Hello again, everyone! Long time, no talk!

Today I wanted to talk you through my rules, all of which I appreciate for all sorts of different reasons. I am obviously punished for breaking any of these, unless it’s something new that I haven’t been reminded of (so long as it’s an accident), and for any clear displays of disrespect. My mouth is much faster and brattier than my brain, so there are quite a lot of displays of disrespect. My tasks are expected to be completed in a timely manner with visual or audio evidence to prove that I have done them properly. 

The first set of rules are in regards to play (so the fun ones!). Rule number one is, of course, that I am denied without a definite end date. I like that there is no set date and when I can or cannot cum is down to Daddy and how he feels in the moment, it makes it super duper clear to me that he owns me and my pleasure belongs to him. On that note, I am also on no touch with exceptions for hygiene/health reasons, explicit instructions from Daddy, and grinding/humping/nipple play/general teasing over my clothes. When I am allowed to touch, I am not allowed to reach the edge without permission. For now, edges are the most pleasure that I get, so it’s similar to cumming without permission, I suppose. Any time I do touch or get any significant pleasure, I need to admit it to Daddy immediately. Without this rule, I would be constantly worried about how to bring it up in a conversation, and the guilt of not admitting it would be horrible, so I’m very happy that I’m expected to tell him regardless of the conversation or what he is doing. I also have to keep my EDGR profile up to date so that we can make sure that everything is being properly tracked, and I’m expected to confirm that all touching tasks have been done, either through audio notes or just little messages, so that Daddy can ensure that he always knows what’s going on with his kitten’s cunt. 

I have little morning and evening tasks which are expected to be done daily too! I have to properly make my bed and send Daddy a photo each morning, which is something I wouldn’t usually do. Little things like this just make me feel subbier throughout the day, which is something that I really appreciate. It’s a constant reminder that I’m not in charge, and small, mundane aspects of my day are being controlled by Daddy. I show him my underwear and outfits each day, and I like being able to show him whatever clothes I’ve picked out with him and his taste in mind. Every morning and evening I have to say my mantra 3 times whilst kneeling on the floor with a finger or two pressing on my clit. My mantra always keeps me grounded and remembering what’s important, so I really appreciate being able to think about it as I begin and end my day. My phone isn’t allowed to be on silent whilst I’m sleeping so that he can reach me (most likely to wake me up when I’ve overslept) whenever he needs to. I don’t like waking up to texts asking where I am and if I’m okay, so having my phone switched off of silent mode means that I never have to panic about missing anything important. 

Daddy also cares about my personal life and productivity, so I have rules regarding the amount of time I spend on my personal writing projects, social media, and outreach. As a writer, it can be tricky to find the motivation to get a scene written or a poem posted, so having someone to hold me accountable is really helpful. Similarly, there are rules around my health. I enjoy running, but can lack the motivation when I’m sleepy or it’s rainy, so my rules say that I need to go out at least three times a week, once on Monday or Tuesday, once on Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday, and once at the weekend. This makes sure that my Strava is always at least a little impressive, keeps me feeling happy and alive, and also makes sure that I can’t be hard on myself if I miss out due to my own laziness. He’s also very good at making sure that I have rest days, which is handy since I’m terribly good at pushing myself a tad too far and coming home a little injured. I tell Daddy what I’m eating throughout the day, which is something that I really appreciate as I am more inclined to eat well when I have to report to him about meals that I would likely skip otherwise. He also has a rule regarding this; he isn’t allowed to treat food as the subject of submission or obedience, or be the subject of instructions. I have a funny relationship with food, and having what I do or don’t eat be something punishable would only make it worse, so I really appreciate Daddy thinking that through when setting the rules. 

Obviously there is a fair bit there for me to follow, but Daddy has thought everything through so that each rule is something that we both know is manageable and sustainable. I really cherish feeling so looked after with the rules that I follow, and being able to perform these small acts of submission so often is a fantastic reminder of my place and a reminder that I am not the one who makes decisions. I really love having rules, and these are very, very good ones to have. I can be having a terrible day where everything goes wrong, but so long as I’m following the rules, it’ll all turn out okay. 

End of ramble! Thank you for listening! Have a fantastic day, stay cool!