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Silvia was cold and wet.

The rain had been going on for an hour now.  Her hair was plastered to the side of her face and the water had pooled at the small of her back, the excess running down her ass and pussy.    Her arms and legs were somewhat aching from being in the same position for long time unable to move because of the ropes.   The mud caked her breasts and stomach.  

Silvia was very unhappy.

And very very sorry.

She mind wandered back to how she got here.   Silvia remembered coming home with her new dress for her showing at the Club Matt was going to take her to.   She was very proud of her choice and could not wait to show it to him!   It was such a wonderful shade of red and she knew, KNEW!, He was going to be happy with with it!

That was until Silvia saw the look on His face.   

Silvia had never seen such a look of disappointment before.  Not on Matt's face.  Not on anyone's face.   My God, she thought, what have I done?  Why wasn't he proud of her choice?   

There in the green room that was Matt's Den, Silvia held up the dress in stunned silence.   Matt got up from his desk and came round to her.   Taking the dress from Silvia, He laid it on the chair next to the desk, while pointing to the floor.   She understood the unspoken command and knelt down in proper form, head bowed down to hide her forming tears.

"I am disappointed, Silvia.  I requested you to get a green dress." Matt spoke ab ove her.  "This one is not green, is it?"

"No, Sir."  Silvia almost whispered.

"Why did you ignore my request?" He asked.

"I....I...thought you would be happy to see me in red.   Red is your signature color, isn't it"

Silvia could hear Matt walk back around His desk and sit down.   She wouldn't allow her eyes to see what he was doing, not risking the chance to see that look on His face again.  The silence from the desk was almost unbearable.   Then after awhile, He sighed.

"Of course you must be punished," Matt finally said.  "I put my trust in you to do as I ask and you didn't fulfill your duty."  Matt got up from the desk and walked back around to her.   Silvia then felt His hand cup her chin and raise her head up to face him again.  She saw a stern look had replaced the disappointment.   

The details of what happened after that were a blur to Silvia, as she laid there in the mud and the rain.   She remembered being told to strip and then following Matt to the kitchen where he got a tools and stakes and rope from the cupboard.   Her next memory was her thinking how wet the air felt, as she walked across the lawn, following Matt outside.   He continued walking until he was almost to the woods that edged his property.

But there he stopped.   Here the grass wasn't as thick as the rest of the lawn.   Silvia could seen the dirt becoming moist, as the mist was soaked in.   "Lay down.  Ass to the sky" He told her, as he started cutting the rope into short pieces.  She followed his order and put her ass to the sky.  Arms out before her and less straight behind her.

Silvia winced a bit as felt Him suddenly tug on a wrist.   Then there was the sensation of the rope encircling it.  While she was wondering what He was doing,  there was a tug on her whole arm, as it was pulled away from her.   Next was a hammering.

Thud, thud, thud.

She closed her eyes as Silvia now knew what he was doing.   

He was staking her to the ground.  

Silvia's other three limbs followed the same pattern.    Soon she could not move much, tied as she was.   She imagined herself as a giant starfish on the beach.    "I guess I am lucky the sun is behind the clouds", she kind of giggled to herself, as she wondered what was going to happen next.

Hearing him gathering his tools, she turned her head and opened her eyes.   There she saw His brown loafer and heard Him say "Silvia, look up at me."  She turned her head again so her chin on on the rapidly wetting dirt and shifted her neck so she could look up as far she she could.

"I want you to think about what you have done."  Matt spoke down to her.  "I will come get you when I am ready.  If you can not stand it anymore, I will be where I can hear your safeword.   But until then......" 

Matt then turned and she watched Him as she disappeared into the woods.    

That was when the rain started to fall.

So I have been wanting to build a quasi suspension rig for my developing play area.   Not to do a full suspension, but something where I can pull a sub's arms over her head.   This idea has been bouncing around my head a bit and so I put it together to see how it works.    Currently it is unnamed as I have no idea what to call it.    It is still a work in progress, as the wood needs to be sanded and stained.   

"My God, Sarah!  It was like being wrapped in a warm blanket and then then everything went all white!"  Silvia remarked to her friend across the table at the coffee shop.

There they were at the same place where Sarah had put Matt's number Silvia's phone.   Here is was 6 months later and Silvia could not believe how fast the time had gone.   She had been learning under His tutorship and her life was wonderful!   

