Not A Good Day.

Today was not a good day for me. At. All. I won't give you the details except to say that: Why can't every man understand that he belongs under my heel?

I was happy to come here and remember that I have all of you who know your place. All of you take your punishments and thank me properly, thats the way it should always be, isnt it?

You'll happily let me take my frustration out on you, won't you darlings? Tell me how much you enjoy taking my punishments and returning with "Thank you ma'm, may I have another?"

Some of you have been slacking on commenting here and even forgetting certain rules at times. I feel like I must crack the whip more harshly for all of you to remember how lucky you are to have me. So brace yourselves my darlings.

I want a marathon of edging as long as you can and slapping your asses with those rulers. I want you all to get those painful clothespins, at least ten. The wooden ones. When you clip them on I want big amounts of skin in there so that they can really hang on. There will be one on each nipple, one on each inner thigh, one just below each arm pit. Then you can choose where to put the last four. Be creative and make sure its somewhere that will please me. Leave those pins on for at least six minutes and then slowly take each one off and thank me outloud when you do.

This is just the beginning until I feel like all of you have learned your place again.

-Mistress B