TGIF Let’s prepare for the weekend

My message received My instructions followed

You heard His instruction, hands on the floor and ensure your buttocks are high

Are you ready to serve? Good girl

Licks off the wooden spoon

Preparation

“Good evening, Sir” Her smile, a thousand unspoken words for My evening ahead

Now you’ve told Me what you want, I’m going to give you what you need. It might take sometime but you will learn to accept

I wasn’t asking

I have My ways You will learn, My ways I will teach you I will correct you You will learn My ways

You have My instruction, you will masturbate in My presence, when you reach the edge of orgasm you will make eye contact You won’t verbally request release, your eyes will do your pleading Do not lose eye contact once you make it Understood? Lie back and begin

Friday evening sucks A fine way to start the weekend

Summoned for SindayService She’s concerned, she’s not finished her preparation

Shall we see if your attitude is suitably adjusted? Or do we think it needs further adjustment?

Sinday lunch, for two

She waits as instructed. Unobserved, but compliment to My wishes. Her imagination, her only company. Her own thoughts tormenting her, increasing her anticipation Unrestrained, her arm begin to ache, yet she hold position as instructed She waits

She is strong She doesn’t surrender, she submits She is not defeated, she chooses to offer She isn’t taken, she gives herself She is Mine

and ask nicely, you might be permitted to orgasm…