Silvia had been learning so many things:  How to serve Matt drinks and food, how to lay out his clothes for the day, how to fill his pipe and light same.   Her ability to kneel before him was now second nature.   Silvia even taught herself how to get up from a kneel to her feet without using her hands on the floor.

All of this she confided to Sarah and continued to thank her for bringing her and Matt together.   Sarah just smiled and sipped her coffee, letting Silvia gush over her words.    When Silvia finally seemed to run out of word, Sarah put down her mug and took Silvia's hand in her's.

"I'm so glad you are learning what you need to, Silvia.  Matt taught me many of the same things and, yes, He is a wonderful man.  I'm also happy you are giving him your best.  Like I told you to."  Sarah let go of her hand and picked up her mug again.  Bringing to to her lips, Sarah asked "Has he tested you yet?   A real Test?"

Silvia gave her a puzzled look and replied "Test?"

Setting the mug back on the table, Sarah nodded and said "Yes.  He is going to test your loyalty and will power.   He wants to tease you and see how you respond.  Oh it won't be something big and he won't punish you badly if you fail, but He will push your buttons. "  Sarah picked up the mug and sipped again with a cream in the whiskers look on her grin.

Silvia drank her coffee without looking at Sarah.   Her thoughts were lost in the swirling darkness in her own mug.  Test?   What could it be?   What should she do.  Or not do?   Christ, things get complicated so fast, she thought to herself.   Maybe Sarah can help.

She set her mug down in front of her and looked Sarah in the eye, saying "Well He did give me a task today.  He wants to take me to this club for the first time to show me off, I think.    He told me to get a new dress.  Something green.   He says my skin tone looks the best in green.   What do you think?"

Sarah's eyes went wide and asked " Söt­­ëria?"

Silvia nodded and said "I think that is what He said.

Her friend giggled.  "You are stepping up girlfriend!   He is proud of you, if he is going to introduce to everyone there.  Now is your chance to show some initiative!   Forget the green.  Red is Matt's signature color.  If you want to show everyone there how much you belong to Him, get yourself a red dress.   Dark red."

Silvia absently nodded while going over Sarah's words in her mind.    She did want to belong to Matt, even though she was not officially collared yet.   She wanted to make him proud and be a centerpiece in His world. 

The girls talk moved into other areas.  Some lifestyle, some vanilla, until Silvia looked at her watch and noticed she just had time to look at dresses and get back to Matt's house outside of town, before dinner.  Thanking Sarah for the advice, Silvia kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye.

Getting into her car, Silvia drove over to the dress shop Matt had suggested.   It was a small out of the way place and she almost missed it while looking for a place to park.    The front window showed three dresses in various colors.   The one in the middle was an emerald green.   After looking at it awhile, Silvia turned and opened the door.

Once inside, she saw dresses of all kinds: Formal, everyday, even french maid outfits.   Silvia looked through a number of them when a salesperson  approached her with the common "May I help you find something?"

Silvia held up a wonderful looking formal dress.   Low neckline and plunging back.  "Yes," she replied, "Do you have something like this in red?"

"Dark Red?" 

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I am often finding this phrase listed in people's profiles.   Most of the time when speaking about limits. 

Now I get that everyone has their limits and they should.   Even me.

But, I don't think you all realize that most of what we do is illegal.  Throughout the world, ownership of other humans is against the law.   Intentionally hitting someone (consensual or not) is also against the law.   Confining them (bondage), against the law.  Subjecting them to pain, humiliating them, forcibly stripping them: Against the law.

Now you should have limits, but don't be so lazy you can't list them.    

Hello Dear Reader!   

Just wanted to drop a note saying I haven't forgotten you all!  

Things have just been a little different around here and haven't been in the right headspace to do more writing.   But I've made some adjustments and gotten some good news so I'll be back on the ball next well with an new and, hopefully, exciting new chapter for Silvia.  

Thank you all who have reached out and asked me when the next chapter is going to happen!

She'll see you all soonly!

This is going to be a rather long post.   But it does include pictures, so sit back and enjoy the ride:

I made a new Toy!

