When Master paddled me for the first part of this punishment, spring clothespins were clipped to my labia, my clit and my nipples....can we say red hot pain??! and a picture was taken (not for sharing) that has found it's way to the desktop of my laptop so every time I sign on it is the first thing I see and I have received it as text picture on my cell phone twice. To remind me, in Master's words, of my "piss poor judgement".
Does he not know how anguished I am about this whole episode? How achingly disappointed and angry I am with myself? That I am frustrated beyond words about this? That if I could turn back the hands of time, I would not have ordered one blessed thing or if I had sent it back before time was up?
I know he knows I have been searching for a part-time job to try to get to a position to alleviate this situation. I would sell my organs or blood if I could.
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