Waiting

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 …………..

You need to learn

Disappointed does not even come close. Your attitude and bratty behaviour in the restaurant was not something I like, as well you know.

Sir is NOT happy.

There is no point apologising or telling me that you will not make the same mistake again, the Deed, as they say, is done. You need to know it is time to correct this.

I tell you to get undressed and stand in front of me with your hands behind your back.

I tell you to remain very still while I put your blindfold on and I whisper in your ear to remind you that you have badly let me down.

Getting nervous?

I tell you to start to tease your nipples, circling them and then stretching them out with your fingers: I want to see them hard and erect.

Standing there in the dark you concentrate on your Task but wonder how this will end, already suspecting that nipple play will not be all that your punishment involves.

I tell you to start to pinch them, lightly at first, and eager to get back in Sir’s good books, you follow my Order. Some initial soreness and tenderness is now setting in, along with warmth and some serious wetness.

Things change when you feel the end of my Crop being traced across your shoulders and down your tummy: this makes you quiver with nervousness, anticipation and excitement, not knowing how this will play out.

I tell you to pinch your nipples harder and that I want you hear your pleasure and pain as the edge of the crop taps at the front of your legs, its presence heightening your wetness.

Using the crop I part your legs until they are about a foot apart, running the crop up and down the inside of your legs, tapping your flesh with increasing emphasis as the crop moves up towards your very wet pussy.

I tell you to open your legs wider while reminding you that you are still to work on your nipples, which by now are getting into the super-sensitive state which is driving you to distraction.

You beg for me to release you from teasing and punishing your nipples but Sir ignores this and I remind you to carry on until I tell you otherwise.

I run the crop along your pussy, backwards and forwards, teasing your lips apart, rubbing gently against your clit.

Not so cheeky, confident, bratty, challenging and difficult now, are we?

I tell you to stop, remove the crop and leave you there, blindfolded.

The room falls quiet and all you can hear is the sound of your breathing and the pounding of your heart combined with the soreness and tenderness of your nipples that now ache for Sir’s touch.

Nothing, no sounds, feeling Sir’s presence, just darkness, tenderness and a very wet and excited little pussy which is now throbbing with anticipation.

Your next sensation is that of extreme coldness as Sir runs an ice cube over your tummy and then rubs it across your nipples, giving them some very short-lived relief before the ice is removed and you remain standing in silence.

How you wish that you had been better behaved earlier.

I turn you around and direct you to the table and bend you over it, opening your legs with the crop until they are parted to my satisfaction.

Ten sharp deliveries from the crop land on your perfect, smooth bottom, only this time you cry out on every stroke, partly from being punished, partly for being sorry but partly because you know what is coming next.

The darkness under the blindfold increases the sensations 1000%.

I unzip my trousers and fuck you from behind, your pussy is very wet and you beg me to give you permission to cum, which you know will not be given.

Just when you are at the very edge of release I stop, pull you upright and take your blindfold off, whispering in your ear that it will soon be bedtime when you can apologise properly.

Different arrangements for you when working from Home

When Sir is in the apartment there will be a new routine for you to follow, to the letter so that Sir can see your Submission and Dedication.

I will choose the Gag that you are to wear when you are not on the phone or in a Teams meeting. I will put the Gag in your mouth and fasten it in place and I will decide when it is to be removed.

I know that you said that you wanted to wear a Gag that has a cock which sits into your throat, this may be allowed but there may be others that Sir prefers at any point in time.

You will carry on with your work while the Gag is in place.

When you need to talk on the phone or join a Teams meeting I will take it out, but it goes back in place as soon as you are done.

You will drool a little onto your boobs which will be part of your submission to your Sir but I will clean you when you are going into a Teams meeting. You know how important your presentation is to me.

The Gag will remind you that your focus is always to be on your Sir.

I will remove the Gag at points that I decide are suitable for you to have a drink, have a snack that I have made for you or to give Sir a blowjob.

You need to think carefully about how you will attempt to get my attention when I am in the apartment – I am sure you will think of something.

Sir XX

Control is ……

Control is everything, it is the beginning and the middle and the ending.

