Ever Made A Girl Smile Like That?

As I’ve become more comfortable with my role as a disciplinary wife, my understanding of how severe a spanking needs to be to correct an issue or teach a lesson has expanded. At first, I was significantly more timid than I am now, and looking back, those first few weeks probably weren’t very effective. But I’ve gotten my footing and have built my confidence up to really embrace leaving an impression (sometimes both physically and mentally) to get my point across.

That feeling when he's fucking you but starting to flag, so you mumble something about his cock wanting to be locked up again. ...and suddenly he's ROCK solid again. What a fucking chastity slut!

[Caption from Barscubed - these aren't Mistress N's 'rules']

Mistress kindly granted me release last night and also allowed me to write about it this morning.

It happened quite late in the evening. She started work late due to Thursday's heavy night and therefore finished late too. She was also quite tired, so she took a nap after dinner. I tried not to think about release, but Mistress had already implied that it was likely to happen that night, so it was difficult to dismiss the idea all together.

She woke up quite refreshed and, dressed in just a tee shirt, she was soon instructing me to strip naked and put my collar on. She told me to fetch her dildo and strap it on her, then had me kneel down before her and "worship her cock". I licked and sucked the dildo as she rammed it into my mouth and rubbed it into my face.

When she was ready, Mistress had me kneel up on the bed, lubricated my anus and her "cock" and gave me an energetic pegging, starting slow but building to a literally eye-watering climax. I was left sore, red-faced and chastened, while Mistress glowed, with a wild and triumphant look in her eyes.

The circumstances of my release were different from most previous ones, in that Mistress opted to squat down on my face while I masturbated. I was not permitted to speak, so I was unable to ask for permission to release when I felt I was approaching completion; I just had to wait for her to grant it without any prompting.

This meant that there was a greater than usual risk of me coming without permission; to mitigate that risk, I had to "ease off" whenever I felt myself getting to the point of no return. Effectively, I was being forced to "edge". Given how much I wanted to ejaculate once I began to masturbate, that wasn't easy.

Mistress made me keep this up for what seemed like quite a long time, all the while taunting me, asking me why I had slowed down and encouraging me to go faster; at the same time, she kept pinching and scratching my chest and nipples and shifting her bottom around on my face, making it hard to breathe at times.

Eventually, permission was given and I rapidly brought myself off. To me, it felt like opening up a high-powered hose, but Mistress found it far less impressive.

"Is that all you've got?" she teased. "W*nker! I don't know what all the fuss was about..."

Nevertheless, a wave of relief passed over me as I lay there with my heartbeat slowly dancing back to normal. Mistress rose, padded across the room and fetched a tissue, which she threw down at me with an order to clean myself up; then went and sat on the end of the bed.

When I had finished and disposed of the tissue, she told me to get back down on my hands and knees before her. I obeyed, bowing my head as I did so, but she put her finger under my chin to make me look up at her. She looked deep into my eyes.

"What do you say?" she asked, softly but firmly.

"Thank you, Mistress" I said, almost in a whisper. Those moments can be overwhelming.

"Goddess," she corrected me. "I want to be a Goddess tonight".

"Thank you, Goddess," I said, making sure the last word was very clear. She smiled, a self-satisfied smile.

"Okay, you may kiss my feet."

I ducked down and pressed my lips firmly to her warm, slightly perspiring, slightly "beddy" feet. I would stop when she told me. Then it would all be over, for at least another month.

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I'm not sure if Mistress will want to add anything to this or not. I hope so, though she is a little busy today.

p

Update nov 20th, 2024

My answer, part two

Some of you asked me what drug I used to sedate him. All I will tell you is that it’s a legal one, one that you can buy at any regular pharmacy. I use it personally when I travel by plane. I will sleep the entire flight. That’s it.

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As for my Bitch, he’s still in the closet, hands are now tied behind his back, legs are now tied together, his hands and legs are also tied together, his last meal was yesterday at lunch, he’s still naked and blindfolded since yesterday after the guys left.

Ive been able to do my things, went out to the gym, did the grocery, because there are some things I absolutely want to have. Also been to the hardware store to buy this, four of these actually.

I don’t know how to install this, but my neighbor will. So I ask Julia if her boyfriend would do that for me. Screwing these in the concrete is not easy!

Ive install regular hooks all over the house, some are on the ceiling. But I hide them with plants. Then, when I need them for another type of plant (!), I just remove it and secure my fucking plant in place. Things are gonna be much different in this house from now on.

Mistress Jill