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I’ll Tell you When you’re Being Punished

Posted in D/s erotica, kinky with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 19, 2013 by siranneal

He:  Perving internet images in the television room

she:  showering

Getting a wild Dom hair up his ass he decides to do something about pent-up needs.

He walks into the small bathroom.  she’s naked and wrapping her hair up into a bath towel.  “Hello Sir!”

No return greeting is offered

“Turn around!”

“Oh Sir!”

“I said  TURN AROUND!!”

she reluctantly complies and he installs the “Cubbs” on her wrists behind her back.  “please….Sirrrrrr?”

“Quiet, I’m tired of the complaining when I decide to use you!”  He takes clovers connected by chain out of his bathrobe pocket and her eyes widen.  While attaching the clovers to her nipples…”you will hold this chain in your mouth while I take a shower.  It might help  if you lower your head and take the strain off your tits. If you let this chain drop out of your mouth you will receive 10 hard strokes from My paddle on your ass.  Do you understand?”

“yesh shur”

“Good.  Now, KNEEL!”

Minutes later he gets out of the shower.  (she’s drooling AND crying)  Removing the first clover she stifles a scream but holds the chain connecting the clamps in her mouth.  The second clamp is removed and she’s sniffling snot back and her tears continue to stream.  He finishes drying off, removes the chain from her mouth and presents himself in her face.

“you may suck My cock slut.”

Through tears she takes him in her mouth while crying……crying!   Aware but in such a mood he decides she’s just going to have to work through it.  He’s been there before with her.  Always losing rock hard status with his concern about her state of mind and well-being.  Always afraid of the crossed line between his love and his lust.  she concentrates on her assignment as he watches in the bathroom mirror.

The whole scene is dark….Why is this?  It’s hot for him…hot and hard as she takes more of him and succeeds

After care

“Sir, it felt like you were punishing me and that’s why I was crying.”

“No pet, if you were being punished I would have told you at the start.”

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Time To Get Ready, yes Master!

Posted in Dry Humor with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on May 20, 2012 by siranneal

A “catchy” little tune

Hey! Little Girl
Comb your hair, fix your makeup
Soon he will open the door
Don’t think because there’s a ring on your finger
You needn’t try anymore

For wives should always be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
I’m warning you…

Day after day
There are girls at the office
And men will always be men
Don’t send him off with your hair still in curlers
You may not see him again

For wives should always be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
He’s almost here…

Hey! Little girl
Better wear something pretty
Something you’d wear to go to the city and
Dim all the lights, pour the wine, start the music
Time to get ready for love
Time to get ready
Time to get ready for love

Correction

Posted in D/s erotica with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 21, 2012 by siranneal

What are you?

“I’m not horny this morning”

EXCUSE ME?

And before her correction she found herself held (head first by the nape)  in His crotch….

“Lick!”  and instantly she began her attempt at redemption….

T/they’d been enjoying casual conversation in bed with freshly ground coffee and Tweets.  she sharing her writing successes and He encouraging in general conversation…you know the kind?

The previous evening had been the same..but she’d exhibited a slightly defiant attitude…He’s suspected that it wasn’t on purpose per say, but rather of a forgetful nature.  Just little statements or actions that had caught His attention.  It had once been stated “she doesn’t have a submissive bone in her body!”  her Sir knew differently…but He also knew she needed “gentle” reminders of what she knew was her true place in a relationship.  The place that she’d admitted to Him was where she was most comfortable and longed to be.  A place she’d always wanted to go but hadn’t lived

“DON’T MOVE!” 

He rolled her off His cock and on her back perpendicular to the length of the bed.  At the end of the bed was her holding chain and cuffs.  After He’d locked the neck chain to the baseboard He grabbed her neck by the metal collar and swiftly pulled her up.

“COME OVER HERE AND KNEEL” 

He was rougher than normal….and she realized that His line had been crossed…. “BACK UP” ….and doing so immediately felt the steel locked around her wrists and ankles.

“WHAT ARE YOU AGAIN????  DO I NEED TO REMIND YOU OF WHAT YOU ARE???”

no Sir

With her head bowed as far as the collar would allow… I’m a horny submissive slut Sir.

“And you are ALWAYS available for your Sir…CORRECT?

yes Sir

Now she was in place and in space and had returned to her place.  He observed her as He shaved.  No… she hadn’t gone anywhere as she couldn’t.  He was quietly  impressed that she hadn’t tried to reposition.  her head hadn’t moved an inch and was still bowed and the eyes lowered submissively.  This posture had never been a subject in her training, and seemed a natural reaction on her part.

He came to His pet…cock hard…and wiped it’s precome on her mouth.

“In the past I’d have let your comment slide but not anymore slut.  I’m done putting up with your little miscues”

yes Sir

Now…show Me what you are! 

 And without hesitation she opened her mouth…..

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And now…

Posted in life with tags , , , , , , on January 24, 2012 by siranneal

The sun decides to come out

A former employer calls Me out of the blue this morning.  Just for the heck of it “to say hello and see what I’m up to” were His words.  Maybe that move out West isn’t too far away….

quote stolen from blueholiday’s “fetlife” profile

You might come here Sunday on a whim.
Say your life broke down. The last good kiss
you had was years ago. You walk these streets
laid out by the insane, past hotels
that didn’t last, bars that did, the tortured try
of local drivers to accelerate their lives.
Only churches are kept up. The jail
turned 70 this year. The only prisoner
is always in, not knowing what he’s done.

-Richard Hugo (excerpt from “Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg”)

Super tramp

Posted in D/s erotica, kinky with tags , , , , , , , , on August 12, 2010 by siranneal

Even in the quietest moments

And even though the sun is shining
I feel the rain
Here it comes again..dear..
And even when you showed me
My heart was out of tune
For theres a shadow of doubt thats not letting me find you too soon
The music that you gave me
The language of my soul
Lord i want to be with you wont you let me come in from the cold
Dont you let the sun fade away

Even in the quitest moments
I wish i knew
What i had to do

Locking Buckles (of course!)

Posted in BDSM with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on July 8, 2010 by siranneal

How fricken awsome is this item?

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