You set me this task and I am sure it is this one I not completed you asked me to write a story about a whip or whips I can’t remember but am now attempting to write it so please bare with me my Master as the story unfolds.
I sat at the desk looking at the black board as Sir Jameson wrote down a algebra equation, the sound of the white chalk moving across the surface then the odd scrapping sending the hairs upon the back of the neck to rise sharply, goose pimples danced over the flesh of the skin making me sit up and be attentive once more.
‘Glad to have your attention again Miss Claire I hope I wasn’t boring you too much?’
The paleness of the flesh turn crimson where it rose from I don’t know but I could feel it flooding my face, hazel eyes lowered beneath a veil of charcoal lashes, the slight twitch of the lips as I begin to speak up.
‘No Sir Jameson and if it appeared that way I do seek your forgiveness and I apologise profusely Sir’.
I heard him turn around and faced me, how his herringbone tailored suite framed his body, the gold round rim frame of the glasses perched up his nose and his face that see etched like stone never changed expression upon the deepen lines upon his brow. His narrow deep darken lips hidden beneath the hairs of the reddish beard but only appeared when he spoke caught my eyes as began to speak in well educated voice his hand reach out and picked up the fine cane from his desk. I watched as his fingers coiled tightly around the handle, watching it flicker as he began to lightly tap the palm of the other hand. My eyes seemed drawn hypnotised with each movement swallowing deeply as he knew he had caught my attention as my body moved within chair, the position of the body was now dead upright. The fabric of the long petty coat settling around the lace ankle boots while the silken fabric of the dress settled.
‘Now what will I do with you Miss Claire to make sure I keep your attention in future?’
The soft nervous tone of my voice rose up how my eyes kept watching the movement of the cane, the slight tapping sound which seemed to grow louder with each soft stroke. Perhaps it was getting louder with each tap but I felt the fear rising within the pit of the belly as it tightened.
‘ What ever you wish Sir to help me to remember to stay attentive in your class Sir and I humbly beg forgiveness Sir.’
There seemed to be an air of silence between us as he moved to the small stool and stopped behind it. I could feel the dread rising deep within then hearing the sound of the tapping change tone as it hit the top of the stool.
‘Now you know what position I want you in Miss Claire?’
‘Yes Sir!’
‘Then move girl move!’
I quickly rose the silks of the skirt tumbled down and the soft scuffle of my feet moved upon the highly polished wooden floor, I paused at the stool and lifted up the skirt the cool air rushed and kissed the warmth of this hidden flesh. It revealed the milky white porcelain flesh, unblemished smooth, taught, how I pulled up the layers of petticoats and crushed the silk fabric off the outer shell of the dress which had hidden the layers. Moving swiftly to the stool I lent over it, the seat pressing against the belly while my body arched and curved over it, the way it pushed up my arse, the deep curve of the back, loosen chestnut hair fell forward and swept over the floor.
Feet rose and rested upon the bent encased black leather as the heels left the floor hands drifted down and the finger tips pressed upon the wood. How my heart was racing, cherub shape lips parted feeling the way the mouth had dried then I felt the palm of his hand moving over the curve of the plump arse cheek, the way the nails seemed to drag upon the flesh moving the flesh one way then the other.
He didn’t speak he just stood there staring like he was admiring a pricelist piece of artwork. I felt the muscles twitching beneath the folds as the cool air moved between. How the tip of the cane moved around the plucked darken star then a finger tip seemed to drift between as though he was checking to see if I was aroused or not knowing if he found a hint of juice I would receive the belt and not the cane as he knew how I hate it more than anything.
‘Hmmm Claire now what is it you have to say after each stroke?’
His hand moved away then the soft tapping of the cane upon the flesh warming the surface I knew not to make him wait as I spoke up swiftly and quickly.
‘Thank you Sir and please may I have another if you think I am worthy enough for you time and correction Sir. ’
The word drifts off my tongue, I never found it easy to say and the belly was in the tightest of knots then the first one came without warning. The arse cheeks tighten as soon as the cane hit the flesh and shearing red line rose upon the surface, my head had rose up slightly lips tighten holding back the surprise shock. Tears begin to flood the eyes as I began to speak the words, the humiliation of being in this position hearing the cane moving through the air and hit the flesh as I finished the sentence.
