Wifely Training – 2

Wifely training began with Bella strapped down to her personal bench. Count.   To what? Until I stop. The soft suede of the flogger brushed her raised bottom and she began to count. "This won't be so bad," she thought, but by the count of 20, she had changed her mind. With each stroke, the  intensity … Continue reading Wifely Training – 2

Wifely Training – 3

Bella stood, her back against the wall, hands on her head. Her ass was sore from the morning and nightly floggings, her bum hole filled with a rather large plug. Six days ago she could never have imagined standing like this. Now, all she wanted was to make sure she learned everything she possibly could … Continue reading Wifely Training – 3