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Waves of Submission

During play time, things come in waves…times of interaction, greeting, choosing outfits, laying out our stuff. Times of touching and hurting and coming. Times of talking. Times of silence. Times of soft, quiet torture, followed by soothing strokes. So too … Continue reading

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Dr. Strangeguy~Unfeeling (part 1)

“Tell me, little girl, why are you here?” “Well, uhm…” “Now, now, none of that temporizing. I’ve been on the edge of retirement, yet your call brought us here to my office today. Speak.” “It’s gone. I-I’m afraid I …lost … Continue reading

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Listen

sometimes you have to write when you get the chance to write…it’s short, but it’s been in my head for days… …addendum #2…I just found this in my archives, half-finished from October 2016.  I really needed to finish this, you … Continue reading

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Admonished (again!)

If you’ve been reading here any amount of time you’ve likely heard me talk about “Like Day.” The evolution of the day isn’t so important just now, just the information that this is the one day that I get an … Continue reading

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Tuesday, When He Pulls Out The Dom Card

I have a task. It’s fairly new, instituted at the end of January. And I was given a “pass” for  several weeks while I was really sick. But I’m not really sick anymore, in fact, nearly recovered. I forgot the … Continue reading

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Squeeze (3)

The waiter came to the table before she could sit. Before she could figure out how to get her panties back from Sir’s boss. Before she could sink through the floor in mortal embarrassment. “Your booth is ready, Sir.” Somehow … Continue reading

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Perverted Pleasures (3)

If there were others serving in the house, she didn’t see them. After being walked down the sidewalk (two paces behind me, slut, he’d ordered, she remembered with the tang of embarrassment still fresh in her mind) bare-assed naked, and … Continue reading

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Perverted Pleasures (2)

They hadn’t told her of the butt plug that awaited her in the limo, nor of the resounding, over-his-knee spanking that Master delivered as they pulled away from the curb. His hand was large and covered a huge amount of … Continue reading

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Cause and Effect ~HNT

He clamps…because He can. (And I’m not showing my belly in public so you can’t see the weights hanging from the center of the chain. 🙂 ) Afterwards, I whimper and hold my sore, dented nipples in my hands as … Continue reading

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His Fist

finally! my muse has returned from her vacation and I’m flooded with ideas. Some new things, and the finale of the Crystal Dragon story….all things in good time, I guess. Thanks, muse! ~nilla~ His fist, in her hair, pulls her … Continue reading

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