When training a new/newer submissive Momma has always been mindful to the particular needs of that person. From what level of voice direction they need, pressure of the collar, or even the speed at which their buttocks join with the whip. Once I am able to see what kind of submissive type I am working with I know how best to help them. POSITIVE REINFORCEMEN...
Authors Note: A special thanks to SUSURRUS who took the time to review the raw form of this story and edit it for me. I really appreciate the effort and skill and as a result, this is almost as much his work as it is mine. I hope you enjoy and I would love to hear your feedback. Beth woke up and rolled over expecting to find John lying next to her, only...
Flora sat on the couch, regarding a large, plain box in the middle of the coffee table. It was the diapers they'd order, damn two day shipping. She pouted at the box, which remained a large, plain box oblivious to her grumpiness. She heard David's car pull up, he'd be so excited to see they'd been delivered. She sat up straight and smoothed out her t-shir...
You arrive home after a long week of incessant work. The weekend has finally come. The tasks of the day are still fresh in your mind as you try to distract yourself with some music. All week you have tended to the whims of others, constantly addressing the issues of superiors and peers in the workplace. Always having to maintain the façade of an alpha, dicta...
Dan Colbert and Janice Washington stood next to each other on the set of the new morning program that they would co-host together. They were listening to the director's final instructions before the cameras would being rolling. Each had been through hair and make up, and the director was making sure that their hidden ear pieces worked so that they could hear...
"Please Master" she begged "Please Master, girl promises she'll be good, she won't ever play again. Please Master." The girl knelt before Him, weeping, tear stained face as she told Him about her slip, her faux pas, her loss of control. she sobbed as she begged forgiveness. This was the third time this week that she had lost control and played with His puss...
Tes watched as the hands tried to juggle. She focused harder, trying to control them better. The four hands could not coordinate with each other. The balls would fly up in the air in random arcs. If they did not completely miss the hand that was suppose to catch them, they would be bounced about on fingers with all the dexterity of a drunk having a seizure....
I originally wrote this years ago and ended up not publishing it, but a new friend encouraged me to publish it now. Thank you, Picardi300:) This isn't the complete story; let me know what you think and maybe I'll post the rest :) ***** Do you have any idea what would happen if we were ever in a room together? I do. We'd look at each other, but try not to...
A Beginners Guide to Spanking her... (Second in the series for BDSM Beginners) {Editorial note: I do not mean to insult A/anyone, but for simplicity for the beginner I did not follow the proper capitalization rules.} In the first part of this series I talked about the founding principle of BDSM: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. I don't think enough can be said...
It's been a long time since I have refused the ritual of Halloween. The ritual that has countless species to come out at night. This Halloween I would do something about it. I was climbing out of my window in a dark blue vest with a black undershirt, black jeans, and a dark blue scarf wrapped around my face. "And just where do you think you're going young m...