Journal of Submission

Aug 6th 2001  On the way into the city i stopped at the dungeon to pick up my maids uniform for washing.

Having a very small amount of free time, i stopped at Purple Passion to replace the butt plug harness that had disappeared. i had forgotten that Mistress Emily worked there. She was very kind in helping me to pick one that Mistress Tara would like. Mistress Tara had instructed me to replace it while in California. 

The one Mistress Emily helped me get has a black leather belt that goes around the waist and a black leather strap that goes between the legs. The strap that goes between the legs has a rubber ring that the genitals go through. It has three belt buckles each of them locking.

Mistress Emily told me that Mistress Tara would like the locking belt buckles.

The butt plug is about 4 inches long, about one inch wide at the widest and black. It looks really intimidating.

i will need to get Mistress Tara's permission to begin using it as before.

Later on, while i was washing my uniform at a public Laundromat, i got lots of looks like what's up with this. The looks i got where both from men and women. 

Aug 7th 2001  Tuesday morning, my lower abdomen hurts from the tight corseting of last night. It hurts just above my pelvis.

i woke up last night with horrible heartburn, i'm sure it was from having my stomach constricted my the corset. Corsets move everything around and constrict anything that can be constricted. i need to pay more attention to what i eat so i don't get this. i'm going to be very careful to eat correctly so that i can look my best when i'm dressed.

With the fact that my past mistakes are under review, i feel really scared about going into the dungeon tonight. i know this is going to really hurt and probably confuse me.

During the course of the evening, i did general work around the dungeon. i hung a mirror in Mistress Tara's office, painted the CBT chair with a second coat of gold paint and hung a white board for Dawn.

At the end of my work for the evening, Mistress Cheryl was to practice her flogging and bondage on me. With the help of Mistress Ashley, Mistress Cheryl honed her flogging technique.  After a while, after Mistress Cheryl and Mistress Ashley had me pretty warmed up and my breathing was really working. i was feeling the pain but not reacting to it. It felt great. 

Standing, Mistress Ashley and Mistress Cheryl then bound my genitals, doing the English ball separation. It was tight and carefully done. i was allowed to look down and see the expert work done by the Mistresses. my balls were blue and the skin was pulled tight.  The head of my penis was huge and also blue. The pressure on my balls felt great.

Mistress Cheryl and Mistress Ashley then focused on my nipples. They put clothespins on each nipple. Initially one clothespin went on each nipple, then two.

They decided to play with the clothespins. Each Mistress flicked the clothespins with Her fingers. The pain of the clothespins along with the tightness of the rope on genitals and the recent beating feeling really excited. The clothespins burned as the Mistresses tortured me be moving them around and adding more. 

While removing the clothespins, Mistress Ashley reviewed the code words Red, Yellow and Green.

Mistress Ashley applied one very heavy industrial clamp to my right nipple and i said RED!  The pain was way over the top and Mistress Ashley quickly removed the clamp.

Mistress Ashley said, "Good boy, you would really be punished if you didn't use the code words."

i was told to bend over while i was still standing, Mistress Cheryl, with a new burst of energy began to wail on me with the flogger again. As Mistress Ashley twisted and pulled on my nipples the pain ricocheted through my body. 

my breathing was working, as i was able to step out of myself and watch me getting beaten. 

Aug 8th 2001  Took my secretarial outfit, (a white silk long sleeve blouse and black knee length lined rayon skirt) to the dry cleaners. Got a look from the guy behind the counter, like hmmm, larger size, no wedding ring

While writing my next story for Mistress Tara, my nipples ache from last nights workout.

Aug 9th 2001   Total body cleansing day. Two Fleet enemas as soon as i get up, the best shower i have ever taken and all the water i can stand during the course of the day. i feel really clean in spite of this horrible heat.

At lunchtime, two more Fleet enemas and more water. i remove my clothes and kneel down for the enemas. Inserting the white plastic tube in my rectum, its cool and lubricated, i roll it as it goes in. i push carefully so as not to scratch my rectum. With it completely inserted, i begin to squeeze and feel the cool glycerin enter my body. Holding it as long as i could, i make my way to the toilet. The results are good. Repeat. Feel really clean.

Called in for instruction or to get supplies for the evening.

After many bottles of water, i'm going to the restroom about very 20 minutes.

After work, i picked up my secretarial outfit at the dry cleaners. Next i give myself two more Fleet enemas and take another shower. i dress and head off to the dungeon for an evening of work.

Going to the men's room the change into my maids uniform, i remove all of my street clothes. 

