repentent

The infamous Ipod finally arrived after waiting for three weeks, I spent a day and trying to reformat it to make sure it worked and put some music on it so that I could test it, unfortunately transferring music from my Ipod to that Ipod did not work, so I ended up having to reformat it again, and put on a minimal of music so that it may be tested, I handed it over to Master so that he may decide what to do with it. I knew I would likely not be allowed to have it. I was willing to accept that, I also knew it would be hard to do it and be graceful about it. I was desperately trying to be accepting but Master was making it very difficult by asking me repeatedly if I was having a hard time. Then I became ultra-sensitive, I realized I was being overly sensitive and was trying really hard to not react. Master was also making sure I felt humiliated, He made a point of going into chat and having me kneel on the floor next to him while he was explaining to them that I was in trouble for the Ipod I bought last month “accidentally” Then he pushed my face down into the rug, which by the way smells really bad thanks to our Cat Shadow. Reality is I am having a much harder time with the humiliation and the constant reminders that I fucked up than anything else. When we went to bed I was trying not to be tearful but it didn’t work so Master gave me several very very hard strokes with the cane.

For those of you who do not think Master was being hard enough on me, I am the one sitting at my desk barely holding myself together.

Master plays Doctor

I have had continuous stomach issues for several months, and have to get a GED and a colonoscopy done, also had to do some umm samples that I was really not too thrilled about, but leave it to Master to make so much more interesting and humiliating.
We watched a somewhat bizarre movie called the Diary, and then Master had me go out to the car to get a bag of clothes he had left in the trunk. I came back in and he had me follow him into the Medical play room. I at first thought we were just going to have me try the clothes in on there where it was quiet, we have a house full of young adults at the moment. When we were done I was instructed to climb up on the gyno table. First Master noticed gee he didn’t epilate me very well so he had to pluck the remaining hairs out with tweezers, then he noticed that I had a couple of ingrown so they had to be dealt with, then my rings needed to be put back in. I had not had them in for about a month. Did you realize how much those things shrink???? He ended up using a taper to get them in.
Oh and while we are down there lets just take care of that sample issue. He helped me to evacuate, while I got to watch the whole thing on a mirror above my head. I kept thinking, I can’t believe he is doing this.

Been a very bad girl....

There is no excuse for my behavior yesterday. I knew I did not have the money or did I need another Ipod, but I very impulsively bid on one that was close to ending anyways. I unfortunately won. What I did next was even worse. As soon as I realized what I did, I tried to hide it, Don’t get me wrong I intended to tell Master but I was trying to figure out how to tell him. I knew I had seriously fucked up, I knew I was in big trouble when the first thing Master said to me when he walked in was, I see you bid on an Ipod today, and I first tried to tell him I didn’t win it, but he gave me that look. I then tried to make excuses to him, I was nervous, I spent the evening dreading going up to bed, but at the same time knowing I would be getting what I deserved, and probably needed.

I turned on the shower we chatted about various things, The music was turned up, Master left the room, returned with my cuffs, not a word was said as he put them on my ankles or on my wrists. I was afraid,

I was cuffed face down legs apart, with in moments I felt the first hard sting of a wide rubber paddle, I at first was determined to take what I deserved without a fuss. But I quickly found the harsh sting of the paddle had me in tears, I was turned over and my inner thighs and pubic region received the same attention. I was crying pretty hard at that point. I thought we were done when he left the room but when Master came back he rubbed something on my pussy lips. I knew immediately what it was. Cinnamon oil, the pain was an unbearable burning, I wanted to beg and plead to be allowed to get up and wash it off. But I did not dare.

I am upset and disappointed in myself, Saying sorry comes to mind but I do not think it would help.

Party Time

I was worn out party day. It would have been nice to have a sister slave to occupy Master tonight. He has been chatting with one who he thinks might be good. Master did some simple bondage, then I crashed on the sofa.

Sutured, and the Cunt still isn't tighter

I woke up to an absolutely beautiful spring day, wait did I say spring, it felt much more like summer. I put a sundress on knowing how much Master enjoys seeing me in dresses. I came downstairs and the first thing Master did was steer me into the kitchen to show me the result of leaving my “grow a duckie” in the hot tub overnight. It was quite gory my duckie exploded!!!!
We rented a horror movie for the evening, I figured we were going low-key due to my having a very annoying cold that doesn’t want to go away. Hmm I guessed wrong again as usual. Master had not epilated me on Thursday night my usual night for that. I was led upstairs where that was quickly accomplished with one minor glitch the damn thing got caught in my labia. I was fortunate no damage done but owww. My rings were also removed which gave me a clue something was up.
I was then led into the med play room, and strapped down with yellow straps so that movement was not happening at least not easily. I watched as Master took a bottle of rubbing alcohol and applied that to my lower region. I commented that it stung. Aww poor baby as he added another dose, Then I felt the first sting, an agonizing pain in the upper part of my right outer labia. I was thinking I don’t think I can do this. Master then did the opposite side which was not nearly as bad. I was taking deep breaths, then reminding my self to let the breath out and breath, the next two sets were much easier to bear.

I was then gently helped off the table and we went and watched our movie…
After the movie Master had me go upstairs and wait for him, when he came up I was instructed to get on all fours while on all fours he started fucking me from behind, I made the mistake of commenting when asked that it only hurt when he slid out and hit against the sutures by mistake. I was told to turn over onto my back and Master started fucking me vigorously making sure I felt every stroke on my sutures. I of course ended up cumming very hard.

Ok, I don't always follow instructions

The group party was the day before Easter and I was still feeling a bit under the weather because of my stomach problems. Before the party there was a needle play class and a class on breath play so we were there around 2 pm. I enjoyed both classes were very informative. The needle class had some interesting ideas on some very intricate decorative needles.
At dinner Master had instructed me to stay in place while he went out to the car for something. I waited, and waited, heard him come in saw him in the kitchen talking to someone deciding (wrongly) that he had forgotten about me I headed into the kitchen where I was immediately reprimanded for not doing as I was requested. Master said he would have to do something about my inability to stay put later
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Later, we down to the play area and Master decided now was the time to do something about my lack of staying put, I was undressed and my fuzzy ankle cuffs were put on me and I was very unceremoniously strung up and told since I was not able to stay where I was told I obviously needed help to remember. Master asked if I was comfortable, I replied “not really” his answer was oh well that’s too bad. I was blindfolded so I could not see what was going on but I could hear everything around me. I could hear a discussion going on about some suspension play going on, After being in the position of my legs up for a while Master turned me over and did a hog tie to me, I felt what at the time was a bare foot on my back but later found out that it was the bottom of his shoe. I don’t remember much else, until Master had decided it was time for me to get up. I also got to wear the dress that we got at Incubus. I think it looked hot.

Just barely on all fours

It was late, and Master was in the mood for some kind of rope tying we had just gotten out of the shower and I had put myself in my nightly position, Master had some rope that he had dyed, I found my ankles tied to my thighs and I was basically left balancing myself on my knees which I found to be a bit complex because I am not in as good of shape as I really should be.