A piece of cake sits on a small rolling table, close enough for her to see the icing glinting in the pool of afternoon sunlight coming in through a gap in the curtains, close enough for her to smell the pieces of sugar encrusting its exterior. Her mouth waters, the saliva pools against her dry [...] . . . → Read More: A Piece of Cake
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The lines above tell part of the story; the repetitive reciting of the punishment to come, each line bringing the reality of the correction closer, perhaps the filled bag hanging behind the culprit as she sits and writes … The fascinating thing, of course, is the uncertain fact of the lines — are they really [...] . . . → Read More: I’ve Been Naughty, Daddy, And I’m Ready For My Punishment Enema I’d taken her to the back room at the party, the smaller of the bedrooms now that I think about it, probably the guestroom, since there was no sign of regular occupancy. We’d arrived late, the festivities were already well underway and, under cover of the noise and the gaiety, I decided that a bit [...] . . . → Read More: The Lady or the Tiger? She enters the room for the first time and is struck by the complete absence of furniture apart from two stools, one tall, one short. From where she’s standing in the open doorway she can see into the large adjacent bathroom, equipped only with a toilet and a sink with a closed cabinet underneath. She [...] . . . → Read More: The Mirror Most of the videos I’ve seen are not my reality or even my fantasy. They leave nothing to the imagination. Whether or not your writings are true, they certainly do that for me, leave a great deal for me to imagine. But I wonder, what happens to the fantasy when it becomes reality? Can it [...] . . . → Read More: The Second Meeting I want to emphasize it again, I want you to feel that lovely/horrible combination of desire and embarrassment, but I don’t want you outside of that deliciously awful comfort zone. It’s a lot to process, and I’m thinking that maybe I ought take down those pictures until we have a chance to process things? M.R. [...] . . . → Read More: Nothing Is Real, Everything Is Permitted I’ve previously discussed the cathartic effects of punishment; to better illustrate those effects I’m reproducing two diary pages of B__, who I’ve previously discussed. A fairly large number of people have asked if the events I’ve been writing about are recent or if they’re drawn from what one person termed my “extensive historical archives,” and [...] . . . → Read More: B__’s Punishment Diary Of Enema Discipline I have to admit that it’s very arousing, thinking of people looking at the pictures of the nozzle in my red bottom and fantasizing about it. As well, I can tell you that it felt better than it even looks. And I’m certain I will come back and masturbate to those pictures. And the story [...] . . . → Read More: Having To Write The Story Of Her Need For Discipline And Enemas © mrstrict1@aol.com. This material is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any form without the explicit permission of mrstrict1@aol.com. Yes, they’re nice pictures, remember that they’re actually copyrighted, meaning it’s illegal to steal them. That said, for those who steal them, at least have the decency to acknowledge where you got them and that [...] . . . → Read More: The Discipline Session (Coming Attraction) 2. Positioning. I’m going to give you a number of enemas, and I want you to practice the positions I might put you in for each of these cleanings. Keep in mind that my goal is to see your behind and the tight little entry between your cheeks — to see that entry, and to [...] . . . → Read More: The Miscreant’s Preparation For First Punishment — Positioning |
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