Control gives clear boundaries and parameters within which to operate and where freedom can be found. Knowing this important principle is both empowering and gives freedom from any doubt, insecurities and any uncertainty about what is expected of you.

Control should be respected because it is a clear and never-wavering gift: I have thought long and hard about the Rules with the sole intention of developing you into the best person that you can be. The best in terms of your Commitment to your Sir, your Dedication, putting Sir at the forefront of your mind at all times, your Intent to please and delight Sir and above all your Obedience.

Control will change and develop over time: I will seek to shape you and push you, to widen your horizons, to please your Sir progressively and to show just how important Sir is in your life, behaviours and outlook.

Control brings certainty: you will always know what my priorities are for you, how to conduct yourself, how to act in a way that pleases your Sir, in any context. Control sets high standards, you already have high standards for yourself (otherwise I would not have chosen you) but they are not high enough for your Sir, that is why Control is an essential part of your growth and development.

Control affirms our Bond. It is an essential part of the exchange that we have now and always.

Above all else Control brings with it freedom, knowing that you are empowered and have a mantra to follow.

Control also means love and dedication on both sides.

The Dungeon

The air is slightly damp as we have come down the steps and into the passageway. The walls are cold which a stark contrast from the warm sunshine is outside, and you start to get goose bumps, from the cool air or from a nervous excitement about what might be happening soon.

You know that you will be expected to be very compliant and obedient but the thought of the dungeon is something new for you, new experiences and heights to reach.

You know that you want to please Sir though, and that is at the very forefront of your mind. You do NOT want to disappoint me, do you?

Being restrained, blindfolded, having your clothes ripped off you and being at my mercy will just be the start. The rest is, as they say, unknown and to be experienced.

What you do know, however, is that your Sir will look after you and that you are very much loved and cherished and that you trust him totally. 

The Gate clangs shut behind us and Sir leads the way ......

Morning rush hour on the London Tube

I like staying in London and because I like doing that, you automatically like doing that, because you know your place, which is:

·        Rule Number 1: ALWAYS please Sir

·        Rule Number 2: If in any doubt (not that there should ever be any doubt in your mind) refer to Rule Number 1

We get up early and I tell you to wear your black yoga pants, black T shirt with your black sports bra, flat black shoes and your three-quarter length coat. You are not to wear any panties.

We leave the Hotel and join the bustling London commuter set: it is 8am and the Underground is very busy and the Tube trains are packed. I decide that we will be using the Central Line as this takes in all of the busiest stations and I guide you to the end of the chosen carriage where there is only one door and fewer people get in and out of the train (like proverbial sheep, commuters just subconsciously head for the double doors).

Even in this part of the carriage passengers are crammed in together and it is a very tight fit. Just what I wanted,

I whisper in your ear that you are to make NO sound whatsoever and you are to follow my Instructions to the letter. You nod.

I face you and undo your coat buttons from the bottom as far as your hips and the train moves off, staring deep into your eyes. You know that you are to make no sound.

I put the palm of my hand against your pussy and you breathe out in anticipation, despite the people around you as I gently press against you, pressing softly, then firmly, then softly again. I can feel the warmth from you on my hand.

The train stops at the next station and my hand moves away from you. You look up at me with a mixture of disappointment and relief as passengers come and go. We remain exactly where we were as the train leaves the station, forced together by the sheer numbers of commuters.

I put my hand back where it was and then very slightly part your legs, feeling your beautiful softness through the yoga pants which are now starting to get very damp. Running my finger along your pussy you are desperate to say something to me but you know that you do not have permission to do so, so you use your eyes to tell me that you are very excited. Good.

I start to trace the outline of your pussy and you instantly move even closer into your Sir so that you can offer yourself to me, oblivious to everyone around you. I then find your clit and circle it with my finger and feel you shake and shudder as I do so, making you wetter and more desperate.

I remind you in your ear that you are to remain both silent and very still.

I stop as the next station arrives and remove my hand. The usual rush of commuters come and go, some brushing past to get off, oblivious to where your state of mind is and totally unaware of the control Sir is having over you.

The train starts again on its journey and your eyes plead with me to continue. I think it is time for you to learn a lesson and to be more focused on your Sir so I ignore you and just hold you in my arms for another two stations on the Line. No eye contact, you need to understand your place.