So when I showed off the new handle for the redo of the handle for my BearClaw, Fluffypoppet (you can blame her for this) somewhat challenged me to make something stiffer than the leather base.   And after some thought, I decided a paddle would work with the claws and fur.   So I bought some parts and went down to my work area and puttered around.

The first step was choosing the paddle.   I tried to have one custom made but the manufacturer never got back to me, so I looked around and found these on Amazon:

Perfectly acceptable but I did not make sure of the size before paying for them :

Cei La Vie.... I went ahead with my project just the same.

Attaching the screws for the claws was somewhat tough.  My original plan was to drill and set in some hanger bolts, but the claws are 3mm screws.    You can't find 3mm hanger bolts here in the US.    A dear friend of mine down in Australia (Sincourable is such a dear) found some on Amazon UK but I didn't want to pay that kind of shipping).   

So I went through a number of adhesives to glue the screw to the edge of the paddle:

After a number of tries, I found that simple superglue worked the best.   Hot gluing, spray and wood glue all failed the tests of pressure on wood, my own chest and spanking against my hand.   So added the rest of the screws to my test paddle:

I sanded and wiped them down and then went with a solid black stain with a polyurethane self coat on one and simple black paint on the other:

As you can see from the photo,  the black stain didn't come out so well, so I went to the test paddle and coated it with a spray polyurethane:

After that properly dried, I cut some fake rabbit fur (I thought about using real fur, but just could not bring myself to do it):

and using the spray adhesive, attached it to the paddle:

Now fully dried, here is the final product!   Anyone who wants to be a testor for it, please let me know!

Will you shine my boots with your tongue

                                                                                                    knowing I will cook you a 3 course meal afterwards?

Will you take the pain I bring to your body tonight

                                                                                                        knowing I will kiss the tears away in the morning?

Will you follow my demands, no matter how odd

                                                                                 knowing I will always answer your questions, no matter how small?

Will you lie on the floor beside my bed

                                                                                 knowing I will cherish always  you and pull you up when you need it

Will you allow me to lock you in a cage

                                                                                           knowing I will open it to set you free when the time is right?

Will you take my hand and follow me into a world 

of love and pain

of joy and sorrow 

of light and darkness

All because I hold out my hand and beckon you

?

Silvia stared up at the ceiling while she could feel her arms and legs being tied to the table.

Earlier in the day, her Dom Matt had requested her presence to one of the smaller play rooms within The Club.  Of course she agreed, but was curious what He had in mind.   She was still a bite sore and had more than a few bruises from their last session together.   However, she was up for a bit more "attention" and arrived at the room when he told her.

When she opened the door and walked in, she saw that not only was Matt there, but Nick and Sheila as well.   Silvia smiled at all of them, as she loved having both of the others around.  She curtsied before Sheila and kissed Nick on the cheek.    To Matt, she bowed her head and went to kneel before him when Matt stopped her by grabbing her by the hair at her neck and said "Not this time.  Strip and get on the table.

Silvia nodded and looked around the room.  This room was playroom was the one set up for medical play.   White paint on the walls, white tables and chairs, even white cabinets  with medical play tools.    There was even a full exam table.  To this, Silvia walked up and began to undress.   First her flip flops were kicked off, then she striped off her shirt and bra.   Last she stepped off her skirt and panties.   All this she dropped right on the floor and then stood facing the three of them with her hand folded just above her genitals.

She wasn't embarrassed to be naked before Sheila and Nick.   They were both old friends and play partners.   In fact, both of them being here excited her a bit.  It had been a long time since the four of them played together.  Silvia's juices started to build within her.  She watched as her Dom smiled at her and then nod to each of the other two in succession.  At the nods, both Sheila and Nick approached Silvia and began to look her over.

Without touching Silvia, the two of them  ran their eyes all over her body.   Nick in front and Sheila behind.  From the scalp to her toes, no part of her body was ignored by either one.   When the exam was done, Sheila grabbed Silvia's shoulders and spun her around.   Then it was done all over again.  The only difference was that Sheila seemed to spend more time looking at Silvia's breasts.  "Well,"  Silvia thought, "She did love her tits".

When the second exam was finished, both Sheila and Nick looked at Matt and nodded to him.   In return, Matt grinned and waved his hand at the group of them.   At this signal both Sheila and Nick grabbed Silvia by each bicep and dragged her to the exam table.    Rather forcibly, they laid her out flat and held her down as they opened drawers to get tools. 

