K is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

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Richard is taking over this week with his take on resilient submissives!

Richard: Fun fact! Did you know that J comes between I and K? I didn’t. Luckily, Jayden wrote last night’s post. Clearly, J is for Jayden.

Double fun fact! K is a really hard letter to alliterate with. Unless you’re writing Mortal Kombat fanfiction or something.


Koncussive konvincing kouldn’t kill kleptomania kommitting kompulsions. Karrots kould kause kompliance komparatively kleanly. Kissing konsecutively kalibrated kordiality.

In short, if Mark couldn’t beat the badness out of her, he’d kiss it into her instead. With the gag removed, he leaned in. “I think you’d commit fewer crimes if you had a loving home to come home to.”

Hailey stared at him.

“What the hell does that have to do with anything?”

“Like you said, you’re not a psycho killer or anything. You rob banks. You’ve never done worse than kick a guard in the balls. If we could redirect that energy to something more productive…”

Hailey rolled her eyes. “And what’s in it for me?”

Mark leaned in, kissing her lightly. When she didn’t bite or head butt him, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips more firmly against hers. Soft, moist, a little salty from the tears. He lightly traced a hand over her shoulders and followed the curve of the rope over her back.

“There. That’s not so bad, is it?”

She grunted and rolled her eyes again.

“Better than getting arrested?”

“Barely.”

He shook his head and kissed her again, letting his tongue slip free of his lips this time. She blew a raspberry against it, but let it into her mouth. Mark moaned softly and cradled the back of her head, slipping his tongue over hers. She dropped limp in the ropes, not fighting him for the first time since his attempts began hours ago.

Know gnu know knever knix kniceness.


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J is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Richard is taking over this week with his take on resilient submissives!


“Jail would be justified,” Hailey thought just as another tear dripped from her cheek.

“Are you done yet?” Mark asked, almost a sneer in his voice.

Hailey nodded.

“You’re going to stop robbing banks?”

Hailey nodded again.

“I don’t believe you,” Mark said, and he SWACKED her ass a few more times. She screamed and moaned, wriggling to try to get out of her bonds, but Mark knew what he was doing and his bonds held fast.

She grunted in anger and frustration when he stopped again, but didn’t release her.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, knowing she couldn’t effectively answer him.

She grunted some more and writhed in her bonds. He contemplated her, her sheer panties showing her red ass, tears streaking down her cheeks. But she still had a lot of fight left in her. He knew that this punishment hadn’t been enough to deter her, much as she claimed it was. The fact that she fought him immediately after he asked was evidence enough for him. But what was he going to do about it?


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I is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Richard is taking over this week with his take on resilient submissives!

Richard was half asleep and burned out from editing 150 pages last night. Let’s see if we can make this not a complete disaster. (Update after writing: It’s still a disaster. I do not like this challenge.)


Incidentally, impacts immunize intellectuals, icons, and iconoclasts. Mark slapped the paddle against his hand a couple times, before taking aim at Hailey’s ass and flipping up the singed edge of her pleated skit.

“I have to admit, evil witch/schoolgirl is an interesting costume ideas,” he said.

Hailey wriggled a little and mumbled something through the gag. (Richard: There was almost sassy dialogue here, but I remembered the gag!)

Mark lined up and SWACKED her ass, sending her spinning a little in the ropes.

“This is very impractical. I should’ve had another super villain help me rig up the torture chamber. I’m more used to being the torturee than the torturer.”

Hailey managed to flip him off despite her bonds.

“This is more fun, though,” he said, waiting for the angle to swing back just right and slapping her ass again with the opposite side of the paddle.

Hailey squealed as she swung through the air.

“Are you going to stop robbing banks?”

Two flip offs this time.

“Two more strokes it is then,” he said, slapping her once and then zipping around with super speed to the other side of the swing to hit her again.

She squealed through the gag as he increased the pace, bouncing around the room, always a step ahead of her to deliver the next hit as she swung. As her ass showed cherry red through her sheer panties he finally stopped, grabbed the rope, and looked her in the eye.

“Is this working any better than jail?” he asked, as the first tears dripped off her cheeks.


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H is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Richard is taking over this week with his take on resilient submissives!

Richard: Jayden asked me to hop in with H, and suggested H is for hero. (Or maybe heroine?) Fair enough, I’m just finishing up a thesis about super heroes, so I guess I can play there some.


Hailey “Hexen” Hawthorne hung from the hitched up hawser her hero had hauled over the hoist of her happy hovel. He held up his hand and hit her hard on the hiney!

“You’ll have to do better than that!” she spat as she spun.

Mark “Justice” McManus laughed. “”I’m just getting started, Hexen! Once I’m through with you, your days of villainy will be over!”

