Morticia

Morticia:    Gomez.
Gomez:      Querida?

Morticia:
Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me.

Do it again!

True D/dynamic

How D/s is supposed to be

(at least My perception of the lifestyle)

Don’t worry if you don’t understand because it no longer matters to Me what others think.  But for  those who do know…. enjoy O/our common knowledge

your Choice

Christmas?
D/s?
Silence of the lambs?

Lol

He Just Made That Story Up

There ain’t no girl like that!

I saw you first, Mr. Happy Go Lucky, John Cougar Mellencamp

I’ll Tell you When you’re Being Punished

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.”

permission granted (to click on image)

you WILL follow protocol!

she’d always been a hugger

-There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable

-Mark Twain

The most important knot was tightened and in place

He’d placed it perfectly on the spot that always brought about her undivided attention.   It was held just right by two ropes that also divided her pussy.

Quite the diagram He’d discovered:  “bound and aroused in public”

REALLY?  People really think this stuff up?

Yes My pet..apparently someone did, and now you’re going to try it!  W/we will go for an extended walk.  Maybe W/we’ll sit down at a bar downtown…on a stool, and I’ll watch your reaction.  I think it’ll be entertaining for U/us both.  I know I will enjoy watching you squirm as that knot rubs and tugs.

W/we’ll put your coat back on and I’ll install your handcuffs.   you’ll walk back through town with wrists secured behind your back and empty sleeves.   No one will notice  as W/we window shop.  I’ll take your empty sleeve and run it through My arm as if you are holding Me tight.  It’ll be fun!

I wonder what you’ll do IF W/we run into someone W/we know on O/our way home and you can’t hug them?  Maybe that nice smelling lady friend of yours that you always enjoy seeing?  Won’t she think it strange when you don’t give her a hug?  Or will W/we let her in on your little secrets?

When W/we get home I will place you in HEAVY steel and use what I’m sure will be a very wet pussy…properly.

OH…how PURELY evil!   L/let’s go now!

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Do you Hear What I Hear?

Attracted to

Tell me what a man finds sexually attractive and I will tell you his entire philosophy of life. Show me the woman he sleeps with and I will tell you his valuation of himself….. The man who is proudly certain of his own value, will want the highest type of woman he can find, the woman he admires, the strongest, the hardest to conquer–because only the possession of a heroine will give him the sense of an achievement, not the possession of a brainless slut.’ — Ayn Rand

Tour

“Submission is not about being used, submission is about being of use. Submission is not about what is done to you, submission is about what you do for others.” ~ Author Unknown

All Aboard?

her wrists tied over head and cinched to the pillar. The 1/4″ braided nylon rope makes a slight squeek on the painted white oak with her attempts to reposition. That noise only confirms in her mind the place she’s headed and it takes her further away from the room. (sub space) It’s a place she’s visited before.

Lets see, how does One describe this place? I’ve never been as I’ve always been the driver for the trip. I’ve seen it in her eyes as they go blank and distant. (she’d explain but she’s a noodle at the moment) A runners high? perhaps

Now let’s add a few more items for Y/your amusement?

Legs are spread and held wide by a bar. In heels her thighs are tense and this accentuates her ass. The conflict between comfort and pain pull her further down the road.

Of course she becomes a thing, an object, a toy. All for Me during this journey. I monitor and decide where W/we go next as she floats.

Do I wake her up with the caress non-stop on her clit? Or with super charged results will her ass feel the sting of the leather strap nick named the “bitch”?

Maybe a jeweled plug….that would be pretty.

It’s all a part of the scene. Nothing  from the vanilla world compares once you’ve visited where W/we’re going.

Drool leaks past her ball gag and lands in a pool on the floor.
Bell style clamps tinkle a faint tune as nipples turn dark. Painted hair lays in a semi wet mess on glistening shoulders held up by secured wrists.

Wow

It’s a journey W/we take together

A struggle on many levels
I watch her…..struggle…..yes
Beg for more
Ask permission
Oh what you’ll do for Me
Oh what W/we do on O/our trip

Next stop?