Waiting

A Nice Little Distraction

As you have been somewhat playful (your definition, not mine I hasten to say) it is time to deliver a little learning session reflecting the need for you to change your attitude. I consider that you have been disrespectful and that cannot be allowed to pass unnoticed or unpunished because, as we all know, such behaviour spreads like wildfire and creates significant problems further down the line.

I tell you to get undressed and to stand with your back to me while I tie your wrists and put a blindfold over your eyes, telling you to be very still. I carefully turn you around and guide you to the couch where I lay you on your back.

Instinctively you open your legs, in an effort to please your Sir, mindful of now trying to redress the balance from earlier and anxious about not knowing exactly what is coming. Good strategy but Sir is unimpressed.

I tease your nipples with my fingers, making them ache and tingle, sensitive and getting sore yet wanting Sir’s attention to continue. Shame, because I stop and am silent.

The silence is deafening for you and the lack of Sir’s touch is worrying. What might I be thinking? What might be happening next?

What comes next is the sensation of a series of sharp but exciting ripples across your skin, dancing across your gorgeous tummy, zigzagging as Sir decides upon the pathways and the patterns, moving carefully across your nipples, making then tingle and dance. They are hard and aching for attention.

I move the Wartenberg Wheel back over your tummy and you instinctively arch your back, in full knowledge and anticipation of where I will be taking it next, exciting, tingling with anticipation and knowing that you have put your faith in Sir’s guidance and support. I move the wheel and run it along the inside of your gorgeous thighs, running the wheel back and forth, skimming your gorgeous pussy which I can see is wet and very excited.

I remove the Wheel from any contact with your body and ask you if you are sorry for your poor behaviour and attitude earlier: breathlessly you confirm that you are and that you will not do that again.

Possibly not, but almost certainly to be repeated in some form down the line.

I then run the wheel up and down the outside of your pussy. Lightly, carefully, with intricate patterns, gently teasing your clit, circling her, using the tips of the wheel to make her throb and tingle, making you gasp at the sensation, something new and something making you very wet and hot.

I remind you that your attitude needs to change radically and that I expect better from you, otherwise the Wheel will return and we will revisit this.

I leave you there to think about your poor behaviour, to reflect on why you failed to reach Sir’s standards and what you will do to redeem yourself.

You know that a firm fucking is about to be delivered to complete this attitude adjustment, something to satisfy your aching and longing to now please your Sir.

Now, should I allow you to cum, or do I withhold that, because, as you well know, that is a precious gift from your Sir, and this is correcting your mindset, is it not?

Submit to Sir

I will take you any way I want to, that is the deal.

In doing so, when it happens, taking you either quickly or slowly, is Sir’s choice.

Your anticipation and Adrenalin is so sweet, I can feel it in your skin, your hair, your breath, your lips But most importantly in your Taste.

I smell it.

I Taste it.

I love it.

Always.

Maintenance

Everything needs some form of Maintenance unless the item or commodity is a one-use product or service: the cup holding your Costa for instance (unless you want to take it home and use it as a temporary plant pot, possibly) or the cheap Biro pen you use to scribble your notes, make a shopping list or write to your Aunt from Cleveland (once it runs out, it is finished).

Maintenance keeps things running well and allows for corrective action to be taken, to make sure that there are no unwelcome surprises on the horizon. Think a regular 8,000 mile service for your car, identifying actions needed to keep the engine in pristine condition.

I think you get the picture and the principles here.

Maintenance is VERY important in making sure that my Submissive operates within the boundaries that have been set and which must be respected. To not have a process of Maintenance means that things are at risk of crumbling and decaying into a position where there is uncertainty, slackness, a lowering of standards and a loss of respect.

Maintenance needs to be a regular and programmed activity that refreshes commitment and dedication but which also, very importantly, gives certainty.

Maintenance needs to be focused on the following areas:

·        Emotional contact: regular support, guidance and introducing context and meaning. Just because you said that her welfare and thoughts were important once does not mean that you should just leave it there. Closeness and connection are essential.