Hexen rolled her eyes. “Laying it on a little thick, ‘Justice.'”

He slapped her ass again. “We’ll see how you feel once I’m done with you. This is just a warm up.”

“Shouldn’t you be turning me into the police or something? Tying me up and spanking me doesn’t seem very heroic.”

“The police have failed to hold you time and again. The only heroic thing to do is to take matters into my own hands and change your evil ways!”

“I’m not evil! Was Robin Hood evil? I steal from the rich, give to the poor, help the needy! The world is what’s evil, and you’re just upholding the status quo. If you really wanted to help people, you’d side with me!”

“Enough of your trickery, witch! I’ll not let your honeyed words stay my hand!” he slapped her ass again, then caught her as she spun, grabbing a ball gag off the toy rack next to her and shoving it in her mouth, strapping on the buckle.

“Clearly, I’ll need to resort to more severe methods of correction to mend your evil ways…” He looked over the rack, almost reaching for a whip, before grabbing a paddle and slapping it against his palm a few times. “I think this will do nicely.”


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G is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Check out our first post if you’d like to start at the beginning of the story! Enjoy!


GASP! Grimacing and grabbing the table, Adelaide girded herself against the grueling jolt of electricity.

Crystal chuckled. “It’s good to see that my antics have an effect on you, Adelaide.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she murmured in response. Her manners were automatic.

“I do have such a good submissive, don’t I?” Derek said from his end of the table, smiling over at the group, but directing his attention directly at Adelaide.

“She is good, very good,” Crystal said, almost to herself.

Adelaide blushed with the compliments.

“I want you all to understand a bit about this particular submissive.” The group all turned to look at Derek and waited for him to continue. “When Adelaide came to me, she was broken. I think she thought she would never be whole again. She had had her heart and mind broken by a Dom,” he used his fingers to indicate air quotes around the term, “who made her feel like she wasn’t worth anything. He had convinced her that no one could ever love her and that she would never be good enough to serve any other Master.”

Adelaide looked away. Everything he was saying was true, and it was still somewhat painful to hear. Derek had taken her in six months ago, and she had done everything she could to please him, to show him that she was worth something. She never complained. But he was so different from her previous Master. Yes, he had tested her limits and pushed her to new heights, but he had respected her, given her a safe word, guided her, and taught her. She was grateful for every moment they had spent together, and though she didn’t know how this speech was going to end, she hoped that he wasn’t going to tell her she was actually worthless after all.

“But what that asshole didn’t understand was that Adelaide is capable of so much. She is authentic, brave, captivating, daring, energetic, faithful, and generous, and most of all, she is resilient. She has served me without fail for six months, and, Adelaide, I would be honored if you would consent to be my submissive, officially, with a collaring ceremony.”

Adelaide grinned. She had never felt so elated. “Derek, Master, of course.” She beamed. “I would love to be yours. Absolutely.”


Did you catch all the A-G things (and G to A) that I did in this story? There’s at least one of each! This is it (probably) for Adelaide and Derek. Come back Monday to see what our next resilient submissive is all about!

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F is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Check out our first post if you’d like to start at the beginning of the story! Enjoy!


Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Adelaide frequently felt frisky, but feared the focused volts in the electric wand.

“Come here, pet,” he said, and Adelaide approached him, trembling. Adelaide’s mind knew that she should obey her Master, and she wanted to, but her body was struggling to follow her direction.

She stood in front of him and watched as he picked up the tiny wand and pressed it against her arm. He clicked the button and she felt a little zap. It wasn’t even as bad as a good shock from static electricity in the winter.

“Now, be a good girl and let everyone else have a turn.”

It took her a moment to process what he was asking, but she turned to face Ester, letting Ester press her electric wand against Adelaide’s bare thigh. Then she went around to Charlie. He grinned up at her. “It’s fun to be on this side of the table,” he said with a wink. Then he pressed his electric wand up against her side. She winced. That hurt more than the other places. Finally, she moved around to Crystal. Crystal had such a smirk on her face that Adelaide knew she wasn’t going to be happy with this one.

Crystal grabbed the top of Adelaide’s apron and pulled her closer, tugging the fabric to the side to expose Adelaide’s breast. She pressed the electric wand right up against her soft skin. “Are you scared, Adelaide?”

Adelaide nodded.

“Good,” Crystal said. She kept the device there for a long time, staring at Adelaide who began to whimper quietly. She tried so hard not to. She bit her lip, she tensed her muscles, but she knew the zap would come, and she knew it would hurt a lot.

The waiting was worse than the actual electric charge, but when Crystal finally pressed the button to deliver it, Adelaide couldn’t help but let out a…


What do you think Adelaide is going to say? Come back tomorrow to find out!