First my collar goes on.

Then i put on my garter belt so that it goes under my corset, i make sure that its straight, just incase there is an inspection. Next i sit to put on new stocking, taking the first one, i gather it up between my fingers, (just the way I've seen Betty Page do it in old photos) carefully fit the toe and heel and gently pull each one up and over my leg. i attach the front and back garter so that they are straight and repeat for the other leg.

Next i put on my bra by pulling in around my back, attaching the back hooks and straightening it so its centered and putting my arms through the straps. i insert the breast forms. The breast forms i use are from Victoria's Secret; they feel like silicone and are cool to the touch on my chest.

Now its on to the corset. my corset is a white long corset from Vollers in England. The waist size is 26 inch and its really tight. i loosen it all the way and begin to hook the front busk. The laces are at the loosest point and its still pretty tight. i take a deep breath in and begin to tighten it down. i pull the laces on the bottom side, then the top, then the top again so that its nice and tight. It pulls my waist in severely, snugging up tightly against my hips, pelvis and the base of my spine. My waist is bound tightly. The top of the corset runs tightly against the bottom of my rib cage giving a true hourglass figure. 

With my corset tight, my breathing and my movements are restricted. My breathing is restricted in that i really cant take a full deep breath. All of my breathing has to be in the top of my lungs, with that i really can't move around as quickly as i do in street clothes. My movement is restricted in that the corset holds my hips and the tops of my thighbones very tightly. Over all its hard to move fast.

i sit again to put on my ruffled panties. i put each foot in carefully and pull the panties up and tight against my ass.

i put my ruffled panties on over the corset so my ass is available to Mistress Tara for any reason. The reason that i know of are inspection, a beating or just fun for Her.

With most of my undergarments in place, i unzip my uniform and step into it. i put each arm through the armholes, make sure the sleeves are correct and begin to zip up. i fiddle with the uniform to make sure everything looks right before the last parts go in place.

With the uniform looking correct, i step into my petticoat and pull it up so that it just peeks out from under my uniform.

i put my apron by holding each of the ties and tying the knot in front of me. That way i can turn it around and adjust it so its correct.

i fix my hair so that its as feminine as possible.

Lastly, my high heel shoes. My high heels are black three-inch pumps from Purple passion. They are pretty standard but sexy. Mistress Tara told me at one point that i need to go higher, four or five inch heels.

i feel really feminine and really submissive and ready for work.

There was lots of work for planned for the evening. i straightened Mistress Tara's office, did Mistress Tara's laundry, changed light bulbs, tested the hot tub for slow filling, put the mats down in the wrestling room and did a supply check for all the rooms.

By midway through the evening, my corset was really digging in. It was digging into my hips really deeply. My left leg was going numb from the tightness. i had to keep going, lots of work to do.

Toward the end of the evening, i was told to run an errand. i was to go to a photo developing shop 6 blocks away and had 12 minutes to get there.

i took off my uniform along with my bra and breast forms and got into street clothes. i went as fast as i could to get there. i was their last customer for the day.

i was running around the streets of New York with a garter belt, stockings, corset and ruffled panties under my street clothes and it was 100 degrees out side. The city was busy with people out and about, i felt a little exposed in that had to be more aware of my surroundings than usual.

Returning from my errand, i removed my undergarments. Looking in the mirror, i saw my figure significantly improved over the purely male version. i also saw deep marks left by the heavy corset boning. The marks were particularly deep where my thighbone meets my pelvis.

Aug 10th 2001  i'm a little tired at work from all the effort in the dungeon, but generally feel really good. My hipbones are really sore from the corset but my legs are pretty good. 

i will try again to get in touch with Mistress Tara concerning the butt plug harness.

i really do enjoy doing the maids work for Mistress Tara. Its very satisfying to me for some reason. i'm beginning to really understand how service to Mistress Tara is its own reward ? one of Mistress Tara's key phrases.

Aug 12th 2001  Thinking back to some femininity training that Mistress Tara had started a while back, i wondered if there was anything interesting on the web that could enhance this for me.  There was lots to read.  I found lots of stuff on gender issues, sex reassignment surgery (yikes), hormones and which restroom to use when you are out and dressed up.  

One of the things i found was a set of tips on feminine mannerisms.  It covered hand gestures, sitting, walking and attitude.  The hand gestures, sitting and walking were all interesting and useful.  i will be studying them and try to put them into practice shortly.

