Spankfully Mine

I deserved it. I mean, really deserved it. In fact, if Mistress had not volunteered to spank me, I would have asked. *SHAME* She can hardly even look in my direction today, but I think that's out of fear that I will be tempted toward more naughtiness, rather than upset over my previous punishment. Mistress is very good at letting it go once she's dealt with it. I am not so good, especially when I see how amused she is. This is how it happened... We had a late dinner and a movie with Mistress' brothers and sisters last night. Her oldest nieces and nephews were left in charge of the younger so the adults could go out and have a good time. This was the most relaxed Mistress has been since we got here. She was in her element: laughing and joking with the siblings she loves. We were all enjoying ourselves at dinner. And then her phone rang. Mistress was surprised, because besides me, the only people who really call her is her family. She laughingly pulled the phone out t...

Work has been crazy these past few weeks. Sorry about not taking time to respond to your comments. Now I'm on vacation, though, so everything will hopefully slow down. Now, though, we're headed out of town to visit my family. This is the first time I have spent any amount of time with Pura and my family together. I'm pretty nervous about it. Especially because Pura is not renowned for keeping our lifestyle a secret. My family is very religious and I'm not particularly keen on trying to explain my love life to them. Pura, on the other hand, shouts her love to the skies. I think I have threatened her sufficiently to keep her well-behaved, but you never know what Pura will think is "worth it." Please encourage her to behave. I want an incident-free experience. I will try to get on here and post more stories during our down time in the hotel. We'll see how it goes. Don't give up on me. --Mistress Nichole

This experience started here. All right, here's the conclusion. Bethany (my new roommate) and I were in an argument about the morality of slavery. She had just claimed she would like to be a slave... She said, "I would be a horrible slave owner. I can’t even keep myself on the straight and narrow, much less someone looking to me to make their decisions. I make terrible decisions. I decided to buy a car I couldn’t afford, and clothes I didn’t need, and I ended up practically on the streets. But I would be a great slave.” “If you became a real slave,” I sternly replied,“and were not just playing a role in someone’s kinky fantasy, he would have all the control. What if he hurt you? What if he told you to do degrading things or things you didn’t want to do? The only place I know of for sure that has slavery is Africa, and you would just be a sex-object there. Raped and constantly pregnant.” She clenched her fists on her knees. “I wouldn’t be a slave to someone who would...

This experience started here. Sorry about the unexpected interruption. We were discussing how this entire lifestyle began. Pura had unexpectedly asked me about my sexuality, but I had decided I was going to ignore it. For a lot of reasons, not the least of which being I was a big chicken A very, very cute chicken. *smiles wickedly at her slave* Be careful, Pura. If you interrupt my story again, I'll spank you. *Pura laughs and is not the least bit concerned about that silly threat* Mistress, I don't really believe you, and also, if you did not want me to interrupt you, you would not pass over the computer when I so sweetly request it. You mean when you yank it out of my hands? *Spank!* Get the picture? Yes, Mistress. *Shoots her readership a skeptical look* I will sit quietly and let you tell your story. Thank you. Anyway... Several hours passed in silence. She had the TV on for a while, but when I got my laptop out to work on some things, she shut it off. S...

I thought since I told you how Bethany and I met , I should now explain how she and I started this silly relationship we now enjoy. This is how it all started: Before anything really happened between us, I had rescued her from a life on the street, and she had been living with me for a little while looking for a job... She looked for a job for a week but with no luck. She was hardly a burden on me at all. I already paid the full rent and there is always enough food in my house. She cleaned up after herself and sometimes after me too. And she was good company. I looked forward to coming home after teaching each day, because I knew Bethany would be there, and dinner would probably be made, and we would chat and laugh and watch TV together. Until Bethany moved in, I had not realized how lonely it was to live alone. Aww... My poor Mistress! Well, I'm here to stay now . She had almost nothing; clothes, books, and a couple of hideous lamps that I made her keep in her room. ...

Pura's Principles to Live By This post is written by Pura. It is Mistress Nichole who usually posts, so I thought I should specify. Mistress wanted me to explain my rules, and I will do so. I have been on domestic discipline blogs for a while, reading up on this thing we do, wondering if I was crazy to crave this kind of authority in my life. There is much more to Mistress and me than DD, of course. We are living in a Mistress/slave relationship, and that's not exactly normal, as my mother regularly points out. But we're pretty simple, really. We're not particularly kinky, as our lifestyle might represent. Mistress is not really into humiliation, and really, neither am I. We're not one of those "come here and be tortured, slave" situations. I mean no disrespect to people who have that sexual need. We just do not. We are trying for a balanced relationship. Mistress, as the Top and HoH, is the one to whom I submit. I, as the Bottom, often receive a ...

This experience started here. All right... Here goes the EPIC conclusion to this horrible story. Sorry I dragged it on needlessly long. I have been having a kind of hard week, so I hope you will forgive me. I left off with Pura saying something completely in character, but completely inappropriate. After she had been out drinking with irresponsible friends, manipulated into a forbidden conversation with her abusive mother, flirtatiously attracting the kissing attentions of a handsome stranger, and arrested for stupidity involving alcohol, nudity, and some other unmentionable furious-making things, she said, and I quote... "Really, if you think about it, it's not that big a deal, Mistress." What? I opened the car door and pushed her out onto her feet. I smacked her across the bottom with as much force as I have ever used when we are in a place others might see. (The garage is an underground apartment garage where lots of people park.) She could not have made me mor...