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E is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

Check out our first post if you’d like to start at the beginning of the story! Enjoy!


Adelaide exuded energy as she excused herself to the entrance to embrace the next guests. “Hello,” she said, sure to keep her bare backside away from the front door, “welcome.”

“Hello, Adelaide,” the woman at the door said with a smirk. “At least, I assume you’re Adelaide since you’re answering the door in nothing but an apron.”

The blush that had begun to fade from Adelaide’s face returned in full force. “I am Adelaide, Ma’am.”

“Turn for me,” the woman directed, and Adelaide hesitated slightly but did as she was told. “Very nice. I see why your Master keeps you dressed that way.”

“Thank you, Ma’am,” Adelaide said. “May I take your coat?”

Within ten minutes, Adelaide’s Master, Derek, told her that all the guests had arrived and that they would be sitting down to dinner. Adelaide peeked out at the dining room as they gathered around the table. Her Master, Derek, sat at the head of the table. He was tall and handsome, and she was aroused just looking at him, sitting there in his polo shirt and trousers. He wasn’t dressed up, but he just looked so handsome.

To his right sat Ester, the woman who had made Adelaide spin when she arrived. Ester was tall, taller than Adelaide, and thin, and she wore a black dress that made her appear both sexy and sophisticated, while also casual. On her other side was Charlie, and then Crystal at the opposite end of the table from Derek. 

Adelaide had been expecting more people to arrive, since she had set the table for six at Derek’s direction, but he told her there had been a slight change in plans. “Pet, take away those two place settings,” he said, pointing to the two across from Charlie and Ester.

“Yes, Sir,” Adelaide said, removing them at once. She wondered why he didn’t have Ester sit across from Charlie, but she didn’t want to be rude and ask. 

Derek slid something long and thin onto the table next to his plate. Adelaide couldn’t quite see what it was, but she noticed that he was handing three more down the table to their guests. She shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, watching and waiting for direction. “Do you know what these are, pet?”

“No, Sir,” she said, her voice barely audible.

“These are electric wands. One little touch and you’ll feel the zap of electricity.” Adelaide’s heart pounded in her chest. She had never seen such a thing before, but she’d heard of them, and she was terrified.


Do you think Adelaide is going to like a little electroplay? Come back tomorrow to find out!

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D is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

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Check out our first post if you’d like, and welcome to the third installment! After a short break for C is for Cuck Cage, we’re back to Adelaide’s story. Be sure to read A and B if you haven’t yet! But don’t worry, Charlie and Crystal from last post are coming back!


The doorbell dinged. “Damn!” Did Adelaide dare to welcome guests into their domicile dressed in nothing but an apron, her derriere hanging out?

She didn’t really have a choice. Master told her they were having company, and so they were having company. He told her that she was dressed perfectly, and so she was dressed perfectly. She knew better than to question what he said, even when she was nervous beyond belief at who would be attending the party and what they would think of her flaunting her bare ass as she hosted.

The doorbell dinged again, and Adelaide went to open it. Her heart pounded in her chest as she peeked through the small window on the door to who might be on the other side. She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was their dear friends Charlie and Crystal. They were kinky, too, so they would understand why she was dressed in such a skimpy outfit.

“Welcome,” she said, as she swung the door open. They stepped inside and she offered to take their coats. As she turned her back to them, she heard Crystal chuckle, and turned to see Charlie blush.

“Well, well, well,” Crystal said. “It seems like Derek is pushing you to new heights, hmm?”

“Yes, Miss,” Adelaide said. “Master has instructed me to answer the door in my apron, and, of course, I will do as he asks.”

“You’re a good girl, Adelaide.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

“Bring me a drink, Charlie.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said at once. “Adelaide?”

“This way, Charlie,” Adelaide said, leading him into the kitchen where he could make his Mistress a drink.

“And I thought I had it bad that Mistress made me wear a cock cage,” he said with a smirk. His voice was low, so low that Adelaide almost didn’t hear him.

Adelaide blushed at his words.

“What’s that? Are you not turned on?”

“I’m very turned on, Adelaide said. “And I’m honored to do as my Master asks.”

Charlie smiled at her, “Of course you are. And you should be. You’re a resilient little one, aren’t you?”

“I suppose I am,” Adelaide said as the doorbell dinged again.


Who do you think should be the next to arrive?

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The Insecure Writer’s Support Group #IWSG

The Insecure Writer's Support Group

If you’d like to chime in and let us know your answers to the questions or drop a link to your post if you’re participating, please do so in the comments! And check out the IWSG website for more answers!

April 5 question – Do you remember writing your first book? What were your thoughts about a career path on writing? Where are you now and how is it working out for you? If you’re at the start of the journey, what are your goals?

