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Happy Father's Day

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 12:19:09 -0700

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Happy Father’s Day

Joyeuse Fête des Pères!

Feliz Día Del Padre!

Happy Father’s Day!

There are several Dom’s out there who are always there for me when i need them. You know who you are. Thank you for always being there to support me. i couldn’t do it without you. To me, you are like Daddy Dom’s, so Happy Father’s Day.

love His

Ethnography of Communication

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 14:45:16 -0700

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Ethnography of Communication

Dr.          vs.          Mrs.

Mr.                         Ms.

Master                 Miss

We were discussing gender in marital relationships during class and my prof pointed out that men are addressed by their accomplishments while women are addressed by their marital status.

i said very sweetly, “but Sir, isn’t it our job to learn to please and serve and then get married”?

His mouth dropped open and he turned red. *giggles*

~His

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Fri, 31 May 2013 22:32:56 -0700

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my dearest Sir

my dearest Sir,

People are always quick to criticize, but most never take the time to recognize those truly special people in their lives. i need you to know that you are one of those special people to me. Although we have yet to meet, i will forever consider you one of my closest friends and confidants. Since the day we met, you have been there for me, whether it has been to listen to me laugh and play, or to virtually hold my hand as i cry. You always know what to say to make everything better. The only thing i wish is that we were closer. You mean the world to me. Thank you Sir.

~His

Bratty

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 18:25:28 -0800

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Bratty

i know that sometimes i can be a bratty pain in the ass, but that’s only because You make me so happy and free me to be who i really am inside. i also know that i can count on You to watch over me, to keep me safe, and to put me back in my place when the need arises. Thank You for letting me be me. :D

~H

A story by Dominant Stranger

Sun, 17 Feb 2013 14:20:18 -0800

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A story by Dominant Stranger

“I’ll be right back, Nick.”

He smiled and nodded. Understanding the situation perfectly. I stood up from my desk and proceeded to walk briskly out of the office, down the hall and to the kitchen.

I could tell from your face you were a little overwhelmed. The fire alarm didn’t make things any better.

“I burnt them.” You sobbed. A tear started to stream down your face.

I found a tea towel and started to fan the air around the smoke detector. Within a moment the alarm had stopped.

“It’s okay.” I said, to reassure you. “I’m sure Nick didn’t want any cookies anyways.”

“I’m sorry.” You said, “I just.. I forgot to check them.”

I nodded again, “It’s okay.” I put my arm around you and hugged you close, repeating “It’s okay.. How did this happen, didn’t you put on the timer?”

Your eyes fell to the ground. Your eyes rolled and you shrugged. I shook my head a little, as if to scold you just a little. “It doesn’t matter. We can make some cookies together later, okay?”

“Are you done your meeting yet?” You asked as a smile crossed your face. The range of emotions covered in a mere moment from crying to such joy.

“I’ll be done soon.” I responded, causing an immediate pout.

“I know. I’ve been in the office a long time. I know, you need some attention, don’t you?”

“I burnt the cookies! I didn’t use the timer. I know the rule is that if I’m baking, I need to use the timer. I was bad…” Your voice trailed off.

I turned my head and peered down the hallway towards the office. Nick could wait a minute longer, I’m sure. “Quickly, to the bedroom.” I ordered.

You bounded off towards the bedroom in a hurry. When I arrived you were standing beside the sofa waiting for me. I sat and looked up at you. You were learning. Waiting for me to allow you to take your position over my knee. Your crisp white shirt and knee length black skirt on.

“Take your skirt off.” I ordered. You reached around back and unzipped it, allowing it to fall completely to the ground. I reached around and tucked my fingers in the tops of your white cotton panties. I pulled them down halfway to your knees. I put my hands back up to your hips, and abruptly pull you over my knee.

You quickly sprawled across my lap. Knowing I needed to hurry I quickly gave you slaps on each ass cheek. Alternating sides: *SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*SLAP*

“Ow, Oww, Oww, Oww.” You cried with each strike. Your hands frantic and trying to prevent me.

