Plate Lifting Challenge
You may have seen this one in certain bondage porn videos. I kneel on the floor and I’m given two plates to hold above head. My arms must stay at ninety degree angles and I can never lower or drop the plates. The amount of weight on each plate depends on the severity of the infraction. This sounds simple and for the first few minutes it is, but after a while my muscles begin to burn, my arms shake and I’m struggling and pushing myself to keep going. If nothing else it’s also a great workout.
Staying Put
I get this one all the time. It’s kind of like making a kid face a wall in a time out. Whether I’m standing facing the wall or kneeling in place, the idea is that I can’t move. If I’m lucky I get to kneel on a rug, if I’ve been particularly naughty, he might spread a little uncooked rice out on the wooden floor and tell me to kneel on it. Ouch!
Body Writing
Just as whipping a pain slut is an exercise in futility, so too is degrading a humiliation slut. Nevertheless, for some odd reason my lovely boyfriend and Master still seems to think that writing degrading things on my body to remind me not to break certain rules is somehow going to be a punishment. If anything, knowing that this might be the form of discipline that is chosen for me is going to make me go out of my way to break rules.
This isn’t exactly a secret either, he knows how wet I get when I have body writing on me and yet he still seems to be operating under the misconception that me walking around with “I’m a silly cunt who will always kneel at my Master’s feet” written under my boobs is somehow going to make me want to change my behavior. The problem of course is the unpredictability of it all. Since I don’t know that this is the punishment I’ll end up with and I don’t want to take a chance on getting stuck with one of the others, I have to make an effort to behave myself.
In Conclusion
There’s a few other points I want to bring up. First, no animals were harmed in the execution of these penalties. As I said before, safe, sane and consensual rules the day. If in the course of any punishment my health or well being might be compromised, it’s stopped immediately. Life isn’t one of my bdsm fantasy stories; there are real consequences for ignoring health and safety needs and all of this including the discipline is meant to be enjoyable for all parties.
Second, I’m a praise whore. I love praise. It might be one of the reasons I post up my stories and art and why I love hearing from you guys when you really enjoy something I’ve created. So if my work has an impact on you, let me know, you’ll be doing us both a favor.
I love hearing that I’m a good girl and I get incredibly aroused knowing that my Master is proud of me. That’s really what drives me. My desire to be praised far outweighs any fear of punishment I may have. The only fear I have frankly is that I might disappoint him.
Next, this isn’t meant to be a complete list of the myriad number of ways an unruly slave can be punished. I have encountered a lots of other fun forms of correction and discipline including orgasm control, walking around with cum on me and being forced to listen to the insidious song “Barbie Girl” by Aqua a hundred times in a row.
One final note; I don’t exist with a huge list of stipulations at all times. This is something we do when we’re actively engaged in bdsm play or at least we’re in play adjacent territory. In our daily lives we’re actually pretty normal…well except for the anal plug that’s currently stretching my rectum and the degrading writing on the bottoms of my feet at the moment, but otherwise…perfectly normal!