Jayden: I do! I was in high school, and I was annoyed at someone in my friend group, so I wrote a murder mystery where a person who bore a suspicious resemblance to her gets murdered. It was a great outlet for me at the time. Looking back, I think it was more of a novella than a novel (which seems to be my sweet spot in story length, which is why blogging is great for me). Over the years, I’ve thought many times about being a full time writer, but it doesn’t appeal to me, particularly. I like writing, but not editing or advertising, and to be full time, I would need to do more of that. I like the steady paycheck by day job affords me and writing on the side when I have time. I’m back in school right now, so writing has taken somewhat of a back seat, but Richard and I have done better this year at staying on top of blog posts than in previous years, but it is only April. But right now you can read our A to Z stories that we’re writing as we go! Join us for the A to Z Blog Challenge!

Richard: My first “book” was basically a thirty thousand word character study that I wrote during Nanowrimo one year. My first book that I’d even consider trying to publish is my thesis, which I’m chugging away on revisions on now. It’s a queer superhero rom com. Gotta hit those niche markets. I’d love to make enough on writing to go back to only having to work a “real job” part time. I had several part time jobs that I enjoyed over the years. I don’t think I’d want to try for the 100%-writing-100%-of-the-time life (too much hustling and writing bullshit copy for shady companies), but I’d love to be able to have more time to write and still support myself.

C is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

Check out our first post if you’d like, and welcome to the second installment! Our focus is on the resilience of submissives. As much as we wanted to have everything pre-planned, we are writing on the fly, so feel free to tell us in the comments what you would like our submissives to be challenged with!


We’re going to take a break from Adelaid’s story because there’s nothing more perfect for the letter C than cock cages, and that just doesn’t quite fit where we are in the story at the moment. Enjoy!


Charlie clamped on his cuck cage with a click. Crystal, his commander, confirmed that he came better when kept in chastity. She stepped over him, staring down at his cock that was quickly filling the tiny cage. He whimpered as he handed her the key.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her tone mocking him.

“N-nothing, Mistress.”

She smirked down at him. “But you seem upset, cuck.”

“N-no, Mistress.”

“Uncomfortable?”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” His whole body was shaking as he watched her walk around him in a slow circle. He whipped his head around trying to see her as she moved about. “I’m always uncomfortable in my cage, Mistress.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“It’s good, Mistress. I like being in my cage.”

“Good,” she said. “Not that I was giving you a choice.”

“Of course not, Mistress.” He knew that she would push him to his furthest limits. She would make him hard with the cage on, make him scream until he lost his voice. She would leave bruises on his ass and thighs and bite marks all over him. And when she was done, she would leave him broken and bruised, but finally relieved. Allowed to cum at last. And no matter what she threw at him, no matter how hard she pushed, Charlie would be devoted to her. He would always rise to meet her, always serve her, and always love her.


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B is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

Check out our first post if you’d like, and welcome to the second installment! Our focus is on the resilience of submissives. As much as we wanted to have everything pre-planned, we are writing on the fly, so feel free to tell us in the comments what you would like our submissives to be challenged with!


Beautiful, bubbling baked Belmac apples, brushed with butter and brown sugar burbled in a bulging baking pan on the blue bar in the breakfast nook. Adelaide had taken them out to cool moments before her Master walked in the door. He loved her baked apples, and after the orchard, she knew that he would want a taste, of both the apples, and her.

She turned to the door when she heard the lock click and smiled. “Hello, Master.”

“Hello, pet,” he said. “I see you’ve followed my directions.”

“Of course, Master,” she said, giving him a little curtsy in her apron. She was wearing nothing else, and the blue background with the bright red apples brought out the blue of her eyes.

He came close to her and wrapped his hands around her waist. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue sliding between her lips. As he pulled back, he couldn’t help but nip at her lower lip. She yelped, as he expected. He grinned down at her. “Jumpy, pet?”

She just smiled shyly up at him. She could be jumpy, and they both knew it. But she was determined to overcome her shyness so she could impress him. He was helping her by giving her these tasks, and she was happy to oblige.

“Are the apples ready, pet?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good.”

“In about,” he looked at the clock on the wall over her shoulder, “five minutes, I would expect guests to start arriving.”

Her eyes went wide. Since she’d been home with the apples, he had asked her to clean up and bake the apples, and she had done so, but she hadn’t expected company. “I should go get dressed then, Sir.”

He shook his head. “I think you’re dressed perfectly, pet.”

“Master!”

He cocked his head at her, “Are you questioning me, pet?”

“N-no, Sir, of course not.”

“Good. Set out plates and get down champagne glasses. My friends will certainly want to celebrate that I get to show off my good little slut.”