·        Rules re-enforcement and refresh: this area needs attention to make sure that the guiding principles that you have set are being followed. Human nature will always be to seek out shortcuts and cheats around systems: the lifestyle is no different to this so a firm eye on behaviour is essential. Even the most placid Submissive will push against the Rules, pretend to be a little wayward and flutter her eyelashes to wheedle out of Rules. Reaffirming the Rules and correcting behaviour is a key Maintenance role.

·        Symbols: any jewellery or clothing that has been specified needs to be followed and your Maintenance needs to ensure that this is not forgotten, ignored or cast aside. This might be the start of a slippery slope which, if left unchallenged, will result in a lot of effort and work to pull back. Make sure that there is NO deviation here.

·        Protocols: daily routines need to be followed to the proverbial letter. At your Desk by a certain time, instructions on how to sit, leg positions, information about Breakfast and Lunch, specific clothing on specific days all figure here. Good Maintenance would be enforcing a change at short notice to keep her focused and diligent.

·        Spankings: an essential part of Maintenance. The Maintenance Spanking is just that, to act as a reminder of her place and her dedication. Not as hard as a Punishment Spanking but a firm and warm (no pun intended) cue that Ownership and Obedience are the cornerstones of the relationship. Delivered both when there appears to be a little deviation emerging but also valuable as a clear reminder that there is a position here to be honoured, cherished and kept.

·        Control: deviations are to be challenged the moment they appear. Like the weeds that grow in a path, this needs to be sorted as soon as it presents itself. Certainty is critical in the lifestyle and Control embodies this. Listen to what is being said, think about the views that you are hearing and then decide, clearly and firmly, what will be happening next. Bratty or challenging behaviour is to be expected from time to time but Maintenance is all about keeping Control which will benefit both parties.

·        Setting Tasks: from a Maintenance perspective set at least one Task each day, however small it might be, but vary this so that a pattern does not emerge. This could be writing in her Journal for you to see and comment upon, giving a book to read and instructing when to read a specific chapter or taking a specific picture for you to look at. When there are no specifics to focus upon her mind can wander away from the path that you have set.

·        Pleasure Control: giving permission to play and cum. This is very important as a Maintenance tool as it gives you the ability to reward for good behaviour and to punish for things that have displeased you by withholding this. Make sure that you use this tool wisely, set parameters and guidelines on what she is allowed to focus upon as she plays and ensure that you receive an appropriate level of gratitude for your gift.

Maintenance is always to be taken seriously to keep the relationship on track and with the focus upon you at the centre of everything.

Focus

Focus and application are the cornerstones of the dynamic and essential if the connection is to grow and develop. Any wavering or lack of attention detracts from the power of the links between us.

Needless to say that will neither go unnoticed or unpunished.

Think about driving down a country lane at night, woods at either side.  (The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep. And miles to go before I sleep: I cannot resist a slice of Robert Frost!).

The lights of the car pierce the darkness, light the way and give a clear path, the light beam having boundaries, its centre giving direction and focus, moving around the bends and dips in the road accordingly. However the car moves the light beam remains the focus of my attention.

Focus: the main or central point of something, especially of attention or interest: a centre of activity, attraction, or attention: a point of concentration

1640s, "point of convergence," from Latin focus "hearth, fireplace"

Picking up the Latin, focus is where the warmth and heat sits in the connection.

A clear commitment to deliver, with dedication and enthusiasm, whatever is required of you, whenever it is required, with the solid intention of pleasing your Sir.

Focus is a two-way street however: my focus is upon moulding and training my Submissive as I go, making her the best she can be, both in the lifestyle but also supporting and directing in her career, interactions and involvement with others in the Vanilla world and in being a sounding board for her.

Her focus on me is to please and satisfy her Sir. My focus will involve challenge and pushing against boundaries where I feel that is beneficial for her, but not at the risk of extreme discomfort or unease.

Focus is immediate and is the music of our dance: this never switches off or quietens down.

