I have begged Him to be strict. Tonight online.
It has been so long I feel unconstrained.
I need restraint.
I have begged Him to allow me to 'dance with his darkness'.
I am very bratty right now. I need His control.
I will not be obedient if He does not take me in hand, I know it, I can feel it.
He doesn't deserve my obedience unless he takes me strictly in hand.
So much for submission!
Now I KNOW you won't like those sentiments Sirs'.
I am pleased that your hands are a long long way away as I write this.
He made me wear panties today and tonight I must wear pyjamas. WHAT??? I never wear pyjamas. I will be uncomfortable. He doesn't care. He wants me uncomfortable and wanting. NO touching.
Monday, I have begged for His hand, His strictness, badness, darkness.
I will not acquiesce easily, though He probably thinks I will.
The more I hold out, the meaner He will be.
This is what happens to me when He has been away for more than 2 months. The Bratty, li'l bitch emerges. She is pouty and cross that He has left me unsupervised for so long.
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