for him to review. I'm trying, I really am, but could really use some help! So, if you have any suggestions, Please, please and please write them in the comments!
So far, this is what I've come up with.

For Me
1.  Focus on cleaning two rooms of the house each day. (We have 8 rooms, so cleaning only 4 days a week! Yay!) Naturally, emergency clean up will be dealt with immediately.

2.  Shop for fresh produce at the local farmer's market only even though this may require an extra trip.

3.  Wear shorts only when gardening, otherwise stick with dresses.

4.  No underwear for dresses longer than fingertip length.

5.  I will masturbate only with permission.

6.  I will begin and end each day (assuming we are together) with worshiping my Lord's cock.

7.  I will never remove any device my Lord places on or in me. He alone will do that or I will request permission one time (meaning I will not continuously beg for its removal). These devices may include but are not limited to nipple clamps, dildo, remote vibrator, butt plug, anal beads, chastity device, clothespins.

8.  I will not speak during a punishment or maintenance session. I may cry, moan or make other sounds, but will not speak unless given direct permission to do so.

9.  I will be nude while in the house between the hours of 9:00 p.m. and 9:00 a.m. unless given permission to wear clothing (like if we have guests! Please!!)

10.  I will spend a minimum of twenty minutes a day with weighted ben wa balls in order to exercise my vaginal muscles.

So - what do you think?

Ass taken

We set up rules. I know we did. But seriously, the dress was really, really short and the matching panties were really, really pretty. I didn't think he'd mind. Really. He's the one who wanted me to wear the little red dress over to dinner at his brother's house.  He's allowed me to wear panties with short dresses before! I guessed he wouldn't want his brother to get a glimpse of me my treasure chest. Guess who was wrong. That's right - me. He knew. He told me he knew. From the moment I walked out of the bedroom, got in the car, greeted his brother. He knew I was wearing panties. Does he say anything then? No. Instead, he waits until we're at the dinner table all seated and happy. THEN he calmly informs his brother that I've broken one of our rules. Right then my face went as red as my dress. His brother, calmly cutting his steak, suggests that Mr. Mister take care of the problem right away. It simply won't due to allow rules to go broken. Mr. agrees. He makes me stand up and bend

over - right there. He pulls down my panties, holds my hands against the small of my back and gives me ten - TEN - hard spankings. THEN he checks my treasure and sure enough, I'm dripping wet! He stuffs the panties in his pocket and then orders me to sit back down and finish dinner. OMFG!!! I could not have been more humiliated. Or so I thought. The two of them go on to sedately discuss what further punishment would be appropriate. They decide - right in front of me - that a good ass fucking is in order. This will serve to remind me that my ass is HIS. I'm crying now because I'm so embarrassed. Mr. tells me to finish my dinner then I'm to clear the table while he and his brother enjoy a brandy. Finally, the evening ends and we head home. Mr. Mister says not a word on the drive, but whistles happily. Seriously!! My bum is still a bit tender and I know better than to argue at this point. When we get home he tells me to strip and get on the bed, belly down. NOW. I follow his order in record time. I keep apologizing and promising to follow the rules from now on. He says he believes me but I'm still getting a good ass fucking. He gets out the lube - not the regular stuff in the bedside drawer, but the stuff he uses for punishment - the lube that he keeps in the fridge! He fills me up and, without further ado fucks me. Hard. He touches nothing but my ass. He tells me that if I cum, He'll spank me again. I'm crying, wanting so badly to orgasm. Thankfully, he cums deep in my ass. I'm so frustrated I could scream - which is just what he wants! So, have I learned my lesson? You bet your sweet ass I have!

Corset Trained

I've decided that I need to lose a bit of weight. Not much - just 10 pounds or so. Mister agrees that if I want to do this he will allow it even though he maintains that I'm just fine in his eyes. Still, after the long winter, I'm feeling a bit sluggish and my summer frocks are just a tad bit tight. I'm also 10 pounds heavier than I was last summer thanks to the slower winter months and several bouts with steroid medications. Mister has helped me set up some guidelines to help with this goal.

