My Ard Ri was as strict as he had promised and I had just a wonderful-est (is that a word?) weekend as I thought I would. That is not to say, however, that there weren't moments and plenty of them when I wasn't particularly comfortable. Let me describe one of those moments and what I … Continue reading First Class Boot Camp – Reviewed
We walked into this beautiful hotel. At least I think it's beautiful. My Ard Ri (aka my lover and dominant. When he is in "dominate" mode, I call him him Ard Ri or High King for those of you who are not familiar with this Irish Term) has taped small patches over both of my … Continue reading First Class Boot Camp
“So I’m forgiven?” he asked. “Oh yes,” she whispered. “Good. I want to make love to you Carrie.” His blue eyes turned bright as midnight stars. “God, yes! My bedroom is upstairs. It is the first door on the right.” He stood, lifting her in his arms. His mouth again took hers. He stumbled once … Continue reading Except – Learning to Love
I'm in training. I have chosen to be in training. I have asked Milord to enforce strict disciple and he has, happily, agreed. Today was an example. We were driving along - Milord enjoys driving - and suddenly we stopped. We were on a deserted country road and he told me to get out of … Continue reading Immediate Discipline
So Mister had asked me, as part of my rules from last winter, maybe fall, to consider getting my nipples pierced. He would never have forced me to do this, but I knew he really wanted me to. I was scared as shit to do it, but I did agree to consider it, and so … Continue reading I did it!