“Y-yes, Sir.” Her heart pounded in her throat as she turned to get the glasses down out of the cabinet.


What do you think Master should challenge Adelaide with next?

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A is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

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Check out our Theme Reveal post if you’d like, and welcome to the first installment! Our focus is on the resilience of submissives. As much as we wanted to have everything pre-planned, we are writing on the fly, so feel free to tell us in the comments what you would like our submissives to be challenged with!


Adelaide Abby approached the abandoned apple orchard with abundant aplomb. She knew her assignment, and though she was nervous, she took strength from the fact that her Master was overseeing her. She didn’t know exactly where he was, but she knew that he was there somewhere. He would never leave her out on her own, naked in the open. He was very protective of her in that way.

A shiver ran down her spine as she looked around, trying to see if there was anyone else in the area. The old abandoned area seemed deserted, except for the birds and wildlife making noises just out of her sight. As the sun started to set, she worried that she wouldn’t find her way out before it got dark. Her bare feet crunched along the grass, and she watched carefully where she was walking lest she step on something unpleasant.

Her assignment was to go to the orchard and take some nude pictures of herself, then get herself out before it got too dark to be safe. She set down her bag that included her tripod and cell phone, finding a great spot with good lighting. In minutes, she had her equipment set up and she was snapping pictures with the remote. Each pose made her squirm with desire. She was getting so aroused.

“I can smell you from here, slut.” Her Master’s deep voice came out of the shadows making Adelaide jump and her heart race. 

“Master!”

He smiled a wicked grin at her. “My resourceful little slut seems to be doing well with her task, but time is growing short. Do you want to be walking out of here after dark, pet?”

“No, Sir.”

“Then I suggest you pack up your equipment and let’s go. I have more tasks for you.”

“Yes, Master.” She turned away from him and grinned so he couldn’t see how pleased she was. She knew that if he thought she was too pleased with herself, he would make her next task more difficult. Her heart kept pounding in her chest, not from fear, but from excitement.


What do you think Master should challenge Adelaide with next?

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Determined Dominatrix – Chapter 12

Welcome to Chapter 12 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t read the other chapters, you might want to start back at Chapter 1. Today, we’re going to find out what James wants!
~Jayden


Chapter 12:

I switch off the vibrator, watching James in the security camera. He knows I have some kind of security, but he doesn’t know the details. I don’t think he knows I’m watching him right now.

“What are you up to, James?” I wonder aloud.

It’s a small screen and not at a great angle to figure out what he’s doing.

Finally, he rings the bell. I get up, wrapping the bathrobe back around me, and go to the intercom. “Yes?” I say into the machine.

“May I please come back in, Mistress?”

“Did you forget something, pet?”

“You could say that, Mistress.”

I narrow my eyes in annoyance. What does that mean? I buzz the door open.

He comes up the stairs, and I am waiting right at the top for him. As soon as he gets to the top of the stairs, he drops to his knees in front of me. “Mistress, forgive me.”

“For what, pet?” I ask, still wary.

He looks up at me from his knees. I don’t understand the look that passes between us, but I understand when he is suddenly standing in front of me, pulling me into his arms. He wraps me up in them, and he’s warm and strong. I inhale his scent, so familiar to me. “For this,” he says, and he kisses me softly at first, but when I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back, his kiss becomes more insistent, more passionate.

He picks me up off the floor easily, and I wrap my legs around him. I know that I’m going to soak his jeans with my arousal, but I don’t care, and I really don’t think he cares.

We keep kissing as he carries me down the hall to the play space. He breaks the kiss long enough to see that my boots and panties are on the floor by the couch. He pulls at my bathrobe, pulling it open and letting it fall to the side. I move my arms so that it slides off of them and onto the floor. Now I’m naked before him, and he’s still fully clothed. I pull at his shirt, trying to pull it off, but I can only get it halfway up.

He gently sets me down on the couch. I am panting as he breaks our kisses, working his way down my neck. He nibbles just a little bit.

“Fuuuuuuck,” I groan.

He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and nips at the hard nipple.

I moan again, my fingers winding into his hair. He tries to move on to the other nipple, but I pull him back. “No. More. Fuuuuck.”

He flicks the same nipple over and over again with his tongue. He bites down on it. I moan and hump against his jeans.

Finally, I let him move on to the other one. He gives it the same treatment, and I am in heaven. I want more. I don’t even know what more I want. I just want more. I am overwhelmed by the sensations. He moves down, flicking his tongue into my belly button like he had earlier. I squeal as it tickles, but he’s already moved on. He pushes my legs further apart as he inhales deeply, his mouth inches away from my cunt.

