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When I was caught in a lie.... Blog starts in comments... ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~ |
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Years ago I was sent for 3 weeks to Olathe, Kansas for company training.. The company paid for us to fly or drive. Because I flew I had no access to a vehicle. My Dom was not comfortable or happy about me going away, work or not... Add to the fact I worked in a male dominated profession and I was the only female in class.. We talked several times every day usually in the afternoons and before I went to bed. I was in class all day and had actual homework at night. It was not anything like a party. My classmates went out at night and on the weekends. They invited me several times but I would decline. Until I decided to go to dinner with them. We ended up at a bar/restaurant about 15 minutes away from the hotel. In my mind I didn't feel like I had done anything wrong. But I didn't text or call my Dom about it.. Strike 1... Then he called while I was playing a game of pool and sipping a cocktail.. Strike 2... Then I lied about where I was.. Strike 3.. Your out! Of course he figured out where I was by the noises and my finally just admitting it... Within a couple days I flew back home dreading the punishment that was coming my way. He picked me up from the airport and took me home, barely speaking to me. Once at my apt, he told me to strip. He raised my hands above me head and attached them and my legs to the bedroom door with my back to him.. The first lash of the whip was like hot fire on my ass. Of course I tried to shift my ass to defer the blows. But that didn't help or change anything. There was nothing erotic about this whipping. Many times he lashed my ass.. I lost count. When he did let me down I was a sobbing, sniveling mess! I have never forgotten that punishment. And it was preventable. Just be telling the truth. Of course, he would not have let me go out if I asked.. But.. That's one of the prices you pay when you are dominated... ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~
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If it had been me, there would have been a discussion about the situation. No cold shoulder and not punishment doled out without the discussion first. And, to begin with, there would have been a level of trust that would have allowed you to go out to begin with. But that is just my style. "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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3/1/2021 5:45 am |
There is one simple rule about this lifestyle, R/L comes first. R/L pays for the enjoyment we have here. Your childish dom likes the benefits but is not prepared to put in the requisite effort.
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Interesting story. Yes, every Dominant is different. Thanks for sharing your experiences.
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He would not have let me go out if I asked.. In my book, that's way too tight of a grip on one's submissive. What's the harm? I smell insecurity masquerading as Dominance. Where is the trust? If you accepted and blossomed under this sort of submission & control, that was your choice. We're all different. Yeah, we are. I would have told you to enjoy yourself and call me when you got back to the hotel so I knew you were safe. Make Women Female Again
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The truth can be hard and and cruel but always the best approach.
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pac I agree with others - on a trip like that, you should be allowed to join the others for a meal! I also agree that lieing deserves punishment... A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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I am no experienced Dom like some of the others who have commented. But I agree with Plzrmeister, I would want to tell you to go & have a good time, just let me know you are alright. Mutual trust is surely important whether in sub/Dom or vinilla relationship.
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