I’m laying it all out here! He instructed me to kneel on the coffee table with my hands on the seat cushions of the sofa for a lovely maintenance spanking this weekend, which placed my butt high up in the air, a perfect target. He began tapping my backside with the cane, followed by a…
Author: blue
Naked Yoga
Ally walked barefoot through the living room, her yoga mat rolled under her arm, wearing only panties and a t-shirt. She knew that Liam was watching her as she passed him on the way to the bedroom where she did her twenty minutes or so of yoga practice a few times a week. She swayed…
Rolling
When I’m floating in a world of non-reality, the Wartenbert Wheel brings me back to the present. My mind follows its pokey path, creating an anchor to the real world.
I’m On Twitter!
Y’all have convinced me, and I’m on Twitter now. Come find me and say hi! @bluesubmission
The Sweetness
“Get on your tippy toes”, he growls to my cheek as he pulls my bound hands upwards, securing them to the ceiling with the rope. I’m stretched out, back arched, my toes dig into the carpet, gripping, trying to find some balance. I wobble about like a buoy being tossed about in a spiraling sea,…
Nervous Anticipation
I always get so nervous before I do something new. I’m not sure why I’m like this as I’ve had plenty of practice diving into uncharted waters. Maybe that’s part of the appeal for me, overcoming that nervous energy that pulses through my body making my sweaty hands shake and reveling in the reward of…
What are You Doing?
Masturbation Monday Week 227’s prompt is this selfie by Adrian Kenny. I like that picture of you! What are you doing? Nothing, I’m watching TV. Naked? What are you watching? Yes, naked! It’s really hot here. The cooking channel, they’re making cupcakes. Tell me about them, please! Right now they’re making browned butter cupcakes…
F is for Futomomo
Marks on Marks
A rambling post: We had a wonderfully peaceful New Year’s Eve. In recent years, we’ve decided to forgo all of the excitement (and hassle) of going out and we’ve stayed home. This year was no exception, especially since my husband had to work the next day. We played with the clicker until he pushed me…
Through the Peephole
This story is inspired by one of Submissy’s many fabulous photos. I wanted to take this snapshot and imagine what it would be like to observe the two characters (photographer and subject) from an outside perspective, in this case it’s Albert who sees them in the lobby of a hotel and imagines who they are…