He pauses there for what feels like forever. He looks up at me, and our eyes meet, and I have an urge to pull him back and kiss him again. My lips still tingle from our kisses before. But he’s so close to my clit, and I want that. I want the orgasm I was denied when he arrived. My body aches with need.

“Pet,” I gasp out. I can’t beg. I can’t beg my submissive.

But I don’t have to. His tongue touches my folds and finds my clit expertly, and I melt right into the couch.


Thanks for reading Chapter 12! We’re going to take a little break for the the A to Z Challenge starting tomorrow, April 1st! Come back in May to hear more about what James wants. Maybe he’ll say more than 15 words this time. 😉 Don’t forget to check out real life TMI Tuesday every week!

Go on to Chapter 13!

TMI Tuesday: March 28th, 2023

The author of TMI Tuesday has decided to end her reign, but we have decided to continue on, going back to the archives. We’re going to continue with 2012, even though it’s a day off since that was a leap year. So here we are with an archived set of questions.


A Song For You

The Temptations – “A Song for You” – TMITuesday’s favorite version of this much recorded song.

Answer the following questions using only song titles. Make sure you link to the song or the song’s lyrics so that we can listen to or read the song.

By Jayden:

1. What is your present state of mind? Manic Monday

2. How do you feel about your spouse, significant other, or someone you lust for? I love you Just The Way You Are

3. Describe your job. Virtual Insanity

4. What are you hungry for? Hungry for SEX

5. What’s your favorite color? Blue

6. What gets you excited? Butts!

7. Who do you think you are? I’m my own grandpa! (I’m not, but my step-dad is younger than me!)

Bonus: Describe your life. Feel free to elaborate on your song choice. Lucky I’m very lucky with my life in so many ways. And I am so grateful for it. ❤


TMI Tuesday along with us: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Determined Dominatrix – Chapter 11

Welcome to Chapter 11 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t read the previous chapters, I’d recommend starting back at Chapter 1. Today, we’re going to find out if James gets to orgasm again before he goes home.
~Jayden


Chapter 11:

After petting him for a while, I ask if he’s ready for another orgasm.

He whimpers a little. “Mistress, I’ve already cum so much,” he protests.

“Twice. You’ve cum twice.”

“But that’s a lot,” he whines.

I chuckle. “No, it’s not. Not for you.”

He whimpers some more, nuzzling my thigh.

“What’s wrong, pet?”

He shakes his head against my thigh.

I use my finger to make him look up at me. “Tell me.” It’s not a request. It’s a demand.

He takes a deep breath. “I can’t, Mistress.”

“Why not?” I ask.

“Because it’s not appropriate.”

“Pet,” I say, “I have seen you laying on this floor covered in my piss. Just tonight, I watched you suck a dildo after I fucked you with it. What in the world is there that you can’t tell me?”

He shakes his head. “I can’t, Mistress. I’m sorry.”

I shrug as though it doesn’t matter, but it does. I want to know what he wants to say. Is he in love with me? Shit. That would be bad. Or maybe he’s found someone else. Does he have another Mistress in Massachusetts already? No, that seems impossible. My mind starts to spiral, and I just need him to go. “Well, that’s fine then, pet. If you don’t want to cum again tonight, you don’t have to. I’ll see you Wednesday.”

I stand up, wrapping the bathrobe tighter around me.

“Thank you for cleaning my bra for me, pet. I’ll see you soon.” I scritch him behind the ear again and step back, waiting for him to leave. I am sorely tempted to go hide in the bathroom, but that seems too cowardly.

He looks like he’s going to protest, but then he doesn’t. “Would you take my collar off, please, Mistress?”

I nod, and he steps close to me so I can undo the buckle. We do this every time he leaves, but this time, it feels different.

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

I nod again.

He goes to the door and puts his clothes on. “Thank you, Mistress,” he says, poking his head down the hallway, “I’ll see you on Wednesday.”

“Goodnight, pet,” I call back. He leaves, and I pull up the security footage on my phone to watch him leave. His head is down as he gets into his car and pulls out onto the road.

I take a deep breath and go pour myself a glass of wine. My play space is on the second floor above the garage, but the main house next door is my private residence. I am so bone tired I don’t even want to walk next door. But I am also so horny, I can’t stand it.

I take my time taking off my thigh-high boots and then slip out of my soaking wet panties, dropping the bathrobe on the floor next to the couch. I get out my favorite little vibrator, one that will stimulate my clit to a quick orgasm. I am just lying down on the couch when I hear the ding of my alert system. Someone is in the driveway. I’m not expecting any other clients tonight.

I pull up the security camera with one hand while I hold the vibrator onto my clit with the other. I see a familiar car parked in the driveway, and a familiar form get out of the car. In fact, as I’m watching, I see that James is back, and he’s waiting at the door.


