Tag: W
A Work from Home Task
These were the parameters of Task 11: Wear high heels all day. Knees must be separated all day. This includes no crossing of legs. (Count infractions for future penalty.) Wear a paper clip on each nipple all day. (Record minutes of failure for future penalty.) All phone calls must be…
It doesn’t take much.
I’m having a day. Coming out of my self-imposed isolation, I guess, and starting to feel the need for BDSM. Every single time I am surprised at reaching the 8 or 10 or 12 day mark and realizing this is a need. A fucking need. Half in jest I asked…
Tasks 7 & 8: Watersports
Two of my current tasks involve peeing. W and I are no strangers to the bizarre ways that pee-games affect me. He makes me drink his piss and he pisses on me, not frequently, but often enough to remind me that he can, and will, whenever he chooses. And honestly?…
Task 4 – Labeled
“Write “Fuck Meat” in letters at least 2″ tall on a part of your body not normally visible to the public. Also write the letters FM in a body location that can be seen by the public. Have a ready explanation in case anyone asks what the letters stand for.…
Task 2 – Sheer Madness
I had a choice of three potential tasks. I chose to “Wear a sheer blouse out for the evening,” although “lacing my rings shut with a necklace chain” was what I wanted to do, but since I didn’t think anyone was going to see it, and I was feeling like doing…
Task 1 – Sex and Blood
I’ve talked about lots of things here, but one of the things I haven’t talked about (much) is blood. No, not the kind that happens when you cut yourself (or someone cuts you), or vampire play, or even bloodletting and the like. Neither W or I has a thing for…
Wanton Wednesday – Sex as a Weapon
The other day I talked about when he uses sex as a tool. Just another implement in his arsenal of toys, something to drive me into the space he wants me to go, to subjugate me, to make me that small, mindless, used girl at his feet. It’s an effective…
Insatiable
From my Fetlife updates a few minutes ago: “You’d think after 2 days & nights of play I’d be all content & stuff, but NO…I am jonesing BAD to get roughed up…slapped around…HURT. I wanna find that “puddle of goo” space & crawl inside it.” And: “…I want something a…
Hooray for Sexretary Day!
Today was Sexretary Day, which means I got to work from W’s home in slutwear, high heels, chains and tit collars. Hooray! Last night, W’s Sexretary was apparently drinking too much and let some corporate secrets out at the dinner she attended with him and the CEO’s of his competition.…
Don’t Change Me!
I was reading a post in one of my favorite discussion groups on Fet, “Not Quite Ready for Polite Company M/sers”– Oh, wait. I’m not in an M/s relationship, so maybe I shouldn’t be part of the group, or comment in it. Actually, for the most part, I don’t comment…