Saturday Night Date

We're going out on the town tonight. Dinner, drinks, walking around a street festival. It's beautiful tonight with the temperature hovering around 78. There is no need for him to instruct me in my dress, I know what he likes and I know the consequences if I dress in a way that fails to please him. Still, I thought he wouldn't mind if I wore panties since the length of the dress was so short. My mistake. He checked beneath my dress before we left the house and was, to say the least, disappointed in my failure to follow his expectations.

He corrected my mistake immediately. My pretty new black lace panties were ripped from my body. He turned me to face the wall and administered a hard spanking with his bare hand. I cried out, begged forgiveness (without really wanting or expecting it) but he continued until my skin was on fire. Fine. I'd been punished. He stopped the spanking and I heard him unzip his trousers. I looked back over my shoulders and gasped. This time I begged in earnest. Please. Please don't fuck me then deny me panties. Your cum will drip down my legs all evening. Please.

Second Mistake. Oh he fucked me. And he fucked me hard, fast and well. Within a minute he let loose his load of hotness inside of my pussy, denying me an orgasm of my own. Then, he sat down, pulled me over his lap and spanked me again! This time for questioning him. By now, I was a freaking mess. My bottom burned and, I'm sure, was 50 shades of red.  I was primed for an orgasm but none would be allowed. He paddled my ass until I sobbed, my make-up running down my face. Only when I stopped resisting and went limp against his legs did he stop. Then, he turned me over, held me, asked if I had learned my lesson (YES!) and told me to go fix my face. Once that was finished, we went on our date. His cum dripping down my leg, drying, my swollen lips brushing against each other with each step I took. We enjoyed dinner, drinks, music and later, I'd finally enjoy my long denied pleasure.

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 - 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?

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.

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.

Garage Christening

She fights against me sometimes as if she can win. She argues with me as if she will change my mind. She knows better just as I do. If she really wants me to stop, she know what word to say. We both know she won't. Not yet, anyway.

Today, we are "christening" the new garage. I've worked for months building it and now it's finished. I had thought to put in a special room with a bed, sound proofing, heat, air conditioning, but have decided against it. I like the idea of being able to use the entire space as I wish. Plus, I like the idea of Princess knowing I can and will use the space as I wish. Then, she she comes and goes, she'll remember. In here, she's mine unquestioningly, just like everything else in here. Hard and beautiful. Leather. Chain. Metal. Control.

I start by cuffing her wrists. It always amazes me the immediate transformation when I place tangible items of dominance on her. She becomes softer, her eyes downcast. She speak only to answer me and now, in the garage, she must control even her voice since we have neighbors fairly close by. Once cuffed, she knows what to do. I have established protocols. She kneels and unbuckles my belt, unzips my jeans and releases my cock. Thank god. if she hadn't, it would probably be bruised from pressing against the zipper. I moan from the heat and wetness of her mouth. She cradles my balls just how I like. her lips form a tight seal and she sucks me down her throat with a spectacularly. I feel myself harden, my balls tighten. She looks up at me, questioning and I nod. I can see the smile in her eyes but she doesn't slow her sucking. I figure if I release now I can last longer later. I grasp her hair, forcing her to keep her eyes locked on mine. My balls explode, lava shooting up my shaft, erupting into her mouth, down her throat. She gulps and gulps, swallowing the heat. When I'm finished, she sits back on her heels, kisses my balls and thanks me.

I help her to her feet and hold her, telling her how much I love her. God. She's perfect. Smart, lovely and fucking sexy. I point to the saw horses and tell her to bend over one. She obeys and I smile, seeing her lovely ass pointed up. She grasps the legs on the far side and waits. I can't spank her here like I want to, that will have to wait. It's mid-afternoon and the chance of neighbors hearing the swats is too high. That will have to wait until later when I take her back into the house. I'll pull her over my lap and give her a good old fashioned otk spanking until the tears flow and all her worries wash away. For now, I've got something else planned. I grab the lube and spread her cheeks. Her own juices would be enough, but I have no desire to hurt her - well - not too much anyway. Her thighs glisten and I inhale her scent. My finger taps her little back rosebud and she jumps in surprise. I know she's nervous now and this pleases me. I slip one finger in and begin to insert the lube. Then a second finger. She pushes against my hand and I chuckle. Oh yes. She wants this. When she's slick enough, I insert it. The new metal plug. She moans and tightens in resistance so I reach around and pinch her pierced nipple. Yep. That takes the resistance right out of her. I can't see it, but I know she's biting her lip. I feel the plug settle in place and she sighs, trembles and quietly begs, "please." That's better.

My cock is recovering and beginning to harden again. It will just have to wait. "You ready to get serious now?" Power surges through me when I see the longing touch with fear in her eyes. I help her over to the pegboard where all my tools are kept. I pick up a chain. It's aluminum, so it's quite lightweight despite its heavy appearance. I clip each end of the two foot long chain to her nipple rings the loop the center of it over a hook in the pegboard. Next, I pull her arms behind her back and clip the cuffs together. "Please. Please fuck me," she begs again, quietly.

"Soon, Princess. First though, I'm going to play with you and you, dear one, will stand still and silent."

Her eyes widen in true fear this time. I sit on the floor, my face directly in front of her shaved pussy. I grin maniacally then flick my tongue against her clit. She jumps and squeals quietly. I lick her again and again, tasting the sweetness of her honey. This is the torture I have planned. I will make her cum again and again and again until she can barely stand. Those chains will keep her from wiggling away and fear of being heard will keep her quiet. Oh yes, I will so enjoy myself this afternoon - and so will she.