Thanks for reading Chapter 11 of my Dominatrix Series! Come back next week to find out if James will ring the doorbell, and if so, what he wants to say to his Mistress. Don’t forget to check out TMI Tuesday every week as well! Plus, the A to Z Challenge starts April 1st!

Go on to Chapter 12!

What’s Good Wednesday? 3/22/23

What’s Good Wednesday?

We did this long ago, but we decided to bring back and a once-a-month chance to share what’s going well in our lives, and welcome you to share what’s good in your lives! Please comment below and let us know what’s good! Feel free to be vague or specific. We’re just happy to share good things!


What’s good!?

Camping season is almost upon us! We’re SO excited to get into our new (to us) RV. We’re very excited to be able to sleep there, spend time with our friends, and get settled into our home-away-from-home! Pictures to come once we get settled!

TMI Tuesday: March 21st, 2023

The author of TMI Tuesday has decided to end her reign, but we have decided to continue on, going back to the archives. We’re going to continue with 2012, even though it’s a day off since that was a leap year. So here we are with an archived set of questions.


31 Favors

31 Sexual Favors for her/him features 31 circular tokens promising a variety of sexual services that will leave your partner utterly satisfied. You could drop one in her purse or in his lunch as a hint of what’s to come later or to hint at what sexual delight you’d like to savor.

This TMI Tuesday let’s play our own 31 Sexual Favors. List 31 unique and exciting sexual activities or services you’d put on your very own tokens that are guaranteed to make you the favorite flavor of the week.

(Running short on time or kinky ideas? …at least list 10 sexual favors). Have fun my little sexies 🙂

Jayden: I don’t know how unique these are, but they are fun and exciting things.

Here are some things I could do on my own that would wind me up and get me very excited.

  • Wear a butt plug.
  • Masturbate in secret in a semi-public space.
  • Expose my breasts in public. Don’t get caught!
  • Take some pictures to post online.
  • Pee my panties.
  • Wear nipple clamps.
  • Wear a wearable vibrator in public.
  • Wear Ben Wa balls in public.
  • Place 5+ clothes pins anywhere on my body.
  • Masturbate while a passenger in the car.
  • Go out in public with no panties.
  • Finger my ass.
  • Fuck my ass with a dildo/vibrator.
  • Write a sexy story.
  • Strip naked in a public restroom or changing room and take pictures.

Here are some things that I would do with/for Richard:

  • Cum in my ass.
  • Piss in my ass.
  • Pin me against the wall by my throat.
  • Choke me with your cock.
  • Give you a rim job.
  • Restrain me and tickle me.
  • Wear high heels. How quick can you catch me?
  • Pee on me in the shower.
  • Spank me.
  • Beat me.
  • Flog me.
  • Paddle me.
  • Give you a massage.
  • Take a shower together.
  • Consensual non-consent.
  • Use the Wartenburg Wheel on me.

I’m sure Richard would be happy to pick any of these!


TMI Tuesday along with us: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Determined Dominatrix – Chapter 10

Welcome to Chapter 10 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t read the previous chapters, you might want to start back at Chapter 1. Ready to find out if Mistress gives in to her own desires? Read on to find out!
~Jayden


Chapter 10:

I can’t kiss him. I shouldn’t kiss him. But goodness, it’s so hard not to.

He finishes licking the cum off my neck and pulls back, looking down over my body, seeing if he got it all. “Mistress, would you like me to wash your bra?”

He’s seen me topless before; most of my clients have at parties and such. It’s a common occurrence to swim naked in the summer. But this is different.

I blink a few times, thrown off and feeling out of my element. “Yes,” I say, and my voice is breathy. “You should always clean up your messes, pet.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” he says.

He reaches around me and unhooks my bra more smoothly than I expect. He pulls the bra straps down over my arms and removes the garment.

His breath catches as he sees my nipples, hard with arousal. I can see him reach toward them, but he stops himself at the last second and drops his hands to his sides. “I’ll just go wash this in the sink, Mistress.”

I want to call after him. I want to use my confident Dominatrix voice to tell him that my panties are also dirty and need to be washed. I try to tell myself it’s just because hand-washing lace is a pain in the ass. But I don’t think that’s actually it. I don’t call after him. I bite my tongue. And when he comes back from the bathroom, I have put on a bathrobe. Thin fabric separates my body from his sight, making me feel more secure.

“Mistress, I’ve hung your bra in the bathroom. It’s all clean, Ma’am.”

“Thank you, pet.”

“Of course, Mistress. Thank you. You were right. That was the best orgasm I’ve had in at least a month, probably longer.”

I smile at him. “I’m glad.”

He drops down onto his hands and knees and crawls over to me, his collar still on. “Mistress,” he says.