Sliva just kept her eyes on the ceiling while all this was going on.  She wondered what the scene was going to be as she felt the leather cuffs being affixed to her ankles and wrists.   Different scenarios ran through her head when she felt all four limbs strapped down.  When Sheila and Nick finished they stepped back and Matt came into Silvia's view.   

He again smiled at her and leaned down to whisper into her ear. "My god you look delicious!"  He then moved his head down her body.  Sniffing as he moved down her body, Matt made a short stop to lick a nipple.   Then he moved over her stomach and bit her right above her belly button.   Finally he came to her virginia.  Here to took a deep breath and says "I am sooooooo HUNGRY!"

Matt then stood straight up and looked at Sheila and Nick in turn and said "I think Alexis has pizza at the bar.   Wanna go get some?"

Silvia blinked as she heard Sheila say "Yes!"  and Nick reply with "Yes, Sir.  Let's go!"

With a pat pat on Silvia's shoulder and a parting "We'll be right back babe.  Don't go anywhere."  she watched the three of them go out the door.    She figured it was a joke, she she waited for them to return.

and waited 

and waited

"Fuck," she thought to herself.

Now she wanted pizza too.

"Motherfuckers better bring some back for me"

Silva never thought she would see a flogger in real life.   Much less 15 of them at once.

Yet here they were.   Long ones, short ones.   Red, Black, Yellow, Grey.  All the colors of the rainbow!  They were hanging on a wooden rack by their handles with all the falls dangling down.   Matt had left her in the room to bring the rack from another room and she didn't know what to expect when he came back.   And now she had to choose one for Him to use on her.    She was scared.

And excited!   After reading so many times on how floggings happened and now it was her time to have it done to her!

She looked back at Matt, as if he would give some indication on what one He thought she should pick, but he just stood there, with a smirk on His face.   "Fuck," she thought, "He's enjoying this.   He wants to see me tremble."   Turning her eyes back to the rack, Silvia slowly reached out a hand, as if to pick one.  Then she leaned down and ran her fingers across the hanging falls of 3 or 4 different floggers. 

Looking back again at the smirk and then back to the swinging falls, Silvia closed her eyes and let her hand wander.   With a deep breath, she suddenly grabbed ahold of one and stood up.   Opening her eyes again, Silvia saw she had she had picked one of the shorter ones.   Maybe fifteen inches overall.   Yellow, fairly thick falls with a matching carved yellow handle.  The leather smell intoxicated her.

Matt walked up and put a hand on her back.   His touch almost stattled her.  "You choose well my dear," He told her. "The leather is Elk and a bit heavier than cow leather. " Again Matt ran his hand down and up her back. "Now you have two choices to make.  Come."

He took her hand as he walked back to the front of his desk.   Checking to make sure the desktop was clear, Matt turned and nodded his head to the space between the desk and the green chair.  Still holding the flogger in her hand, Silvia understood what He wanted and knelt down in the space indicated.  Ass on heels, back straight and her hands on her thighs.  Only this time the flogger rested between her palm and her leg.

Leaning against the desk, Matt cocked his head and said "Do you want to continue?   Do you want to take your first step in the lifestyle?  If you do, then have to hand me the flogger and we can begin.  I will be gentle in the beginning, but as I continue, things will get more painful.  If you do not want to start this right now, place the flogger on the floor and we will discuss other things."

"This is your choice."

Silvia looked at the flogger balanced on her leg.   She then looked at Matt, blinked and thrust the flogger toward him, handle first.

"Good girl, my dear.   I am proud of you." Matt replied to her asking eyes.  Again holding out his hand, He took the flogger with one hand and helped her up with the other.  He then pulled her to the desk and steered her to the edge and facing it.  "Put your hands on the desk," He whispered in her ear.

Silvia leaned down and put both hands flat on the green desktop.  The green leather felt cool to her.  While she was wondering how much a desk like this would cost, Silvia again felt His hand running up and down her spine.  No, she thought, it was both hands.  Matt had set the flogger at one side of the desktop and now slowly massaging her back.   Silvia slightly shivered at his touch, even though her shirt.   She closed her eyes in anticipation.