I screamed, fingers coiled tightly letting the nails press into the palm of my hand, toes lifting up slightly as they lowered again. Muscles in the thighs had tensed up the pain flooding through my body shaking my head feeling the coolness of the tears trickling down my face, I so wanted to brushed my hand over the red welt of the cane. The way the pain seemed to moved through the veins I calmed down, the body relaxed before clenching up again knowing another was on the way. Panicking deep within how many more would he give me? As another than another rain down upon my flesh, each stroke effecting my body.
How humiliating I felt, my pride dented the flushness of my face and heat not matching the ten red welts that where now upon the flesh. The odd sound of a whimper then a louder sob, things that had been building up deep within seemed to rise upon the surface. You let me sob as you placed the cane down and then moved back, your finger tip of you right hand moved along one of the red angry line. The skin twitching to your touch shaking my head slightly a hand moved up and brushed my tears away and some of the snot that had built up. Nothing was said between us for a moment or two as I gathered my thought and feelings then with my voice soft quivering while I spoke up.
‘thank you Sir for finding me worthy enough to take the time and effort to remind me to stay focus as you only wish the best for me Sir. I apologies I humbled do apologies and I hope and pray you will forgive me Sir?’
There was a sheer earnest tone to my voice, not one of self pity but one of seeking forgiveness type tone. The tongue nervously brushed over the lower lip as I heard him moving around me. The sound of the leather of his shoes creaking upon the floor. Eyes would close as the pain rose up within my chest.
The slightly adjustment of my toes as the crumpled up leather of the boots seemed to press and torment my aching body even more as I kept in the position the Sir had me in while administering the cane to the now red welted flesh. The rim of the edge of the stood seemed to pressed deep within the belly but he didn’t speak but I could feel the tip of his finger every now and then run along one of the welts.
How long did the silence go on between us, how many times did he walk around. The quietness seemed deafening if it was ever possible as I dangled there bent over. I so wanted to cry out but I bit the lower lip holding the voice that was wanting to break forth and scream at him in the higher pitched tone but when I realised the lip the numbing pain flooded my body instead and I kept still just wishing and praying this session would soon be over.
‘Now Miss Claire’.
The tone of his voice at long last broke the silence, I could feel the way the chest tighten and the heart began to rack. Eyes lids slowly opened but why? All I could see where glazy shadows from the tear filled eyes. I didn’t speak I just listened waiting for the next bit to grace my ears as the words tumbled over the pillows of his lips.
‘Now I have disciplined you which you gracefully received ten strokes of the cane. I listened to you apology and I kindly except but I will warn you next time you won’t be let off so easily.’
He seemed to pause then I felt his fingers chasten within the tresses of chestnut hair as he yanked my head back to enable his dark beady eyes capture my own as he stared straight within. The fear rose within me as I cried out.
‘yes Sir thank you Sir’
He let go of my hair and my head tumbled forward as the hair rained back down upon the floor.
‘you may get up now and returned to your chair and we shall proceed with the next part of the lesson.’
Sunday 13 February 2011
Saturday 12 February 2011
breaking up and moving on
some of you who know me that i been going through this real life with my x gareth, yes some times i have days when i cry a lot, why i don't know but i will admit i am human and breaking up isn't easy not when you been with someone 10 yrs but should it be any difference when a online relationship ends? how do we cope then?
a member of the sims i belong too was hurt badly and this lead to this discussion. i didn't manage to finished the first part so with my Masters permission i have posted them here enjoy, read and perhaps the artical will give you some food for through as it helpped me sorting out my feelings for my x and i will post some comments from the discussion by some of the people there.
Re online relationships by me
Break down of communication and the collar is at the end how do we come to terms with it and move on or even online friendship with an online friends once the communication is broken is revenge the answer, lashing out, following them as in stalking, begging them to give you a second chance when you really know deep down it has come to the end within this discussion I am hoping we will look at certain areas to help us move forward and start over again without any regrets.
I wish to thank you all for coming for this discussion this is going to be a very sensitive and perhaps at times emotional subject but I do feel it something we need to look at and think about, sometimes in a heated moment when a relationship finished we want to kick out at the person we feel who has hurt us, it doesn’t matter if your male of female at the end of the day as I seen both act the same way at times. We see the dominant doing it to the submissive and the submissive do it to the dominant to hit out and hurt the other but do we need to do it and what is the point?
Do any of you have any ideas whys we do it?
We can see there are many ways we react when a relationship ends, we seen some mention and I think a Master and submissive can react differently. some times we can still be friends, sometimes we hurt, sometimes we angry perhaps it’s the way the collar is ended how we react. How many would say that is true and have experienced both ways or just the negative or just a good way where you both agreed to move on and would like to share there experiences?