“Shh now. Be quiet. Be my good girl. You know you have to be punished.” I whispered. “Now, move your hands.” You reached them forward, laying them on the seat in front of you.

My spanks continue and I speak as I strike your ass.

*SLAP*SLAP* – “Are you sorry?”, “Yes, sir.”

*SLAP*SLAP* – “Were you naughty?”, “Yes, sir.”

*SLAP*SLAP* – “Ask me to forgive you.”, “Please, sir. Forgive me.”

*SLAP*SLAP* – “What are you?”, “I’m a bad girl, sir.”

A momentary pause and I can hear a noise. I peer back to the hallway and I see Nick. Standing outside the bedroom door. Staring at your ass. Staring at your pussy. His pants are down, and he’s stroking himself. His eyes meet mine and I can tell he’s embarrassed. A grin comes over my face. I reach up and grab your hair. Steadying your head, pressing my elbow into your back, so you can’t move or look back to see what is coming. I slide my middle finger barely inside your pussy. I circle my fingertip inside you before sliding my index finger in as well. You moan out loud as I enter you, and your legs clench. I tilt my head towards Nick and beckon to him. I don’t say a word.

His eyes wide, he approaches slowly and silently. I remove my fingers from you and part your pussy lips for him. His cock throbs.

*SLAP*SLAP* – “You are my dirty girl.”, “I am your dirty girl, sir.”

*SLAP*SLAP* – “Does my dirty girl want to get fucked?”, “Yes, sir.”

I nod to Nick, giving him permission. He bends onto the couch with us and I can feel you start to jerk around. Your head trying to see. I hold you still, “Shh, my dirty girl. It’s okay.”

He rubs his cock up and down your pussy lips before entering you. You gasp as he does, and exhale aloud. A moan escapes your lips, and he starts to push into you again.

“But.. wait..” I can hear the confusion in your voice. You’ve realized something isn’t right.

“Did you not tell me, my naughty girl, how you wanted to fuck two men at once?”

“It was..” Again you gasp and moan as Nick’s cock fills you. “It was a fantasy. I didn’t think..”

“I think for you.” I interrupted. “Who told you to think? You are mine, and I do the thinking. My dirty, naughty girl. Turn off your brain, little one, and enjoy what you’re feeling.”

As soon as the words left my mouth I could hear you moan. Your body started to twitch. My hand reached under you and found your clit. I pressed firmly. My head leaned towards your ear, “Cum for me. Cum with my finger on your clit and his cock inside you.”

You cried out as you came. My hand leaves your clit and I reach under you, lifting you slightly off my lap. You rise to your elbows to support yourself. I reach below to release my own cock from my pants. My body shifts, “Suck my cock.” I order. Your mouth opens and you greedily begin working on me. Nick in your cunt, me in your mouth. “You’re a dirty girl.” I repeat. “Letting this stranger fuck you right in front of me.”

I maneuver again so that I sit up facing Nick. Watching his cock penetrate you from behind. “Nick, sorry about this. We’ll have to finish our contracts later, if that’s okay?”

He nods. “It’s fine, I was having a hard time concentrating anyways. All I could smell was something baking.”

“She burnt the cookies. This is her punishment.” I explained. “Oh, my manners, can I get you another Scotch?”

“Uh, please.” He answered.

I stood and let my cock slip from your mouth. I bent down to kiss you and whisper, “You’re such a good cocksucker, you make me proud.” before heading across the bedroom to the bar. I poured 2 glasses and handed Nick’s to him before I decided to pull a chair over and watch the proceedings.

“How’s her pussy, Nick?” I asked.

“She’s nice and tight, so wet, warm.. it’s a really nice cunt.” He replied.

“I think I need a turn.” I said as I downed my Scotch. “Change with me?” I asked.