Crave

Crave is a very powerful and emotive word, something that grips both the emotions and physiology: a fire from within that never subsides, that is ever-present even when other things are happening in life. It is the voice that will not be silent, the music that never quietens and the tidal wave on the ocean that washes into the beach over and over again.

Crave: something permanent, never to fade, always to be there, to long for, want greatly and to desire eagerly, wanting and seeking my approval.

Crave: from the Old English word Crafian. Related to the Old Norse word krefja, to demand.

Strong feelings of wanting something, desiring attention and focus that nurtures your submission to your Sir, feeling approval, excitement in permission given, even in the smallest tokens or issues of behaviour, attitude and expression.

Crave: knowing that you can proceed with your daily routines and tasks, safe in the knowledge that you have the consent that you need from Sir BUT also recognising that if I decide to change my mind and instruct something different, you will follow this unreservedly.

Crave is a switch that is permanently on. Crave is a switch that cannot be turned off.

Crave relates directly to your commitment to your Sir: in return you have my undivided attention. My desire and care for you, to develop and train you where it is needed: my control, my ability to punish where it is needed but also to reward and guide where it is warranted.

Above all else, Crave is the power of a strong and ever-growing commitment to your Sir.

The Stairs

It is time for bed, time for you to show just how much you love and hold dear your Sir.

You look so attractive in your new dark blue top, the colour suits you really well, your hair is up in your ponytail and we have been snuggled on the couch watching TV. Being the dutiful Submissive you have worn your little black skirt for your Sir and been very comfortable in doing so.

You SHOULD be comfortable with that as you know that Sir enjoys seeing your legs, that it pleases me and that your Number One priority is to keep me happy.

Your mind starts wandering about what bedtime will entail, will there be some punishment tonight? (You were slightly cheeky at several points this afternoon which seemed to have gone unnoticed – that said, Sir is always aware and fully switched on where challenge and disrespect appears).

You wonder if you have been attentive and focused enough on Sir today – should you have done more to please me, to show your devotion, commitment and total respect? Did you try to surprise me with gestures in public that only we recognise and understand or did you just forget about that edge and closeness?

Numerous questions that need considering.

Perhaps there might be a way of appeasing Sir before you get into the bedroom ……………………..

As you head up the stairs, with Sir behind you, time to use your legs to try to put Sir in a better frame of mind.

I am sure that you will know what to do ………………………………..

Date Night

I will tease and push you like never before: I will edge you to the very limit of your being.

I will make you give me a blow job until I alone am happy with your performance. Poor effort will equal severe punishment. It is very likely that I will make you weak with this.

I will trace the word Submissive into your inner thighs with my fingers, tongue and your lipstick.

 You will remember this ALWAYS.

I will bend you over my knee and spank you with my Paddle, your Hairbrush and my hand. You will feel my presence long after I have finished with you.

After that I will plug you with a selection of toys that are of MY choosing.

Then I will tie your hands behind your back, gag you, blindfold you and then fuck you. Hard.

I will deprive you of your senses until I decide that they can come back.

You will know that you are Owned and you will be happy with that.

Red is my favourite colour

I run my fingers through your hair and look into your eyes, telling you that you are mine.

You want to give yourself to your Sir, right there and then.

We kiss, lightly, lips touching gently. You want more, deeper, more intense, more Ownership and Control.

I push you slowly and gently to the wall, its coldness focuses your attention through your T shirt.

I kiss you again.

I put my left hand around your throat and press, just enough to make you gasp and draw breath as I drill my eyes into yours.

Your pulse starts to race and your breath gets deeper.

I slip my right hand into your red panties, chosen for you to wear today, and quickly find your clit, stroking and circling her, feeling your warmth and wetness growing.

I remind you that you are Owned and that I expect the very best from my Submissive.

You have much work to do ………

Coming Home

That was a long day, surrounded by idiots and having to deal with challenging people.

I’m bushed.

Up the stairs to the apartment, only a few steps to go and I am tired, but I know that I will get a second wind when I see my Submissive.