I look at you directly then and you mouth “Please Sir” to me which gets a firm stare back from me. I take pity on you and part your legs slightly again and feel your wetness through your yoga pants. Finding your clit easily I circle and tease her and you start to tremble as my finger goes to work. I can feel your body shaking a little as you try to control yourself and not alert anyone around you to just how wet, excited and desperate you are right now.

The next station is coming up and I tell you that we are getting off here. I take my hand away from your beautiful, wet and tingling pussy and tell you to button up your coat.

We make our way along the platform and I tell you that we are going for breakfast and coffee, after which we will be going back to the Hotel, when we get back you had best be very wet and you had best be ready for a hard fucking.

This Is Our Day

The morning is sunny and warm, just the invitation that we need to get out of that comfortable bed, where spooning was the order of the night, and start the day.

The water in the shower is very refreshing as we move around in the bath: they never really make these things with two people in mind, do they? Despite this we enjoy the shower gel and shampoo together (although I will admit you said that I should not wash your hair for fear of “messing it up” – how very challenging of you!).

I decide to let that one go!

We take time to dry each other with big, soft, fluffy towels and then go back into the bedroom where I get dressed and where you are told that, for this morning at least, you are to be naked.

The sun makes the building nice and warm as we have breakfast: I have work to do this morning and I decide that you are free to do as you please but earing in mind that you are to be very attentive and focused on my needs, whatever they may be.

The morning passes, work gets done and you busy yourself.

At 11.30 I tell you to go into the bedroom where I have set out your clothes: a long flowing dark blue skirt, a light blue blouse and a matching set of white bra and panties. You have 30 minutestoget ready as we are going out to Lunch.

We set off in my car and I tell you that you are a beautiful sub, that you look great, that you are beautiful and that I have no doubt that you will be the most beautiful woman in the restaurant.

We arrive at the venue, and I guide you to a table overlooking the lake: the sun shimmers on the water and the air are cool and refreshing.

I pass you the menu and tell you that you can select your choices, but I will approve them first.

Approval given.

I carefully scan the room and confirm that my prediction in the car was 100% correct: you are the most beautiful woman here without doubt and no-one comes even close.

Only I know what you are wearing and I know that you will look wonderful when I undress you later.

We chat and are close: we pay no attention to those around us as we are on our own planet and focused totally on us.

Lunch was great and we drive back, slowly, there is no rush.

When we are back, I park the car and tell you to go into the lounge and totake your skirt and blouse off, ready for me to come backin.

I come in and shut the door, telling you to get on your knees and put your head in my lap. I stroke your hair and tell you that you will follow my Orders, whatever they might be, to the letter.

I tell you to stand up and I take your bra and panties off so that I can really see your beauty and to know that what I see ismine.

I lead you over to the couch where I tell you to sit on my lap where I remind you of the following:

·        You are Owned

·        You are exclusively mine

·        You are tofollow the Rules to the absolute exception of anything else

·        You will always give your best to your Sir

·        You will diligently follow any Training that I set for you

·        You will always give me your views on anything in our dynamic remembering that after any discussion I will be making the final decision which you will follow always

You nod and agree, giving me eye contact and your total focus.

I then kiss you, cuddle youand then lead you into the bedroom where a crisp spanking awaits with my favourite paddle, followed by a firm fucking from behind.

A good submissive always gets her reward.

A Quick Review of your Performance

 You are successful, as it stands right now, in your submission to me

You are confident in your ability to please me, but only so far as I have instructed you to date

You are I am powerful and strong in your desire to please me, but make sure that this does not falter

You are showing me that you are getting better and better every day, but bear in mind there is much more to come

You need to wake up motivated to please, delight and to fully commit to your Sir, but remember that my demands will change and you must work towards meeting them.

Sir

It is all about ……..

It is all about certainty and solidity.

It is all about knowing that you are Owned by me, me alone and for my pleasure.

It is all about knowing that you wear your clothes for me and at my instruction.

It is all about how we talk, openly and without any restriction or hesitation.

It is all about the way that communication flows between us, whether in text, email or video.

It is all about the pleasure I get from sending, and you receiving, gifts.

What we have is all about this but so much more.

Sir X