Even more interesting was the part on attitude.  Paraphrasing, it read:

You have to appear self-confident.  You have to love what you are doing and be excited that you are doing it.  You have to be in girl-mode ­ if you are worried about getting read then that means you are a guy in drag and people will see you that way.  You have to condition your self so that you feel that this something you do every day and this time is no big deal. 

In reference to the comments that Mistress Tara made in California about me being less submissive when dressed, this may help.  Lots of times i feel like its such a special occasion that i get to dress as a woman that i'm really super excited about it and can't relax and do really good work for Mistress Tara.  

Many times i am trembling while i'm putting on my uniform and sometimes my heart is pounding so hard i can't believe it.  When i used to wear a butt plug with my uniform, it felt like i was having sex the entire time.  Its no wonder i can't concentrate.  The statements about self-confidence and being excited need to be taken in a humble way.  

The real point is that i need to make it no big deal, just a normal part of me.

Aug 13th 2001  i needed to wash out my Victoria's Secret panties to wear to the dungeon tomorrow.  Rereading the tips that i found, i went into girl-mode.  Trying to be poised and calm i did my best to walk like a lady.  Remembering Mistress Tara's instruction, i walked from my hips, trying to make it feel relaxed and natural. 

i try to imagine what its like for a lady in domestic service.  She would be required to look proper, carry out all of her domestic chores and be very reserved.  

Washing my panties in the bathroom sink, i carefully scrub them clean, wring them out and hang them to dry.  i pick up and go back to the computer to work on my current story assignment.

Before i sit, i carefully backup to the chair until my legs touch and sit down brushing the backs of my legs so that a skirt would be brushed forward.  i cross me legs at my ankle and tuck them behind me.

Carefully crafting my story, i try to stay in girl-mode.   

It's getting late and its now time for bed.  Still in girl-mode i remove my clothes and put on my corset for sleeping.  Standing in front of the mirror, i hook the front busk. Straightening the corset, i make sure that its is lined up correctly with my body.  i pull it down a bit so that the top edge is under my rib cage.  

With the corset correctly positioned, i begin to tighten slightly.  i tighten just enough to get my attention and loose enough for sleeping.   Not too tight, it will keep me up.

i wash my face and brush my teeth and its off to bed.

Aug 14th 2001  i arrive at the dungeon in clean work clothes with my clean white Victoria's Secret panties underneath.  

No time for girl mode today lots of work to do in the dungeon.  Tonight i installed the suspension in the medical room.  i thought about this project very carefully and it seems to have come together nicely.  i had to really think out how to support the whole system since Mistress Tara didn't want me to open up any walls.

The new suspension looks pretty intimidating.  It consists of a suspension hoist attached to the wall on the side of the hot tub.  It is mounted on some very heavy-duty industrial brackets; the cable goes up to the ceiling and over the tub.  It looks pretty nasty, like this is probably going to hurt in a medical way.  It blends in with the medical nature of the room.

Looking at the hoist before i installed it on the brackets, it read Maximum weight capacity 1400 lbs., Not For Human Use.   

Cranking the hoist while installing the cable, the hoist made the most incredibly sinister clicking sound that echoed through the medical room.  Each click was distinct and loud.

With my project complete, Mistress Tara inspects with a critical eye.  Mistress Tara's only remark was - Cool

As i was cleaning up from a long nights work, Mistress Tara said in an approving way, we will have to test it on you as soon as we get a spreader bar for it.  Yes Mistress Tara, my reply.

As i was leaving, Mistress Tara invited me on another trip to LA.

Back at home, i'm a little tired, but very happy with my work and Mistress Tara's reaction to it.  i get into my corset, wash up and off to bed. 

Aug 15th 2001  Eating dinner at a local restaurant, i think through girl-mode more.  i watch women and men as they eat and take note of their gestures.  i become very careful about how I eat.  i practice stepping in and out of girl-mode.  i'm trying to be conscious of what mode I'm in so I don't surprise anyone.

Aug 16th 2001  Total body cleansing day.  As i get out of bed and get ready for my morning enema, I think about girl-mode and try and enter it for the enema.  i'm sleepy but sit for a few minutes get into the mode.

With my corset still on i kneel down on the floor and insert the tip of the fleet enema.  It feels cool and lubricated.  i carefully push the bottle so that the tip is completely inserted as deep as it will go.  i squeeze the enema bottle and feel the slippery glycerin solution enter my anus.  It's reassuring and feels very natural to be getting my Thursday morning enema.

i feel the liquid push up into my colon.  i hold it as long as possible and release it.  i repeat the process and feel very clean.  i shower carefully and get ready for my day.

