• I respond to protocol. Protocol meaning speaking restrictions, routines, strict orders and daily assignments.
• I can experience subspace!
• That it is possible for me to feel comfortable within the BDSM community.
• That Sir and I really fit well together.
• I also like very restrictive, long term bondage.
• I have an interest in dominating a boy.
• I’m a painslut.
• Oh yeah, and some other stuff that’s not actually related to BDSM. Shocking.
• Like that I’m addicted to Starbucks and cheap books.
• Summer classes suck.
• I love my university!

I split my time this summer taking summer classes and spending time with Sir. Sir had me spend the weekend with Him and undergo training.

• I was not to speak, make eye contact, sit, stand, eat, drink, use the bathroom, or orgasm without permission.
• I was not to sit in a chair or on the couch.
• I had to wear my metal collar.
• I could not close a door on Sir, I had to leave a door open in the apartment with Him at all times.
• He chose my clothing.
• I had to sit on a cushion on the floor.

The training was incredible. The energy and ethos that permeated the weekend was amazing. The silence around us was interesting, because I tend to talk and ramble, and now I was forced to be quiet. We went out to dinner the second night, and we sat there in silence while people talked around us.

I responded to protocol because I really felt like… well… a hole. A slave. Which is what He beat into me.

Besides the scene I already described in my last post, we did a few more scenes.

We did a long term bondage scene where I was mummified in plastic and blindfolded with bondage tape. Sir put on music and I was bound up for an hour. It was… incredible. It took me to this new mental subspace where I just floated away. Then He brought me to orgasm with the Magic Wand.

I’m totally in love with the feeling of being bound like that. I want to do it again so badly. I was disappointed when Sir cut me out of the plastic, but Sir told me later that He wanted the session to be on the short side, since I had never been bound like that before.

He had me suck His cock while He watched television. While not a scene, it made me feel very submissive. Objectified.

The first night, He shredded my clothes off of me with the knife, and scratched words into my skin. Mmm. We don’t do enough knifeplay…

He chained me and blindfolded me every night. I asked to be unchained Saturday morning, thinking it was the middle of the night. When I came back to bed, I started drifting off to sleep again, only to be woken by Sir pulling me into hands and knees position and fucking me.

The whole weekend left me feeling docile and submissive. I felt at ease sitting on the floor at His feet.

However, all the protocol was mentally exhausting. By Sunday night, we were both a little tired. He let me sit on the couch while we watched a movie.

We both liked the protocol, and we want to incorporate it into our regular play.

I haven’t seen Sir since then, and I know I have a spanking coming to me…