He pulled out of you and moved to the chair. I held my hand out for you to stand. You did, and awaited my instruction. I sat in the middle of the sofa, and turned you so you faced Nick on the chair. I gently eased you down so you sat on my lap. I reached my hands around your legs and pulled your thighs apart. Just a little at first. Enough to slip my hand between your legs and finger your clit again. My legs supported yours. Slowly, as I fingered you, I opened your legs more and more. I whispered into your ear, “Show your cunt to Nick. You have a nice cunt. Let him see.”

I could feel your fear. “Turn off your brain. Don’t think. Do as I say.” I parted your legs more, I could still feel you resisting. Slipping both my hands down your inner thighs I abruptly grabbed and pulled you legs wide open. Exposed. Your hands instinctively went to cover and I grabbed them. I pulled both behind your back and held you firmly. My hand returning to your clit and my fingering re-starting.

“You are still being punished, little one. Shoving your ass and your cunt in the air for him to see. You basically beckoned him to come see you. Making me spank your ass while he watched. Fucking that man directly in front of me? You naughty girl.

Now, look at you. Your legs spread wide while he desires your cunt. You know he wants it, don’t you? Teasing him like this. Showing him. Begging him to stare, while I finger you. It excites you doesn’t it? You love him staring at your, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir. Yes.. all of it, yes, sir.” Your breaths are short, panting breaths.

“You want to cum, don’t you?” I ask.

“Yes, please. Please sir. May I cum?”

“Soon. You want Nick’s cock in your mouth, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do, sir.”

“Ask him. Ask him nicely to come fuck your mouth. Beg him.”

Her voice raises slightly, “Please sir,” her head turns to Nick, “please sir, can I suck your cock?”

My hands slip under your arms and I lift you, and slowly let you descend, falling on my cock. Your body limp. I lift again and drop you. My hands wrap around your chest and under your arms. Lifting and dropping, fucking you. Using your body to fuck me. Nick stands and walks towards us. I reach up and grab hold of your chin. I squeeze and force your mouth open for his cock to slide in. His hands grab the back of your head and hair and he starts to fuck your mouth wildly. Using you.

My own arms grabbing your chest, lifting and dropping over and over. I lean to your ear whispering, “Cum for me.” As I bite hard into your shoulder.

The contractions of your pussy start to squeeze my cock. Milking me. My balls start to twitch and I join you in orgasm. Filling you with my cum. I cry out, as you moan. Nick still fucking your face. I move my hands to stroke your hair, and back to your clit to rub small circles. Suddenly he pulls out and shoots streams of cum on your breasts. Covering your chest and neck and stomach. Your face is a mess. Tears and saliva and makeup smudges.

Nick quickly pulls his pants up and excuses himself while I hold you. Still stroking your hair, I slip a finger into your pussy and coax out some of my cum. Our cum. I offer you my finger to suck on and you taste it.

“Let’s go have a bath together. I’m proud of you, my good girl.”

Your face lights up in a smile. “Better than I imagined…”

~dominant-stranger

Story by justherguy

Sun, 17 Feb 2013 14:19:28 -0800

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Story by justherguy

“You’re allowed to say 3 words. That’s all. And if you break the rules, I will spank you. And I don’t mean your ass. You are allowed to say yes. Do you understand me, Princess?”

“Yes, sir.” She answered. Already breaking my rules.

*SPANK*

“I didn’t say you were allowed to say “Sir”, just yes. Do you understand?”

“Yes… yes.” She looked at me in bewilderment. Clearly confused that she wasn’t allowed to address me with the respect that I normally demanded.

I rested my hand back on her pussy and pushed the tip back inside her hole. I slid my finger out of her and up to her clit. Using my index and middle fingers I slowly circled her clit. She exhaled deeply and let out a slight moan. Her eyes started to close as I played with her.

“Are you enjoying that?” I inquired.

“Yes.. uummmhmmm.” She moaned.

*SPANK*

Her eyes opened sharply and her body shot upwards. Her legs shook a little. I lifted my hand from her.

“Just yes. That’s all. Are you sorry?” I asked.

