Accepting my fate

Spring Rules 2019

New House Rules

 

It’s the weekend, and so no underclothing. I did ask, respectfully, if I might wear a bra today. As a result, Milord grinned at me, said no, then found a white blouse for me to wear instead. I closed my eyes, blushed, but accepted his decree. Now, I’m hoping for a quiet day at home, but somehow, I have a feeling he has other plans. Really, there’s nothing for me to do but accept my fate. I have, after all, agreed to follow his rules. My embarrassment at being so exposed simply doesn’t measure up to the pleasure I see in his eyes when I accept his words and obey without complaint.

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