Posts Tagged ‘submission’

Part 1 here “Where did you hang it?” John asked as Carolynn arrived for her weekly meeting with him. “Sorry?” she asked glancing at her notes as if she had forgotten something. “The gift I gave you?” John frowned. The framed lines, he meant, she now realised and averted her eyes in discomfort. “Oh that… […]


Part 1 here Carolynn wasn’t quite ready to face a hard dining room chair yet and made her way over to a padded one by the window. Her steps were careful and somewhat slow, but to an untrained eye they were almost completely natural. The previous evening she written out the first 200 lines of […]


Indigo absolutely hates corner time and it is always a last resort with us and it is used sparingly. Not that she gets the last say, but one has to respect what works and thee feelings of your sub. Not that Indigo has a completely corner free life. It seems that  women react very differently to […]


Rosalyn Beauchamp carefully placed on foot in front of the other as her stylish high heels clacked their way down the parquet floor. This gave her a sashaying gait that coupled with her expensive skirt suit made her feel like a model on a catwalk. Judging from the glances of the older boys and masters […]


The house was one of those Georgian four-storey affairs. It wasn’t quite a mansion, but it stood in its own grounds 30 or 40 meters from the B road at the end of a short gravel drive. Tamed ivy decorated one corner; a network of dark green leaves ascending to the roof, a rustic detail […]


While the world was obsessing about 50 Shades back in January another BDSM mainstream movie slipped under the radar. The far more inteligent and stylish The Duke of Burgundy is a British drama film written and directed by Peter Strickland. The whole look and feel of the movie is retro 1960s and early 1970s psychedelic […]


Casey kicked the can away down the track. It made a satisfying rattle as it plink-plonked metallically on the hard ground and pebbles. So much so that despite the dusty heat she broke into a little jog that set her blonde ponytail bouncing to kick it again; anything to delay the inevitable and home. Home […]


Warwick Station

12Dec14

The day was not as hot as the day before, although out here that meant very little. Somewhere a fly buzzed and the only thing moving on the one road in to Warwick Station was the heat haze that shimmered like water just out of reach. Manda looked up the road wistfully and wished for […]


That first day Carolyn had been dismissed after an hour. She had even been permitted to go to the bathroom to get dressed, although sitting had been an issue for a day or two. But apart from that the aftermath had been no worse than a session with Mrs Keaton’s hairbrush; twice as shaming to […]


Part I The hour she stood in the corner had passed impossibly slowly for Sofia, a long miserable experience that left her with a strange new emotion she could not place. If she had been more worldly and less proud she would have recognised it as humility. At first she had been angry, but it […]