1.  Desserts allowed only on Sunday.
2.  Drink at least 64 ounces of water a day (I can build up to this over the next two weeks).
3.  Exercise - ride my bike, walk, yoga, swim - three to five times a week.
4.  No more More. Once I fill my plate, that's it. No more second helpings.
5.  When not exercising, sleeping or bathing, wear a corset.

Yep. A corset. Not your regular part of a lose weight regime, but we both agree this might help. It will serve several purposes. First, it will help me with my posture. Second, it will hug by body as a reminder of my goal.  Third, it looks sexy as hell and Mister has always wanted a reason (not that he needed one!) to have me wear one more often. So, every morning after I exercise and shower, I will put on my corset and Mister will lace it for me. He will determine the tightness needed for the day. He will double knot it so I won't be able to undo it alone even if I wanted to. I'm nervous about this, but also thrilled.

Because he likes me in pretty things, he chose a lovely corset for me. This morning was my first day of my new regime and yes, Mister laced me quite tightly. Not so tight that I will have trouble breathing or even going about my day, but certainly tight enough to remind me of my goal.

Mister has promised that if I adhere to my goals, he will reward me - He will cum inside of my pussy each day I stick to my goals!!! If, however, I fail he will punish me with ten hard hand spanks. He will also leave my poor pussy wet and lonely and instead use my anus or mouth to satisfy his pleasure. Seriously, what more motivation does a girl need??

I want No Mercy

I want No Mercy. I need strength.
 I will fight because that is my nature,
 but I desperately want you to overpower my complaints.
I want you to pull my hair,  tan my hide with your hand, your belt - oh god - your belt
Make me gather switches for your use.Clip my nipples and give the a good twist - in private or semi-private-
Make my pussy sore and then use it again. Keep it filled with your cock, a dildo. Make me learn how to walk gracefully with a set of balls inside of me so I stay wet for you.

Take my ass. Fuck it as you would my pussy. Make me learn how to walk gracefully with a plug in place so I remember you own me.

Punish me with what I need. Not words but actions. Whip my bottom until I cry. Use my anus - fill it with a ginger fig or cramp my insides with a cold enema - the take it without Mercy.

Use me for your pleasure, not mine. Do this. I promise you, I too will find my pleasure. Do this for me. Give me no mercy. Give me your strength. I will become your gentle lamb.

Day of the Nipples

New project. He will devote an entire day to a selected body part. That is the one and only part of my body that will receive attention from him. Today is Day of the Nipples. First, he put on the nipple shield, but anyone who's tried to keep one of those on non-pierced nipples knows the challenge. My Lord is no fool. He knew they would pop off easily, so over the shield he placed a nipple jewel - the loopy kind - to hold it in place. Then, he had me kneel and service his cock. I was not allowed to use my hands, only my mouth. I couldn't control myself once and reached for his balls. I LOVE fondling his balls! I thought for a while he was going to let this go, but I was wrong. He let me finish, thank God! and he came in my mouth. 

Then, he iced my nipples. Good Lord but that was cold! Especially after they had been tightly jeweled! They hardened up to bullets the moment one drop of frozen water fell on them. He laughed when I sucked in my breath. I love to hear that sound. I wanted to cry out, but controlled myself, which was also a mistake. He likes me to make a little noise. Moans, begging, crying. I know this and for some perverse reason even I don't understand, I fight it and remain silent as long as possible. He likes this as well. He's told me so. He likes to break my resolve and own me totally. The ice damned near did it, but not quite. So, he upped the ante.

How? With heat. He end from constriction to ice to burning - okay, not real burning, but it sure as hell felt like it. 

Wax. He dripped hot wax across my breasts, covering my tender nipples and soft skin with fire which cooled to hardness. I broke. It was all too much and I cried out and began to thrash. This he was not to endure, so he tied me in place and continued his assault on my breasts. Please, I begged, please fuck me! My pussy was crying as well, sweet tears gushing from my petals, begging for attention. He saw this and laughed again. No. No my dear. If you can cum for me I will give you my cock to suck on again, but nothing for your pussy. Not yet. Now, cum for me or I'll have to punish your nipples more and I promise, you won't like that one little bit.