At lunchtime i give myself another round of enemas and begin my usual water drinking ritual.  i drink as much as i can stand, heading to the restroom about every 20 minutes.

In the mid afternoon i find myself sitting at my desk like a lady with a straight back and my legs crossed at the ankle and tucked under the chair.  i hope no one noticed. 

After work, i complete my enemas for the day, shower again and go out for dinner.

i feel super clean!

During dinner, i go over the girl-mode in my mind.  i wish i had read that stuff years ago.  

Aug 17th 2001  Clear headed, i go to work and have a very productive day.  

Picking up my voice mail messages after work, there is one from Mistress Tara, instructing me to examine my schedule for the next couple of weeks.  She will need me to clear a couple of days so that i can serve her friend and his submissive girl friend, i will be serving both of them.

This is the being loaned out that that Mistress Tara had spoken of after my first reminder.  i'm feeling scared but excited about this.  While i never know what is coming at me in Mistress Tara's world, this is completely new.  Inside the dungeon, it is known world where all my actions are observed. This will be a completely new environment. 

Aug 20^th 2001             To meet one of the requirements of my slavery, i have to wear clean panties for each evening of work in the dungeon.  The panties are suppose to be basic white cotton panties, nothing too sexy.  My sister called them ‘high tops’.

Tomorrow is just one of those evenings. 

To meet this requirement, i had to clean my panties carefully.  i could have simply bought a number of pair of panties, but they would have to be washed any way.

i wash them carefully in the sink and examine the critical parts so they don’t appear dirty in any way.

About 45 minutes before bed, i put on my corset for sleeping.  Loosening the laces, i move the corset around me and fasten the busk.  As i fasten the busk i catch some skin in between the third and forth hook.  It hurts.  Backing off, i refasten the busk all the way up, no caught skin this time.  i look for the laces around the back.  Finding them, i begin to tighten.  i tighten slowly so that the top gets more attention than the bottom.  The top is generally looser than the bottom.  If i go too much at the bottom, my left leg falls asleep.

Relaxing and watching TV my corset is fine for sleeping, no adjustments needed – off to bed.

Aug 21^st 2001              i wake up in my corset refreshed and ready for another day.   Rolling over in bed i feel the tight lines of my corset sculpting my body, i feel feminine and submissive.

Feeling really sexual, i remove my corset so that i don’t stain it in any way and see the beautiful corset lines.  i gently caress my nipples and waist.  i feel that my organs have been repositioned so that my figure is that of a woman.  i feel the lack of hair on my back and long to be completely hairless.

i gently touch my penis and it quickly grows hard and red.  i gently touch the hair on my genitals and my penis grows harder.

Reaching, i take the hand cream that i keep by the bed and put some on my genitals and left hand.  i rub it into my genitals with my right hand, covering from my penis to my anus.

Inserting the middle finger of my left hand into my anus i get really excited.  My penis grows harder and throbs.  Two fingers and now three fingers are inside me as i push my anus out it relaxes even more.  Lying on my side, i rub my penis with my right hand.  The sack for my genitals tightens and my breathing gets short and sharp.  Four fingers inside.

i tremble and quiver as my anus comes to orgasm.  i shake from head to toe, as i feel nothing but my orgasm.

As the shaking stops, i become still, cover with cream of all sorts and ready to get started with my day.

Mistress Tara tells me that i am one of the lucky ones who can have anal orgasms.  i am indeed lucky.

After work, as i get ready to go to the dungeon for another evenings work, i go through my normal checklist of things to i must do.  That list includes showering, making sure i’m really clean, remembering to take special stuff etc.

Tonight my task is to be used as a test dummy by Mistress Anna in testing all of the equipment for the party.

Since there will be lots of work for me, i was allowed to meditate prior to the testing.  i sit on the floor in the medical room and get centered for my task.

The first test is of the new suspension in the medical room.  Still on the floor Mistress Anna fixes wrist and ankle cuffs to each of my arms and legs.  Getting into the whirlpool tub and put my arms and legs into the air so that Mistress Anna can attach theme to the spreader bar.

i’m not very stretched out so getting my arms and legs together in the same spot are really hard.  i feel the divider in the tub dig in to my back.

As Mistress Anna gets all of my limbs secured, i relax as best i can.

With everything secure, Mistress Anna begins to crank the winch.  The winch makes the most sinister clicking sound as my limbs are pulled and stretched.

i feel all of my weight being pulled upward by the winch.  The cable groans and twists as all of my weight is moved from the tub to the winch.  i’m now hanging freely in the air about two inches above the tub floor as i breathe carefully.

