punishment

He sits on the edge of the bed and watches me as I dry my hair. He is already dressed, ready for the day ahead, in jeans and a shirt.…

It’s just a hairbrush. Purchased from target for $10. It has a large flat ceramic back made to look like varnished wood. It looks sturdy, heavy, but when you pick…

I have pondered the current Kink of the Week a great deal before writing this piece. The subject is Play Punishment also sometimes known as Funishment. My initial reaction was…

In Jade’s introduction on Kink of the Week for this topic she very clearly states the difference between ‘punishment play’ as a kink and having a genuine punishment/discipline element to…

I used to be a biter. In those passionate moments just before my orgasm would hit, my sharp little teeth would seek out flesh and bite. It wasn’t a controlled…

“When I set you a task I expect you to do it” “I know Sir, I am sorry, I didn’t do it as an act of defiance, things happened and…

As I sit here writing this we are waiting to go out. Our destination; a fetish club. You have talked of punishment and I know you mean it. I failed…

8th January 2012 Of all the implements of torture that Sir has at his disposal it is this, fairly innocent looking everyday item, that I loath the most. It was…

Yesterday he discovered that I had discussed the possibility of conspiring with another subbie. In case you don’t know, conspiring is a big no, no and this was rule breaking…

11th September 2011 Apparently it is very important to use the correct terminology when referring to these little items and calling them ‘clippy things’ is just not acceptable. They are…

30th June I wish I had remembered the mirror before I saluted him behind his back. We were getting ready to go out for the evening he had picked out…

8th April 2011 I am addicted to the shovel. I try so hard to leave it alone and ignore it, I know what I am meant to do but for…

21st February 2010 “Now, where were we Slutmine?” “Sir?” “Oh come now my love, don’t tell me you have forgotten already?” “Forgotten Sir?” I reply, my brow furrowing in puzzlement.…

26th January 2011 The other night as I climbed the stairs to bed with my computer in my arms things took a little lurch, not me physically, more shall we…