I opened my eyes and followed his glance. The flogger. If I didn't cum, he'd flog my breasts. My breath stopped for a moment. I imagined the pain. I imagined his pleasure. and I came.

That's my girl. He praised me. Now you may have my cock and since you've already sucked it dry once, I promise you it will stay hard for a very long time. If you can coax another orgasm from me within the next 30 minutes I won't make you wear the bells for the rest of the day.

I took that challenge, and lost. Thirty-two minutes later he fed me his sweet, sweet cream, but I wear his bells for the next four hours. I can't wait to see what tomorrow has in store.

Broken Rule + Attitude = Ouch

So the other day I posted our Spring rules. Two days ago I broke one, so yesterday was a punishment day. Why not on the day I broke the rule? Because THAT was my maintenance day. What did I do? I argue with Him that  it was a bad choice for MD. I pointed out that we had just had an MD four days before and not only was I not prepared for such a day since I had made an appointment for a massage, but that I didn't NEED another MD so soon. I also ignored his warning and continued to argue until he'd had enough and told me that not only would I cancel my massage and graciously accept his choice for MD as is posted in our Rules, but that I would have an entire day of punishment the next day, which was yesterday. Okay. That finally made me shut up. At another point in time, I will describe a typical MD for us, but now I am to describe yesterday, my Day of Punishment (DOP).

First, I am denied any clothing for any reason. Not even shoes. This is to remind me of my choice to submit to Him and that I have given Him control of my body. I hate this and He knows it. Forced nudity always makes me feel humiliated and humbled, which is the point I suppose. Also, I am not allowed to shower or bathe without permission which won't be until late evening so anything he puts on me stays on me. He begins by having me kneel on the hardwood floor and accept his cock into my mouth. I love this act of submission. It's probably my favorite. Savoring his flavor, hearing him moan, cradling his balls and giving him pleasure until he pours his seed down my throat. What's not to love! Today, though, he pulls out and sprays his seed on my face and breasts. The hot liquid sears my skin and I blush knowing that I will not be allowed to clean my skin until tonight. I hope that he will wipe some off of me, but this is not to be. I need to learn, he tells me, quietly, to accept his will. I want desperately to wipe the quickly cooling stickiness off of my face. I want desperately to lick the remaining drop from his cock, but I don't want more than what he has already planned for me, so I agree with him.

He helps me to my feet only to pull me over his lap for my first OTK of the day. He talks while he spanks me. He tells me that I agreed to the rules. That he will not tolerate deviation from them. If I don't like the rules, I can change them in June. He's right and I know it, which hurts more than his hand, which is considerable! This goes on for a good fifteen minutes. He spanks me with a slow, steady, firm hand and by the time he is finished, my tears have washed away most of his dried semen from my face. He turns me over, holds me, kisses me and tells me how proud he is of the way I accepted my first spanking. Later, when I've calmed down, I go about my daily chores - nude. Thank goodness he closed the draperies! After I have prepared and served lunch and he has tidied the kitchen, he takes me to the basement. He cuffs my wrists and attached them to the hook in the low ceiling. I can stand easily on flat feet but the concrete is cold and I shift from foot to foot. He tells me to stand still and I do. Then, he applies tweezer clips to my nipples. I suck in my breath because he makes the really tight! He kisses me again and tells me that it's okay. I can scream. He has soundproofed the basement for just this reason. Then, he picks up his flogger. He tells me that he will flog my front and back ten times each - once for each rule. He will tell me one rule after each strike and I will repeat it. If I can do this, he will release my nipples upon completion. If I make a mistake, he will add a weight to the chain between the tweezers. He flogs my belly first and I squeal. I do just fine for the first nine, then I mess up and don't repeat the rule exactly. He puts a 2 ounce weight on the chain and I drop my head, crying. I'm careful not to mess up again. Now, my belly and back are on fire. He sucks on one nipple and releases it from the tight clip. I scream. The second is even worse. He releases my arms, holds me and again praises how well I've accepted my punishment.