Mistress Anna declares cheerfully ‘It works’ and lets me down.

Removing the suspension cuffs from my ankles and wrists i see the marks left from them and wish that they would stay there.

The ankle marks are deep and red and beautiful.

Mistress Anna instructs me to get dressed for domestic service (my maids uniform) so that i can clean as the testing progresses.

Going to the men’s room the change into my maids uniform, its pretty much the same ritual as before.  It just has to be right for any inspection.

 i remove all of my street clothes. 

First my ever-present collar goes on.

Next go on my garter belt and stockings.  Making sure the toe is fitted correctly, i carefully pull the right stocking up over my leg, making sure the seam is straight.  i hook the front garter and then the back.  i repeat for the left leg and check the mirror for straight seams.

Pulling my around my back, i attach the back hooks and straightening it so its centered and putting my arms through the straps.  i insert the breast forms.  The breast forms i use are from Victoria’s Secret; they feel like silicone and are cool to the touch on my chest.  Mistress Cassandra calls them ‘Chicken Cutlets’.

Now it’s on to the corset.  my corset is a white long corset from Vollers in England.  The waist size is 26 inch and it’s really tight.  i loosen it all the way and begin to hook the front busk.  The laces are at the loosest point and it’s still pretty tight.  i take a deep breath in and begin to tighten it down.  i pull the laces on the bottom side, then the top, then the top again so that its nice and tight.  It pulls my waist in severely, snugging up tightly against my hips, pelvis and the base of my spine.  My waist is bound tightly.  The top of the corset runs tightly against the bottom of my rib cage giving a true hourglass figure.

i need to be careful when lacing the bottom part, too tight and my legs fall asleep – Not Good.

my corset tight, my breathing and my movements are restricted.  All of my breathing has to be in the top of my lungs.  Flexing my diaphragm causes a problem.

i sit again to put on my ruffled panties.  i put each foot in carefully and pull the panties up and tight against my ass.  i put my ruffled panties on over the corset so my ass is available to Mistress Tara for any reason.  The reason that i know of are inspection, a beating or just fun for Her.

With most of my undergarments in place, i unzip my uniform and step into it.  i put each arm through the armholes, make sure the sleeves are correct and begin to zip up.  i adjust my  uniform to make sure everything looks right before the last parts go in place.  With my uniform looking right i step into my petticoat and pull it up so that it shows just slightly under my skirt.  i put my apron by holding each of the ties and tying the knot in front of me.  That way i can turn it around and adjust it so its correct.

Lastly, my high heel shoes.  my high heels are black three-inch pumps from Purple passion.  They are pretty standard but sexy.  Mistress Tara told me at one point that i need to go higher, four or five inch heels.

i feel really feminine and really submissive and ready for work.

In full uniform and ready for any inspection, i think, i follow Mistress Anna in to the big dungeon and clean the Catharine’s Wheel.  The wheel is about six feet across and attached to the wall on the stage.  A slave can be attached to it and it pivots in the center.  i built it!

With the wheel clean, i step on and am bound to it by leather straps at the wrist and fore arm, at the ankle and above the knee.  There is also a strap that goes around my waist.

Strapped in tightly, Mistress Anna goes through all the motions, She turns it half way to the left and then half way to the right.  Then farther to the left and farther to the right. Then over and over.  Really fun!

Next its on the to the suspension on the stage in the big dungeon.  Mistress Anna reattaches the cuffs to my wrist and secures them tightly.  Each wrist cuff is then attached to the spreader bar and i was hoisted off my feet.  The cuffs dug into my wrists and my shoulders extended.  i went into my breathing as i’m suppose to as Mistress Anna let me down.

Now it was on to the silver stretching rack.  The rack is about 10 feet long, 3 feet wide and about 8 feet high.  It has a black padded bed with a spreader bar at one end and a winch at the other.

Lying down on the bed of the stretching wrack, i stretch my arms above my head as Mistress Anna attaches the cuffs to the spreader bar.  Next Mistress Anna fixes the ankle cuffs to my ankles and attaches each to ankle to a side of the bench with a clamp.

As Mistress Anna turns the wheel for the winch, the hear the chain clank and feel the pull on my arms and legs.  It pulls tight.  i breathe and feel the chains tighten.  Mistress Anna declares – “This one works” as she lets me loose.

i remove my uniform to test the water wheel.

