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Subject: House Rules
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The day was hot. I drive home with the sun blinding me. I was in no
hurry to get home as we had a relaxing weekend planned. We were going
to go to the beach and go fishing on His boat. I don't really fish,
but I was looking forward to spending some quality time with Him.
Daydreaming about tranquil waters and the gentle rhythmic rocking of
the boat...it all started to make me have to go to the bathroom. I
pulled in the driveway and swiftly walked into the house stepping into
a muddy puddle on the way in. I had to go pretty bad, so didn't
bother taking my shoes off. As I relieved myself, I heard Him come in
the front door. An affectionate smile involuntarily spread across my
lips. I loved Him so much. The simple thought of Him could drop me to
my knees.
"Hi Darling", I called out to Him. No answer. I called out again.
Nothing.
I released the door handle and peered out into the living room, He must
have heard me since He was sitting on the couch. I looked at Him and
smiled, "How was your day?" He said nothing; just looked at the
muddy trail I left with my shoes in repugnance. I looked down and
hastily walked to the kitchen to get a towel to clean it up. I
returned with cleaning agents and towels and fell to my knees to
cleanse the area. I was absorbed in my activity and didn't notice
that He was soon standing over me. I looked up adoringly at Him. He
lowered His head and gave me an exasperated look. "Jamie, why
don't you think before you act?" He asked calmly.
"I don't know. I was in a hurry I guess. I'm sorry"
"You are always sorry. I'm tired of it. I think it's time we
set some rules and guidelines that will keep this house and it's
members in order."
I was a little puzzled, but I trusted Him. I did have a bad habit of
procrastinating and not thinking before I did things. "Okay, sure,
what did you have in mind?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I think you're going to love the idea
of it, but when the consequences of your actions come to fruition, you
are not going to be smiling up at me. Crying, yes. Smiling, no."
I looked at Him with out saying anything. We had joked about stuff
like this before, and I always fantasized about Him really being my
master. I wasn't quite sure what He meant by this though. "Go
on.", I prompted Him.
"I have written up a list of rules. This list will be posted on the
refrigerator so you won't lose it and it will be an easy place for
you to read them. Commit them to memory. Follow them exactly and you
will have no complaints from me. I will be your loving and form master
- the way we have played up until now. But if, no - when you break
these rules, darling you will wish you had been more careful."
"Ok, go on." I said with a quiet respectful sigh. I knew He was
right. I had no self control. I had no patience. I had no self
discipline. I already relied on Him to wake me up, remember things for
me, and even manage my money because I had things so screwed up in the
financial department. I felt controlled in a good way, but I felt out
of control at the same time due to my lack of self control. I was
willing to consider and try anything at this point.
"What I want from you is your submission to my rules and punishments
before you know what they are so I know I have complete surrender from
you. A simple yes or no will do."
"Yes." I said with my head bowed in shame.
"Good, I'm glad. I like to have things in order with lists and
goals. I like to achieve my goals. Not just dream about them my dear,
and if we are going to work out, I need you to learn how to do the same
thing. This is the list of rules, some of them may seem pointless. I
can assure you they are not. They all have the very definite purpose
of teaching you valuable character traits that are highly essential to
being a productive member of this household and society. Take it and
read them. On the back are the punishments. Read it carefully and
hang it on the refrigerator when you are done. Then come back to me
and kneel right here where you are."
He handed me a typed piece of paper. How interesting that it was
typed. He must have been planning to confront me with this even before
I walked in with my muddy shoes. I looked down at the paper and at my
future.
1. You will wake up at the same time every day unless I give you prior
permission to sleep late. Wake up is at 5:00 am. You may wake up
earlier.
2. You will stay current with the laundry. Current is defined as no
laundry waiting to be folded in the bedroom, nothing left more than a
half hour in the washer and nothing left in the dryer - ever.
3. Dishes will be washed after dinner every night and no dishes are to
be left in the dishwasher.
4. You will sleep naked always. No socks. No bra. No panties. Ever.
Don't ask.
5. Every night at 9:30 pm you must get down on your knees in front of
me and offer me your oral services.
6. You will arrive to work no later than 8:00 am. And leave no earlier
than 12 hours after you start.
7. You will always ask permission to come and you will not be allowed
to use your vibrator unless you ask my permission first.
8. When you get home from work every day you will perform the following
in this order:
a. Take your bra off.
b. Vacuum the house if needed
c. Check the laundry
d. Cook dinner if I request it
e. Take your panties off and change into a skirt.
Rules for when you are in the house:
1. You will not close your legs.
2. You will not cross your legs - They should at all times be
slightly parted.
3. You are no longer allowed to wear a bra in the house if there is no
one over.
4. I will keep your cigarettes. You will not smoke unless you ask and
it is at my discretion. If I say no, you will obey. You will not ask
again. If I do say no, you may not ask me again for 1 hour and so on.
5. You will keep yourself well groomed at all times. Shaved completely
from ass to clit, no stubble on your legs.