“Yes.” She nodded. Her eyes apologetic.

“Should I continue?”

“Yes.” She nodded again.

Her pussy lips were notably red and puffy. My slaps were obviously showing their effect. I gently rubbed up and down outside her pussy lips, before slowly inserting my middle finger just slightly. Withdrawing it, before slowly, pushing it back in slightly again.

“Are you ready for the next word you’re allowed to say?”

“Yes.” Her eyes raised in anticipation.

“You are allowed to say deeper. Do you understand me, Princess?”

She smiled and bit her lower lip. I wiggled my finger, teasing her with it’s shallowness inside her. I smiled at her coyly. “Would you like something, Princess?”

Armed with her new word, and a twinkle in her eye she leaned to my ear to whisper, “Deeper.”

I pushed my finger deeper inside her, almost halfway in. “Are you enjoying that?” I asked.

“Yes”, came the reply.

“Would you like something more?” I toyed.

“Deeper.” She whispered again.

I teased her more. Gradually pushing all the way inside. Curling my finger to pull upwards on her g-spot. My fingering was unhurried. Indulging myself. Enjoying her body tensing and relaxing under my manipulations.

“Would you like your last word?”

Her lips were back between her teeth. Her eyes flickering open and shut. Her right arm wrapped around my back holding herself still and while her left propped her up. Looking up at me she nodded.

“Use your words. Tell me. Do you want your last word?”

“Yes.. yes.” She sighed.

“Your last word is,” I paused briefly. “Faster.”

A smile came over her face. The meticulousness of my teasing was about to come to an abrupt end. “Faster!” She exclaimed. She wanted the teasing to end. “Faster!” She repeated.

I slid a second finger inside her. Pressing on her g-spot even harder. My hand moving a little quicker in and out of her. I could feel her body start to tremble.

“Are you enjoying this?”

“YES.” Her emphatic response, coupled with, “Faster.”

My hand increased the intensity. Faster, short quick jabs of my fingers inside her. My thumb bent to tease her clit as my fingers pace increased.

“Are you having fun, Princess?” I whispered. I knew she was cumming. I knew by the quiver that was enveloping her entire body. Her open mouth, her clenched shut eyes, all telltale signs she was in the midst of orgasm.

“OH FUCK,” was her defiant response.

*SPANKSPANK*

Two quick sharp slaps to her clit sparked like a jolt of electricity to her body. A grunt and a moan came from her mouth. My hand immediately returning to her drenched pussy. “Do you have a request?” I whispered again.

“Faster.” Came her breathy reply.

My hands pace more furious than before. A second wave of passion. The clench of her vagina was unmistakable. She was cumming again, already.

As the strain in her body started to release, I relaxed my hand. Back to the gentle slow pace I had started. Removing my fingers from inside her and back to leisurely circle her clit again.

As her eyes opened and her mouth had closed, she looked into my eyes. I licked my lips, and raised my fingers to my mouth to taste her. Fresh juices from her orgasms and they tasted so sweet. “Did you want to taste, Princess?” I asked.

Still within the rules of the game, “Yes” was her only reply.

I smiled and offered her my middle finger to suckle. She worked it like it was my cock, swirling her tongue and sucking every inch.

“Did you enjoy this game?” I asked with a mischievous grin.

“Yes.” She smiled.

“If I gave you one more word, of your choosing, what would that word be?” I asked.

Without hesitation, she bit her lip, smiled and said with a wink “Again.”

~ justherguy

Thank God I'm Pretty

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 17:05:24 -0800

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Thank God I’m Pretty

Here is another one of my favourite Emilie Autumn songs for you to enjoy. i remember these days…

~H

Thank God I’m Pretty

Thank God I’m pretty
The occasional free drink I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide can’t look behind me
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank God I’m pretty
Every skill I ever have will be in question
Every ill that I must suffer merely brought on by myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I’m blessed
I’m truly privilaged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you’re jerking off
And when I’m gone you won’t remember
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank you God
Oh, lord

Thank you God
Oh, oh and when a gaggle of faces appears around me
It’s lucky I hate to be taken seriously
I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
If I couldn’t count on men to slap my ass anymore
I know my destiny’s such, that I’m all stocking and curl
So everybody thinks that I’m a fucking suicide girl

Thank you God
For the occasional champagne I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide can’t look behind me
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank God
Thank God
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you God!