Then, he tells me to bend over the sawhorse, which I do. My feet are cold and my skin tender, but I'm humbled to the point of almost total submission. He lubes up my bottom and fucks me. Hard. This is part of my punishment, not my pleasure. He holds my shoulders down and says nothing. I feel my own juices gliding down my thighs and I want so much to cum, but he won't allow this. I beg him to cum instead and he does. He pulls out and releases on my bottom and I cry out in disappointment. I wanted him to cum inside of me! He knows this but won't allow it. This is a DOP. He makes me stay in place but walks in front of me. He guides my head up until it's even with his cock. He orders me to clean him. I don't like ATM, which is why he is doing this. I understand and accept. I open my mouth accept him. I suck and slurp and clean him completely. He praises me, helps me to stand again and tells me I've earned a nap before dinner.

A few hours later I serve him dinner. Before he cleans up, though, he bends me over a kitchen stool. He opens the freezer. I can't see anything, but he tells me while I slept he worked. He prepared a large fig of ginger and froze it. That way, it will defrost slowly in my anus. I am to stay bend over the stool, figged, while he does the dishes. I am not to move. I may vocalize a bit, but no wiggling. I am not to allow the fig to escape my anus even if it means clenching. Yes, this will increase the burn, but it is his wish that I do this and He expects me to obey. I tell him I understand, and I do. Holy God that burned! Naturally, he took his time with the dishes while I concentrated on standing still and keeping the ginger in my ass. Sure enough it began to slip and I had to clench. I started to cry, which he ignored. Finally, I felt him remove the fig and I babbled my thanks. He laughed and told me he wasn't through. He took me downstairs again and tied me, spread eagle to the bed. Then, he placed a small dab of wasabi directly on my clit. I screamed in agony. The fire intense and my pussy dripping. Please, please, I begged. I'll be good. I promise. I've learned. But please, please fuck my pussy.

He does. But not with his cock. He straddles over me, his balls on my open mouth and fucks me with a dildo. I suckle his balls, grateful he's given them to me while he makes me cum over and over again with the dildo.  When I'm nothing but a mass of boneless jelly, he stops, but he's not finished. He places himself between my stretched legs and enters me. Not my pussy. Oh no. He takes my ass again. I cry from the torment but cum yet again from the pleasure. He uses me without mercy, ignores my pleas and takes his pleasure. I beg him to cum inside of me. Please, give me that small comfort. I think he might because he slows his movements for a moment, bends to kiss me and whispers, "No."

He pulls out and cums across my belly. After a time, he releases my bonds and holds me. Again, he tells me I've taken all of my punishments well. I have only one more left. I am to go upstairs, shower and present myself to him in our bedroom. He will spank me again, OTK. If I accept this with the grace he expects, he will then tuck me into bed, my punishment complete. Tomorrow morning, He will make love to me and cum inside of my pussy. If I argue or complain, I will have another DOP tomorrow.

This morning, we made love and it was glorious.

Day of the Ass

Today was DAY OF THE ASS. As with Day of the Nipple, He began by having me kneel and perform fellatio. I learned my lesson, though, and clasped my hands behind my back so that I would not touch him without permission. He laughs when he sees this, grabs my hair and tells me to look at him. He wants to see my eyes when he cums down my throat. He wants to see my reaction as I gulp down his offering. He wants to watch my throat move and my eyes water. Then, he fucks my mouth. I struggle to keep my eyes on his and - yes - I fail. Nonetheless, he gives me his morning blessing but tells me I am still to be punished. For the next 24 hours I will wear a metal chastity belt and he will keep the key. I cry in frustration knowing he will keep his word. He even encases my breasts in a metal bra so that I will find no release except through my ass. This, he will use as he chooses.

First, he inserts a plug through the back hole of the belt. I wince a bit, but he soothes me and when the plug settles, I feel pleasantly full. Then, he tells me to dress. We are going out shopping. I gape at him in shock. He's going to take me out in public wearing not only a chastity belt but also a plug??? He grabs my hair, pulls my head back and kisses me. When he lifts his head he whispers: Obey or pay a price. You've already earned one spanking for closing your eyes earlier.  