So I would like to ask again how do we react if possible i would like to hear from a couple of you if you wish to share how you reacted and or your friends reacted, did they help or not if they did help, how did they help you if not how come? Did they keep adding fuel to the fire?
Emotions we can feel deep inside perhaps the submissive has been playing behind the Masters back and he find outs so he may decided to take the collar away the girl is angry because she is been caught out? Because she feels bad inside for betraying her Master trust? So how does she react? What if it’s the Master who been doing it how do you feel catching him being dishonest do you want pay back? What happens if you both live in the same online community where you been for a long time? How does the community help if they do or do you sit with your friends and tell tales, share im’s out of context to make him look bad or her look bad? What’s the point of it? Does it make you feel better? Does it revenge solve anything other than painting a wrong full picture of the person your trying to hurt? Why try and destroy someone because they have moved on and you can’t or you feel your justified in doing so?
Sometimes when we go through a relationship melt down or ending we see things from one perspective and it tends to be our own perspective where we feel that we are right and justified to do so but are we if we look back though things, what about when we done something because we know it will push there button in the wrong way, let me use this as an ensample - as I am a submissive my Master moved on (just like real life the male tends to move on quicker than a female research has proven this), it takes the female much longer to move on especially if she feels she is the injured partner.
I know I am going through this myself in my real life and you find things you think you thrown out and it makes you wonder did he feel this or did he just say this only he will know at the end of the day and perhaps at that moment in time he did but like life things change even a good relationship can turn sour through no fault of either partner so we need to take the good and the bad and sometimes even though it hurts we have to move on and moving on is painful but do we need to make it more painful for the other person? What do we achieve? What is the purpose to create more hurt and pain for the other or even destroy them inside and knock there confidence, yes even Dominants have confidence crises moments it doesn’t mean there weak but it means we done what we set out to do rightly or wrongly as everyone has a breaking point no matter how confidence or secure they are or seem to be.
How do you feel reading what I just wrote do you agree or differ?
What was your experience and do you feel you learnt from it?
Now I know I been on the receiving end of this myself online where scripts have been edited and taken out of content, I was in a Gorean home on html gor and a couple of girls didn’t like me and wanted my char killed so they edited the script and gave it to there owner and he came after me but my Owner stepped in and told him to wait a moment, because little unknown to these girls I had posted the online role play scripts on my message boards I use to keep to give to my Mistress to read so she would know what I did in role play she went and read it then copy and pasted it so the Master could see what I had actual typed and said with the time stamp when I posted it on the board so he could see it happened. I lesson was learnt by those two girls who where punished not to do it again but can you see how red faced the Master must have felt at the time?
If I hadn’t had that I would have been killed but lucky enough I had but I also had good Mistress who knew me well and had faith in me to take the time to listen to me and find out the real facts first and foremost before judging me but how many was ready to jump on the bandwagon before listening to both sides.
The moral in the tale is to listen and speak to both parties don’t make your mind up before taking side, also to breath deeply before reacting to something you don’t have the full picture about even if the person is your best friend or someone you think you can trust online as at the end of the day it might be you owing the other person an apology because I believe that the truth will always come out sooner or later.
I am sure this kind of thing has happen to you or known of someone this has happened to … do you know this is a form of abuse? Slander and a person who it is happening to you have rights even online but the best thing is if you hear a rumour or something that someone said don’t take it for gospel speak to both sides or just don’t get involved in drama and bullshit because at the end of the day what goes around comes around and when you point one finger you have three pointing back at you.
How do you think as a community of people can learn from things like this or do you think we can’t and it will keep happening because it is human nature for people wanting to find out the bad things rather than focus on the good thing to help our friend to heal and move forward, how do you feel does any one have any suggestions on this or tips?
We come online not for drama but to have a nice time with like minded people and at times we don’t always agree to agree but we can as adults agree to differ without hurting each other and making ourselves seem the victims at the end of someone malice and immature behaviour how would you feel if I started an untruth about you and people I told it too believed it and your name is then slurred but you know you didn’t do anything wrong other than be yourself? remember the last word on this treat others how you would like to be treated yourself and the world would be a lot happier and enjoyable place for all.