6. Every night you will bring me your whip. I may or may not hit you.
If I believe you need extra reinforcement, I will spank you and when I
am done you will go to your knees, thank me and kiss the whip. Then
you will put it in its proper place.
Consequences:
If any of these rules are broken there are consequences. To clarify, if
you arrive at work at 8:01, you have broken a rule. If you ask to give
me a blow job at 9:35, you have broken a rule. If you vacuum before
you take your bra off, you have broken a rule.
First offence:
5 lashes, bare assed, counted off and a thank you after each one. No
sex for 3 days. You will sleep on the floor handcuffed to the bedpost
naked for one night. Don't get excited, this is not to turn you on, I
will NOT be coming in to play with you.
Second offence: (doesn't have to be the same rule)
15 lashes, (same as above)but you will be bruised. No sex for a week.
You will be handcuffed to the bedpost naked alone after you have
completed your jobs for the duration of the night. Don't get excited,
this is not to turn you on, I will NOT be coming in to play with you.
Third offence:
I don't think it will happen.
I read the list over and over. It did actually make me wet reading it.
However, I knew He wasn't kidding about it either. I got up and put
it on the refrigerator. I walked back to Him and kneeled.
I did as I was told. He took them and told me no with a smile. Oh,
fuck. Now I regretted agreeing to this. Some of the rules seemed
erotic and playful. But, this one. Now I was never going to get to
smoke! I stole a glance at the clock. Okay, 7:05, I can ask again at
8:05. He just looked at me like I was some kind of pathetic object
with an un-healthy oral fixation. I knew now where He was going with
His list of rules. He threw some in that would turn me on, but those
all had time frames. And there were others that were regular and
practical. I wasn't sure about it anymore. He knew what I was
thinking and said, "Darling, don't worry, you'll be able to do
this, and when you do, you will be happy with yourself and you will
make me happy by following my rules." He turned away from me and sat
on the couch. I started to get up but He stopped me. He told me to
stand and take my clothes off and then kneel back down. I felt stupid.
I was standing on the side of the living room, which is more like a
walk way to the bathroom and hallway. It doesn't feel like it's
actually part of the living room. I knelt back down naked. My pussy
was still wet from reading His rules and it oozed slowly out of me. I
turned around to face him since I was facing the bathroom, but He told
me to stay where I was. I didn't feel like I was part of anything.
"Is your pussy wet, my love?" "Yes", I answered. "Put you
finger in and then pull it out and suck on it. Do it until I tell you
stop." I obeyed with out question. This was the type of
exploitation I adored. I did and tried to be really erotic while I was
sucking on my fingers. But, it really didn't matter, I was facing
the wrong way. I was sure it would turn Him on if He was looking. I
looked at the clock, 7:15. Wow, still more than 45 minutes till I can
even ask for a cigarette. And He was changing the channels! So, He
wasn't interested. I stopped for a second and waited. His hand flew
so quickly across my ass that I yelped. He smiled and said, "I
didn't tell you to stop." I started doing it again not caring
whether I looked sexy or not. He knows I don't even like fingering
myself. My knees started to hurt from the pressure of being on them
after a while. I just kept fingering my pussy, sucking my juices off
and sticking my fingers back in. Over and over and over again. I
couldn't see the TV, I knew He wasn't looking at me, He just wanted
to show me that He had control. I wanted to have socks on and be
cuddling with Him on the couch and now I had to go to the bathroom
again. Did I have to ask? I doubted it. That wasn't on the list.
I asked anyway, just to be sure. "Please go, I am NOT into golden
showers or water sports or anything like that." I laughed and went.
When I came back, He just pointed back at the floor motioning for me to
continue my pointless activity He assigned to me. I looked again at the
clock, now it was 8:30. He had me fingering and licking myself now for
over an hour. I asked again if I could have a cigarette. He looked
slightly annoyed and told me no, but I can crawl to Him and take His
cock in my mouth if I needed something in there. He pulled me in close
before I had a chance to lubricate His cock with my spit and thrust
Himself all the way in. I gagged a little. "That's it...gag like
my good little sub." All I knew was pushing and pressure. Balls
slapping on my chin and I was drooling like an idiot. I tried moving
my tongue out so my gag reflex would relax. I tried holding Him away a
little - He took my hands and held them in one of His and continued
to throat fuck me. He pulled His cock out to let me catch my breath
and slapped my face with it gently. My spit got on my cheek and
instinctively I reached up to wipe it away. He hold on my hands was
steady. I got the skull fucking that night that I never thought He was
capable of. When He was finished He took my picture and gave me a
towel to clean up. I really wanted a cigarette. I was a little
disappointed that I agreed to this, but excited also for the chance to
make myself something better and please Him in the process. He told me
after I cleaned up I could have a half cigarette. I beamed at Him and
thanked Him. Perhaps this will all be okay. I won't really know
though until one of the rules gets broken.
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