I open the door and step inside: the smell of Dinner cooking hits me and I instantly feel better. I close the door behind me and see my Submissive exactly where I told he to be: kneeling down on the carpet, her forehead on the ground and her delicious bottom in the air. To her left is my Paddle and to her right is my Crop.

I tell her to remain very still and quiet, speaking only when I give permission. I stand there in silence which I know she finds exciting and which heightens her anticipation and nervousness.

I can hear her breathing as I step nearer, short and heavy with the weight of uncertainty: will Sir be kind or harsh, demanding and challenging? I can just sense the thoughts tumbling through her mind!

I pick up the Paddle and run its edge along her spine, starting with her neck and trace it all the way to the top of her bottom which is beautifully formed and aching for my attention. I hear a low gasp as I rest the Paddle on her, tapping that gorgeous skin lightly.

It all goes quiet as the Paddle rests on her, sitting down her back along her spine.

Anticipation is everything.

I pick up the crop and gently trace her shoulders with it, dancing along, faintly touching her soft, smooth skin. I run it down to her bottom which is still beautifully arched upwards as a show of her submission to me. I decide it is time to leave my mark on her as I smack her across her bottom crisply and then repeat on both cheeks: I see a nice red stripe developing as she struggles to not cry out, half in pleasure and half in pain, knowing that I expect a lot from her.

I tap the back of her legs and move them apart wider with the crop: she willingly obliges, wanting to please her Sir and wanting to show her Obedience.

I run the very tip of the crop along her pussy which O can now see is nicely pink and beautifully wet. The tip of the crop teases her bottom, something I will be fucking at bed time. The crop parts her lips and she asks if she can talk to me as the length of the crop rubs against her clit.

I tell her she can speak and she asks me if she can cum as the crop is driving her to distraction.

My decision is a firm NO! You can wait until later.

I put the crop on the floor and pick up the Paddle. She gasps in anticipation and silently waits for what she knows is coming next. I wait for 30 seconds which seems like a lifetime for her before delivering 10 medium hard spanks on both cheeks, each strike making her cry out but thanking me for every one of them.

I admire my work: nicely pink and warm with stripes from the crop.

I tell her to stand up and face me as I look into her eyes and gently kiss her, parting her fantastic legs as I trace the edge of her pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness. A beautiful feeling, gently circling her clit.

I tell her that Dinner had better be good or there is some serious punishment to come.

I turn her around and guide her into the Kitchen.

It is time for Dinner and you are to be naked until I decide otherwise.

The Wand

I tell you to come into the bedroom and get undressed but you are to keep your black panties on.

You start to get nervous, a tingling in your fingers and toes.

I bend you over the bed and give you 10 hard spanks on your bottom. These make you gorgeously pink and I know that you will be starting to get wet.

You wonder why you have been told to keep your panties on.

I tell you that you are going to be punished for your lack of focus and direction.

You lay on your back and are told to be very still and quiet.

I tie your ankles together and then blindfold you.

You are now very nervous; your nipples are hard and are aching for attention.

I plug your Wand in to the socket by the bed.

You hear the sound of the plug going into the socket and your ears prick up, wondering what the device might be.

I place the edge of the Wand against your clit but, as yet, the motor is not running.

You recognise the feel of the toy against you and focus upon its feel and its coolness against your wetness.

I use my belt to tie your thighs together which then holds the Wand in place.

You feel me take your wrists and then tie than to the edge of the bed, making any resistance impossible.

I whisper in your ear that I will decide how many times you are to cum.

You nod, knowing that this will not be a short punishment.

I turn on the Wand and it begins to whirl away, gently teasing you and making you even wetter.

You wriggle and squirm as the first wave of pleasure works through you and you cry out with pleasure.

I turn up the intensity of the Wand and it begins again, and again, as the speed and power increases.

You ask if I will be fucking you later.

I tell you it depends on how grateful you are for my attention.

You nod, nervously.

I tell you that when I set you free your panties, which I will be keeping, had better be very wet.

It is going to be a long, hard-working evening for you …………..