~Emily Autumn

Girls Girls Girls

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 16:41:47 -0800

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Girls Girls Girls

i really love Emilie Autumn and i heard this song for the first time right after writing a research paper on Hysteria. It always makes me laugh and i find it quite fitting for this site. i hope you enjoy it too.

~H

“Girls! Girls! Girls!”

Step right up
We bring to you the finest entertainment
And I am pleased to be your humble servant
Accept our hospitality, indulge in abnormality

Step right up
We’ve something here for everyone’s enjoyment
I do this as a gift, not for employment
A portrait of insanity, approached with pure humanity

Come see our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half price after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Some of them are really quite attractive as you see
Some are truly hideous, I’m sure that you’ll agree
While others still look rather quite a lot like you and me
But you mustn’t let them fool you, just one more rule

You shouldn’t look this one too long in the eye
And that one, let’s just keep walking by
These ain’t no ordinary girls, and we’ve a steady supply
Grab another cup of tea, and follow me

To see our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half price after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Now, has anybody any clever questions for your guide
For a penny more, go on and ask, we have nothing here to hide.

Quiet down! You, sir
If insanity’s primarily a femininish malady,
And no one’s doubting that for it’s a scientific fact,
Then according to the medics, have they faultier genetics?
Are they born with this disease, or is it something they contract?

It has all to do with reproductive organs
Which are naturally unstable in a dame
You see from lunar, we have, lunacy and lunatic and loony
And they’re always ovulating by the cycle of the moony

I have a question
Has any patient ever been released
Would you send her home if her bizarre behavior would decrease?
For the good of our society, they oughtn’t reproduce
So while they may pretend propriety, we’ll never let them loose

Come see the girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half price after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Some are born mad
Some achieve madness
Some have madness thrust upon them
This is the real thing my friends, guaranteed 100 percent, authentic, mentally-ill
Accept no imitations
For a little extra on the side, you can arrange
For a slightly more intimate encounter, wink wink
For a tuppence, just a tuppence, a handful of pills to feed the inmates
We’ve got pills for depression, obsession, aggression, possession, indiscretion,
There’s a bloody pill for everything nowadays!

How big is a lady’s brain?
It’s really very, very small, a simple thought is quite a strain
This seems just a bit inhumane
That’s just a simple little shock, it doesn’t cause her any pain

You see, they’re really more like animals than people
Which has been proven haven’t any souls at all.
The only bits that aren’t inferior are bosom and posterior
And these are only useful in a seedy music hall

They don’t bite, well they might
I say this one does look hungry tonight
So get your picture with an inmate
But be sure she’s locked up tight

They’re practically wild sir
Protect your child sir
They can’t recall the taste of freedom
They’re just happy if we feed them

So point and laugh, it isn’t bad
They oughtn’t mind because they’re mad!
If you haven’t got a dime, toss us your pearls
You’re welcome to enjoy

Our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half price after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time

I’ve got a lot more words to say, but I just can’t make them rhyme
So ladies, let this be a lesson to you, keep your hair uncut
Your corsets tight, your morals high
Your knitting neat, your yappers shut
This is what comes of over-educating,
mentally over-stimulating,
too much serious conversating,
organized religion-hating,
sinful over-copulating,
marriage without pro-creating,
girl-on-girl caught lesbiating,
she was caught while masturbating,
they all mind manipulating,
chronically hallucinating,
certainly there’s no debating,
some we just find fascinating,
women’s rights facilitating,
independent thought creating,
she just may be complicating,
get your money out we’re waiting

To see those
Girls!
Girls!
Girls!