I wish to thank you all for being patient with me I wanted to cover a lot of things and I have enjoyed sharing and listening to you all who have taken part, even if I given you food for thought or you learnt something hopefully you will be able to move on we all hurt, the physical scars we can see but it’s the mental scarring that does the most damage at the end of the day and its those scars that need to heal so we can move on as whole people inside with out any regrets and I think my Master gave me these wise words one day and its only if we let them have that power especially when we know we not done nothing wrong we can lift our heads high and be proud of who and what we are at the end of the day and live our life’s how we want not by those who think they have control over us.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Eleanor Roosevelt, 'This Is My Story,' 1937
a member of the sims i belong too was hurt badly and this lead to this discussion. i didn't manage to finished the first part so with my Masters permission i have posted them here enjoy, read and perhaps the artical will give you some food for through as it helpped me sorting out my feelings for my x and i will post some comments from the discussion by some of the people there.
Re online relationships by me
Break down of communication and the collar is at the end how do we come to terms with it and move on or even online friendship with an online friends once the communication is broken is revenge the answer, lashing out, following them as in stalking, begging them to give you a second chance when you really know deep down it has come to the end within this discussion I am hoping we will look at certain areas to help us move forward and start over again without any regrets.
I wish to thank you all for coming for this discussion this is going to be a very sensitive and perhaps at times emotional subject but I do feel it something we need to look at and think about, sometimes in a heated moment when a relationship finished we want to kick out at the person we feel who has hurt us, it doesn’t matter if your male of female at the end of the day as I seen both act the same way at times. We see the dominant doing it to the submissive and the submissive do it to the dominant to hit out and hurt the other but do we need to do it and what is the point?
Do any of you have any ideas whys we do it?
We can see there are many ways we react when a relationship ends, we seen some mention and I think a Master and submissive can react differently. some times we can still be friends, sometimes we hurt, sometimes we angry perhaps it’s the way the collar is ended how we react. How many would say that is true and have experienced both ways or just the negative or just a good way where you both agreed to move on and would like to share there experiences?
So I would like to ask again how do we react if possible i would like to hear from a couple of you if you wish to share how you reacted and or your friends reacted, did they help or not if they did help, how did they help you if not how come? Did they keep adding fuel to the fire?
Emotions we can feel deep inside perhaps the submissive has been playing behind the Masters back and he find outs so he may decided to take the collar away the girl is angry because she is been caught out? Because she feels bad inside for betraying her Master trust? So how does she react? What if it’s the Master who been doing it how do you feel catching him being dishonest do you want pay back? What happens if you both live in the same online community where you been for a long time? How does the community help if they do or do you sit with your friends and tell tales, share im’s out of context to make him look bad or her look bad? What’s the point of it? Does it make you feel better? Does it revenge solve anything other than painting a wrong full picture of the person your trying to hurt? Why try and destroy someone because they have moved on and you can’t or you feel your justified in doing so?
Sometimes when we go through a relationship melt down or ending we see things from one perspective and it tends to be our own perspective where we feel that we are right and justified to do so but are we if we look back though things, what about when we done something because we know it will push there button in the wrong way, let me use this as an ensample - as I am a submissive my Master moved on (just like real life the male tends to move on quicker than a female research has proven this), it takes the female much longer to move on especially if she feels she is the injured partner.
I know I am going through this myself in my real life and you find things you think you thrown out and it makes you wonder did he feel this or did he just say this only he will know at the end of the day and perhaps at that moment in time he did but like life things change even a good relationship can turn sour through no fault of either partner so we need to take the good and the bad and sometimes even though it hurts we have to move on and moving on is painful but do we need to make it more painful for the other person? What do we achieve? What is the purpose to create more hurt and pain for the other or even destroy them inside and knock there confidence, yes even Dominants have confidence crises moments it doesn’t mean there weak but it means we done what we set out to do rightly or wrongly as everyone has a breaking point no matter how confidence or secure they are or seem to be.
How do you feel reading what I just wrote do you agree or differ?
What was your experience and do you feel you learnt from it?
Now I know I been on the receiving end of this myself online where scripts have been edited and taken out of content, I was in a Gorean home on html gor and a couple of girls didn’t like me and wanted my char killed so they edited the script and gave it to there owner and he came after me but my Owner stepped in and told him to wait a moment, because little unknown to these girls I had posted the online role play scripts on my message boards I use to keep to give to my Mistress to read so she would know what I did in role play she went and read it then copy and pasted it so the Master could see what I had actual typed and said with the time stamp when I posted it on the board so he could see it happened. I lesson was learnt by those two girls who where punished not to do it again but can you see how red faced the Master must have felt at the time?
