Sir smacked my butt tonight because I said something stupid in the kitchen (stupid along the lines of - "Oh, maybe it's okay to eat these almonds that are coated with eggs, 'cause, maybe I'm not allergic to eggs anymore... I'll just try a couple or five handfuls and see...") Because I've been losing weight … Continue reading Shut Up, Brain!
What emotions do you feel during a punishment? Wow, this is already hard, and it's just the first question. Emotions can be different in different situations and at different stages of the punishment, but almost always sadness, anxiety, sometimes fear or panic at a certain stage. After being punished, a little while after I often … Continue reading Q & A Punishment
The light glints off the black case of my phone. I wonder at the absurdity of the mundane things my mind fixates on in these moments... The light on the logo of my cell phone case... The small scrap of paper on the desk. The reflection, warped by the facets, in the empty water glass. … Continue reading Moments with Sir – Punishment Paddling
Sir is going to meet with K on Friday night. He's going to get beaten. It's a thing they do, and... I've made peace with it in the past, but this time it's upsetting me. Sir and I have talked this through and he wants me to write about it now. I talked to Sub … Continue reading Weary
Sir recently discovered that my new blog theme has emoji buttons at the bottom of posts and decided to go through all of my posts and "like" them with the emoji buttons. I found this both silly and mortifying and, without thinking said, "No, you can't..." I caught myself and stopped, but... not soon enough. … Continue reading Moments with Sir – Can’t?
For someone's birthday... since she wants to know... and because I keep fading to black... Sigh. Happy birthday! This is the second half of Manic. *** The fog of dreams gives way to a replay of last night across the back of my eyelids. I groan and throw my arm across my eyes. It does … Continue reading Manic – Part 2 – SFD
"What were you going to say?" His voice is gentle, one hip is cocked against the counter top, his arms are folded loosely over his chest, all outwardly relaxed, casual. She feels her breath catch in her chest and her eyes widen. "I'm sorry." He tilts his head slightly. "Oh? Are you apologizing or was … Continue reading Mistakes – SFD #4