First just the fingers.  They seemed to dance across her back.   Touching, not touching, touching, not touching.  Then the whole hands.   Palms flat on her back, rubbing up and down and side to side.   Pressure increasing, as He put more of his own weight on her.  Then the palms turned into claws and scratched from shoulders to the small of her back.  Silva squirmed and moaned, but her own hands never left the desktop.

As Matt's hands reached her her waist, She them grab the top of her pants and pull her back slightly from the desk.   Silvia also felt one of His feet shift her right foot back.  Then the left.   Opening her eyes again, looked at her hands and realized that her weight was now poised on them.   If she moved one of them, she would probably fall over.  Silvia gulped at the situation.

Suddenly, she felt Matt's body next to hers and His voice in her ear. "Now my dear, you have a second choice: Shirt or bare skin."

Silvia closed her eyes and shook her head.  How can I get my shirt off standing here like this? She wondered,  I can't lean up without falling over!   

Then she remembered.  

Trust

Breathing deep, Silvia spoke one word:

"Skin."

Matt leaned his head against hers and kissed her on the back of the head.   Then he stood back and walked around to the other side of the desk.   Silvia could see him open the middle drawer and take out a pair of scissors.  He this closed the drawer and walked around back to her side.   "Oh My God!  He is going to cut my shirt off!" rang into Silvia's mind.

She again trembled as the thought of losing her shirt in such a fashion.  Both her arms began to shake, as well as her legs.   But then she felt the touch of his hand on her back.   Slowly up and down, as if he was calming a frightened horse.   As Matt continued the warm movement, Silva's fear began to subside.  Her breathing slowed and she became calm again.

Snip.

Silvia felt the scissors make the first small cut.   Then another.   Then a long sweeping cut along her spine.   Til she could feel a final snip at the collar her her shirt.   The cloth parted like wrapping paper on Christmas morning, gathering at both of her wrists on the desk.    Matt then undid her bra and slid it down her arms to lay on top of the remnants of her shirt.

She didn't know if she was going to laugh or cry, as she stood there half naked hunched over his desk.   The air felt cool on her now hanging breasts.    Silvia hadn't been this naked before a man in years.   And never in this fashion.   Don't cry! Don't cry Don't cry, she screamed at herself.

Matt set the scissors on the desktop and picked up the flogger.   Leaning down again to whisper in her ear "Are you ready my Dear?"

Silvia could only nod her head, as she was biting her lip to keep herself from saying no.  Oh please! Oh Please!  Yes Please GOD! YES!

Then she felt the first slap, as the yellow leather graced her skin.   It wasn't hard.  When she thought back on it later, she remembered like the first drop of summer rain.  Then there was another.   Like the kiss of a lover saying good morning.  But instead of a third, Silvia felt the flogger rubbed across her back.   Up and down and side to side.   

Matt then whispered in her ear "Your safeword is 'Red'. " 

That was when things started in earnest.   

Silvia felt the flogger leave her back and the stings returned.  Starting at the shoulder blades and working down her spine, the leather falls bit lovingly into her skin.   A slow rhythm started and Silvia relaxed, letting  the feeling of the falls spread throughout body.  She welcomed the touch of the flogger like that of an old friend. 

Matt increased both the speed and harshness of the strikes.   Silvia's arms began to bend slightly at the elbows, she she took on the added pressure.  He then shifted targets, moving the stings from her back to ass and legs.   She increased her breathing in an effort to keep her feet planted where he had placed them.   Her toes tried to grip the carpet and her heels lifted to put her weight in one place.

Down one leg and then up again to her ass and down the other.   Then back up again and the falls crossed her waist and   danced across her back.   Silvia was now gasping for breath.  She was ready for this to end, but prayed it wouldn't.   She was starting to get a warm, fuzzy feeling. Like being wrapped in a blanket fresh out of the dryer.   

Suddenly, her breathing slowed and she was engulfed in a state of euphoria.  There wasn't any pain.  Any bites.   Any feeling.

Then there was a far away voice.  It seemed as if someone was calling her name.  She didn't want to leave where she was, but the voice did seem insistent.  

Silvia slowly opened eyes and found herself looking into Matt's.  She could feel His arms wrapped around her body, holding her up.  She wondered how that happened.

"Hi" she said, with a sloppy grin on her face.

"Hi back" He smiled back to her.

"Welcome to my world."