If I hadn’t had that I would have been killed but lucky enough I had but I also had good Mistress who knew me well and had faith in me to take the time to listen to me and find out the real facts first and foremost before judging me but how many was ready to jump on the bandwagon before listening to both sides.
The moral in the tale is to listen and speak to both parties don’t make your mind up before taking side, also to breath deeply before reacting to something you don’t have the full picture about even if the person is your best friend or someone you think you can trust online as at the end of the day it might be you owing the other person an apology because I believe that the truth will always come out sooner or later.
I am sure this kind of thing has happen to you or known of someone this has happened to … do you know this is a form of abuse? Slander and a person who it is happening to you have rights even online but the best thing is if you hear a rumour or something that someone said don’t take it for gospel speak to both sides or just don’t get involved in drama and bullshit because at the end of the day what goes around comes around and when you point one finger you have three pointing back at you.
How do you think as a community of people can learn from things like this or do you think we can’t and it will keep happening because it is human nature for people wanting to find out the bad things rather than focus on the good thing to help our friend to heal and move forward, how do you feel does any one have any suggestions on this or tips?
We come online not for drama but to have a nice time with like minded people and at times we don’t always agree to agree but we can as adults agree to differ without hurting each other and making ourselves seem the victims at the end of someone malice and immature behaviour how would you feel if I started an untruth about you and people I told it too believed it and your name is then slurred but you know you didn’t do anything wrong other than be yourself? remember the last word on this treat others how you would like to be treated yourself and the world would be a lot happier and enjoyable place for all.
I wish to thank you all for being patient with me I wanted to cover a lot of things and I have enjoyed sharing and listening to you all who have taken part, even if I given you food for thought or you learnt something hopefully you will be able to move on we all hurt, the physical scars we can see but it’s the mental scarring that does the most damage at the end of the day and its those scars that need to heal so we can move on as whole people inside with out any regrets and I think my Master gave me these wise words one day and its only if we let them have that power especially when we know we not done nothing wrong we can lift our heads high and be proud of who and what we are at the end of the day and live our life’s how we want not by those who think they have control over us.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Eleanor Roosevelt, 'This Is My Story,' 1937
incomplete
hi and welcome to my world, its an interesting place, fun but scary at times, let me take you into my world and hopefully i can learn to be complete in an incomplete world.
Sometimes I feel at times we must all feel at one time or another the cuckoo in nest.
Have you felt you was born at the wrong time, place and perhaps family? Your like the square peg trying to fit in a round hole?
I think we all do at one time or another and perhaps its now that this cuckoo took flight and saw the world again to spread her wings.
Are you willing to come with me upon this journey?
I will assure you it won’t be boring or even unchallenging at times?
I have passion and ask so many questions at time and try and find the answer, so I know won’t be answered in this life time and perhaps not in the next either but who knows?
I wrote this many years ago.
Born to live
Live to die
What a life
One might sigh.
At times I wonder if this is it and what’s the point? Are we someone toy a higher being level that is experimenting with us and its just an ever internal cycle and progression well we won’t know until we have drawn the last breathe to know what is coming next and what is the next stage if there is one, so why am I hiding, why do I consider am worth to be here at this moment at time so let take a jump and explore what is out there, are you ready if so take my hand and after the count of three lets take the plunge.
One
Two
Three
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeie
Sometimes I feel at times we must all feel at one time or another the cuckoo in nest.
Have you felt you was born at the wrong time, place and perhaps family? Your like the square peg trying to fit in a round hole?
I think we all do at one time or another and perhaps its now that this cuckoo took flight and saw the world again to spread her wings.
Are you willing to come with me upon this journey?
I will assure you it won’t be boring or even unchallenging at times?
I have passion and ask so many questions at time and try and find the answer, so I know won’t be answered in this life time and perhaps not in the next either but who knows?
I wrote this many years ago.
Born to live
Live to die
What a life
One might sigh.
At times I wonder if this is it and what’s the point? Are we someone toy a higher being level that is experimenting with us and its just an ever internal cycle and progression well we won’t know until we have drawn the last breathe to know what is coming next and what is the next stage if there is one, so why am I hiding, why do I consider am worth to be here at this moment at time so let take a jump and explore what is out there, are you ready if so take my hand and after the count of three lets take the plunge.
One
Two
Three
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeie
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