“Yes, pet?”

He rests his head on my thigh. “I don’t want to leave you.”

I pet him, smoothing his messy hair and gently running my fingers along his shaved face. The little bit of stubble there scrapes against my fingers. I want to know what it would feel like to have it scrape along my inner thighs. “What do you want, pet?” I say, turning it back to him.

“I want to stay here and worship you all night long.”

“How would you worship me, pet?” He knows the rules. He knows that I’ll fuck him with a plastic dildo, but I won’t let him get me off. I won’t let him fuck me. He knows that.

He shrugs. “However you want me to, Mistress.”

“That’s a cop-out, pet.”

He blushes a bit. “I-I don’t even care, Mistress. I just want to be with you.”

“How’s your ass, pet?”

“From the caning or the fucking, Mistress?”

“Both,” I say with a smirk, glad to be on safer ground.

“It hurts, from both.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“Yes, Ma’am. I love it.”

“Would you like some lotion on your ass, pet?”

“Yes, Ma’am. Please,” he adds.

“Get up on top of the cage and present your ass, pet.”

He does as he’s told, and I get the lotion. It’s nice and cool, and I start to smooth it onto his ass. It’s still warm and red from the caning. When I’m all done, I notice that his cock is getting hard again.

“You’re insatiable, pet,” I say, gesturing to his cock.

“I know, Mistress. I can’t help it when I’m with you.”

I smile. It’s flattering. “Thank you, pet.”

He smiles back.

I run my fingers down between his legs, which he spreads for me immediately.

“Mistress,” he groans, “what are you doing?”

“I want to make you cum again.”

“Again?” he echoes immediately.

“Yes, pet. When you leave here, I want you to be so satisfied that you don’t even want to cum on Wednesday.”

“Come see you?” he asks, misunderstanding me.

I chuckle. “No, orgasm. I expect to see you on Wednesday.”

“Mistress, I want to spend every second I can with you. I would see you every day until I leave if I thought you would have the time for me.”

I run my hand along his hair again. “I know you would, pet. I know you would.”


Thanks for reading Chapter 10 of my Dominatrix Series! Come back next week for Chapter 11 and find out just how much time they’re spending together! Also, don’t forget to check out TMI Tuesday and Richard’s Gratitude post on Wednesday!

Go on to Chapter 11!

TMI Tuesday: March 14th, 2023

The author of TMI Tuesday has decided to end her reign, but we have decided to continue on, going back to the archives. We’re going to continue with 2012, even though it’s a day off since that was a leap year. So here we are with an archived set of questions.


This week’s TMI Tuesday idea is brought to you by Mistress Gail who was inspired by the handy little app that allows you to add anything to your Amazon gift list–the universal wish list button.

Let your imaginations run free because we want to know what secret something or someone you’d add to your wishlist.

1. We all know and love a Top 10 list, who or what is number one on your wishlist?

Jayden: A house. This apartment is too small, haha!

Richard: I just want grad school to be over.

2. Tell us 2 naughty things you’d put on your wishlist and 2 more naughty or nice things you’d add to the list.

Jayden: A cage and a thumper are the top of my list. For my other wish list items, I’m waiting to see how things go with our new RV. I’m sure I’ll want things for that!

Richard: A service sub and a violet wand. A pipe organ! Stargate Blu Rays.

3. Your order has been mixed up and instead of your selected gift you receive Fireman Sam (see http://mollysdailykiss.com/2011/12/07/inflation/). What do you do?

Jayden: I’m sure there’s something funny we could do with it.

Richard: The link is broken. What do you use a broken link for? Poorly securing a fence…

4. The miss-delivery is sorted and you get the right order. Because of the mix-up you’ve also received a free gift voucher for one of many new accessories available to enhance your new wishlist item. What do you choose?

Jayden: I would love to get the thumper from above.

Richard: An extra long cord.

5. Your best friend arrives at your back door just as the courier (who is to die for) arrives at the front door with your accessory delivery. What do you do? (choose one)
a) usher your friend away because it’s ALL YOURS! and you can’t wait, let alone share
b) tell your friend to come inside with the intent to have them join in
c) what the heck, two’s company, four’s an orgy! (invite the courier in as well)

Jayden: It depends on the friend, but most of my friends, probably b. I might not use it in front of them, but we’d definitely look at it together!

Richard: I think most of my friends would appreciate an extra long cord and a sci-fi sex toy, B.

Bonus: Do you have a real wish list in the works? If yes, what’s on it?

Jayden: Sort of. The two naughty things above are realistic in the future, just not right at the moment.

Richard: I have an Amazon wish list. It’s mostly knives, sporks, and watches.


TMI Tuesday along with us: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!