Climbing under the water wheel, i hold my self in position as Mistress Anna struggles to get me attached to the wheel.  After a while my wrists and feet are secured as well as straps around my abdomen.  i am facing the floor as Mistress Anna works the wheel back and forth.  “This one needs more work”, declares.  It needs some kind of mechanism to turn it.  It is just too heavy for one person to turn.

Now that the testing is finished, i remove my corset and see deep lines from the boning.  They are red outlines of each of the bones in my corset.  Each one is well defined and beautiful.

Aug 22^nd 2001            Its Wednesday night and while i don’t have to go to the dungeon and work, i do have responsibilities.  i have until the end of the month to finish the current story and i’m a bit behind.

Prior to work in the story, i go to the local CVS to purchase my six fleet enemas for tomorrow.  Tomorrow is my normal total body-cleansing day.

After my purchase at CVS, i phone Mistress Tara, asking permission to purchase a jacket to go with my secretarial outfit.  The jacket that Mistress Tara gives me permission to purchase is from Ann Taylor.  It is fitted to the waist and black.  It will look great with my skirt and a white silk blouse.

Back at home, i put on some music (Sketches of Spain by Miles Davis), i remove my clothes, put on panties and my corset and psych myself into girl mode and continue work on my story.  Progress is good.

Aug 23^rd 2001             Waking at the normal time, i roll over to shut off the alarm and find myself still bound in my white corset.  There are some nights where i barely notice that its there, last night was one of them. 

Beginning to wake up, i find my morning enema supply and begin my day of cleansing.

Still in my corset, i remove my underwear and kneel down on the floor with box of two fleet enemas in front of me.

i remove the orange tip cover from the first container and bend over.  i’m supporting myself with my left hand while holding the enema in my right.  i begin to insert the white tip into my ass.   Feeling the cool lubricated plastic enter my ass, i begin to really wake up.

i squeeze the container and feel the cool glycerin solution enter me.  i feel the solution snake up into my compressed lower intestine.  It is tight and i feel it go deeply inside me.

Holding the solution as long as i could, i run to the restroom and release the results.  i repeat for a clean result. 

Getting ready to take my morning shower, i remove my corset slowly.  The corset has been on for a while and i cant do it too fast.  With the corset off, i examine my body in mirror.  My body has the most beautiful corset lines.  They are red streaks that run down my abdomen from the base of my rib cage to my pelvis.  They don’t hurt a bit, in fact the feel wonderful.  i feel me internal organs shift around a bit as the pressure dissipates.

After an evenings work around the dungeon, i am given play time with Mistress Charlize and Mistress Emily.  Mistress Emily instructs Mistress Charlize in the finer points of flogging.

After a good warm up, Mistress Charlize gave me a beating to remember.  She hit me all over with the flogger, on the ass, on the legs, on the back.  She then focused her attention on my ass, i think she hit me 70+ times. 

i’m again starting to get hard during beatings.  This time i got really hard.

Aug 27^th 2001             After going out for dinner, i settle in to finish my story.  As i write, i find myself in total girl mode.  My legs crossed at the ankle and tucked underneath the chair, my back straight and using appropriate hand gestures as work out each passage.

After the story is finished, i lace up my corset for a little TV and a good nights sleep

Aug 28^th 2001             It’s a quite night in the dungeon and i am told to run an errand for the Mistress’s assistant.  The errand is to go to her home and pick something up.  While there, i share surgery stories with her friend and we compare scars. 

Her friend shows me the most recent scar and desperately wants to my appendix scar.

Opening up my jeans and pulling up my shirt shows two things:

1)      my appendix scar

2)      my Victoria’s Secret panties!

i could see the surprise that my panties brought.  Realizing that i’ve just shown my panties, i cover up and quickly exit.  i felt really embarrassed and exposed.  Heading back to the dungeon, i realize just how funny the whole thing was.

Toward the end of the night there was playtime with Mistress Akasha.   She practices her flogging technique and asks me lots of questions about session scenarios.

During play, Mistress Akasha realized that She has lots of power at Her command.  She beat me hard on the ass with the flogger then whisked hair against my sensitive skin making me quiver. 

Aug 29th 2001            With Mistress Tara’s permission, i go to Ann Taylor in Westchester to purchase the jacket that will make my secretarial outfit into a suit.  It is a four button short jacket made of triacetate fabric.  It buttons up to a notch collar.  It is lined, shaped and falls to the hip.

It will look great with my black skirt, white blouse and black heels.

Perhaps Mistress Tara will allow me to begin experimenting with make up. 

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