I obey. He takes his time with errands and I am conscious only of my wet, lonely pussy and my full bottom. It is as if he is touching me even when he is pushing the grocery cart. Finally, we arrive back home. We put away the groceries and I am a mass of nerves and wetness. I can't take any more, so i go down on my knees again, tears in my eyes and beg. I beg him to take me. To fuck me. To give me sweet release. I'm sobbing at this point, so desperate am I for his touch. Desperate and so very, very close to orgasm. He lifts my chin and smiles. If I take my spanking like a good girl, he says. I nod eagerly and promise to be good. He sits on one of the kitchen chairs and pulls me over his lap. I jump with the sharp sting of the first slap and cry. I know he likes to hear this and I couldn't have stopped myself even if I had tried. The real challenge will be in keeping my hands out of his way and not kicking. I brace my hands on the floor. This helps to center me. I can concentrate on them.I count the tears as they splash on the white floor until there is a small puddle of brine between my hands. My ass is on fire so that even the rain of my tears and my abandoned, locked shut pussy can't quench the flames. He turns me over and hold me, kisses me, tells me he's proud of me. When I calm a bit, he sets me on the floor. He unlocks my belt but warns that it will go right back one once he finishes. My pussy will not be free until tomorrow. If I touch myself he will add another day. I nod and babble my understand. 

Then, he kneels behind me. Slowly he enters my anus, allowing my body time to adjust. Please. Please, I beg. Please let me cum. He allows this. He pushes in deep, hard and says, Yes, you may cum as often as you like. With his words, I explode. Color erupts behind my eyes and I am nothing but a body. He moves, fucking me. First hard, then slowly. Then hard again. The contrast makes me crazy and again I am crying. I hear someone's voice and realize it's my own moans. He touches no other part of me. All nerves end in my bottom. I feel his movements speed and then, then he cums. He graces me with his blessing and I cry out in joy. After, he holds me again, kisses me, then carefully locks me back into chastity. Tomorrow, after all, is another day.

Spring Rules

As the seasons change, so do my rules. I write down what I'd like to see, He writes down what He'd like to see and then we agree on ten for me and ten for Him. Once that is done, The Rules are posted in our bedroom. Each  morning and night I read them aloud and they are strictly followed. If I disregard any without express prior permission, I am severely punished - as I should be since I agreed to all of them! I love this switch up since it keeps my rules fresh and vibrant and I know it's for only a four month period and then they can be altered, but until that time, I must adhere to them. HE is merciless if they are broken which I need. I need Him to be consistent and strict. In doing so, I feel free to explore without fear of repercussions. Here's the Rule List I've been following since March 21.

She will:

1.  Wear an anal plug of His choosing whenever wearing Jeans during the day.
2.  Wear an anal plug of His choosing whenever wearing sleep pants to bed.
3.  Practice Yoga three times a week minimum.
4.  Prepare dinner a minimum of four nights a week.
5.  Suck on His cock whenever directed to do so, but a minimum of once a day.
6.  Give him a massage at least once a week.
7.  Wear only approved lingerie.
8.  Wear a mark of her submission (bracelet, plug, necklace, or ring) at all times.
9.  Never deny Him the use of her body for His pleasure or the pleasure of His surrogate.
10.  Accept His right to complete His Rules without complaint and with grace.

He will:

1.  Enforce a Maintenance day a minimum of once a week.
2.  Give her His cock to pleasure with a hole of His choice once a day or more.
3.  Administer a minimum of ten spankings each day. If He is unable to do so, he will assign a surrogate to do so for Him.
4.  Train her to accept and enjoy His use of her anus.
5.  Clean the kitchen after she has cooked and served the meals.
6.  Purchase her lingerie.
7.  Make use of her body for His pleasure or that of His surrogate no less than three times a week.
8.  Administer punishments without anger but with strictness and fairness.
9.  Exercise at least three times a week.
10. require an 8 hours minimum of  weekly Maintenance. He will inform her of the Maintenance Day Expectations on the selected day, not before. She will not be informed of when MD will be until the morning of.



Yes, it's been a lovely spring. Summer will soon be here, though, and He has suggested that I ask for opinions regarding our new Summer rules. So, opinions? Please comment.