~Emilie Autumn

Open

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 20:18:09 -0800

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Open

Open…good girl.

~H

How to be a good slut. ~H

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 14:50:34 -0800

How to be a good slut.

xspanked-masters-petx: One minute they were in a business...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 14:47:29 -0800

xspanked-masters-petx:

One minute they were in a business meeting… the next minute she found herself stripped and tied to a bed waiting for to be used by each of the executives in the room…

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Wed, 09 Jan 2013 03:06:36 -0800

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Hurt

Gone

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 02:39:35 -0800

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Gone

All gone.

Morte.

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 01:55:35 -0800

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Morte.

Morte. Tout simplement.

Tout ce que je veux

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 12:31:27 -0800

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Tout ce que je veux

Tout ce que je veux pour Noël est pour Vous de déballer Votre jouet et de jouer avec moi de n’importe quelle façon que Vous voulez mon Maître. je Vous adore mon cher Maître. Joyeux Noël.

~His

mmmmmmmmm…love older men. Merry Christmas everyone. ~His

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 12:22:53 -0800

mmmmmmmmm…love older men. Merry Christmas everyone.

~His

The Country

Sun, 02 Dec 2012 00:58:23 -0800

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The Country

she noticed a picnic basket in the backseat of the car as He drove her out to the country. The other cars disappeared one by one the farther they drove. she wanted to ask Him again where they were going but He had made it clear that she wasn’t to make a sound as He drove and idly fondled her soaking pussy.

she still wasn’t comfortable with the way He made her dress, but He had insisted that His slut was always to be ready and available to him. she blushed as she thought about her low cut blouse and the skirt she was wearing without panties underneath.

she moaned softly as she unconsciously pushed her cunt up towards His teasing fingers, but then quickly sucked in her breath as she realized her mistake.

Before she even knew what was happening, He had pulled the car over to the side of the road and was already out of His seat and around to her side of the car. The door flew open and He roughly pulled her from her seat. He took her place in the passenger seat and threw her over His lap. she immediately felt the cool breeze on her bare ass as He lifted her skirt and began to rain hard blows down on her tender bottom.

she bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, but the pain was just too much and she started to scream and kick her legs. He held her down with His strong grip and continued to spank her ass. It wasn’t very long before she could no longer decipher the pain from each blow, it became one horrible stinging sensation and tears erupted from her eyes.

He pulled her up and off His lap by her hair and tossed her back in the car. Without a word, He got back into the driver’s seat and continued to drive. she sat silently beside Him, trying desperately to hold back her sobs.

A little while later they arrived at a peaceful hillside in the country where He ordered her out of the car. Taking the picnic basket with Him, He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her out onto the grassy hill. she stood before Him shaking and looking up at Him through her tear streaked face.

“Strip” was all He said as He opened the basket to reveal an assortment of discipline tools.

“Today, my little bitch, I am going to teach you to obey.”

~His

i wish...

Sat, 01 Dec 2012 19:58:33 -0800

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i wish…

When i look at this photo i can’t help but smile. What a perfect evening this would be; quietly lying naked at Your feet while i show You how much i adore You.

~His

What if...

Sat, 01 Dec 2012 19:41:44 -0800

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What if…

What if no matter how hard you try, you never feel good enough for your Master?

What if no matter how much He encourages you, you never feel like you’ll be able to achieve what He wants?

What if even though you can see how far you’ve come, you don’t think you’ll ever get there?

What if you know that He’s the one who’s meant to own you, but you just don’t feel that you’ll ever be worthy?

What if?

~His

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 09:13:02 -0800

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Derrière mon sourire, je cache mes larmes. je ne peux pas m’empêcher de penser à Vous mon Maître. j’ai envie de Vous dire que je Vous aime une fois de plus, Vous toucher, Vous embrasser encore et encore. Vous me manquez terriblement mon Maître.

Votre grosse chienne ne chaleur

~His