It’s a new month, and I’ve predictably committed myself to being without orgasms for the next 30 days. Wish me luck, I’ll certainly need it. Today I am feeling more dominant than usual. I keep having fantasies of having a little bratty partner to play with. I would make them wear leather bondage cuffs and collars whenever they are home alone with me at all times. That way, no matter what, all I’d ever need to do is quickly clip a lock or a chain to any of their cuffs and they would be at my mercy.

I would require it. They wouldn’t be allowed in without them. And so, all day, all night, they would be vulnerable to me. I might overpower them. Might press a vibrator against their sex as they squirm insincerely against me. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? It’s okay to admit it, my pet.” “No, never!” they would lie. And with that I would press the vibrator in even stronger. I’d relish their moans. SMACK “It’s against the rules to lie, you know. Now you need to be punished.” They would struggle even more, but their wrist restraints would already be clipped to something sturdy, and SMACK their rear end would be disciplined until they relaxed again to let me have my way with them.

“No getting out of this. You’re mine, and it’s play time.”, I’d whisper in their ear. “Yes mistress” they’d finally whisper. “Good pet.”