anne: first weekend assignments

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At this point (mid-October), the Circle had decided to take anne on as a probationary submissive. My task at this point was to give her an initial assignment to gauge her commitment. Also, to collect some basic information.

The first assignment for any submissive is to send a photo. There are several reasons, the least of which is seeing them naked. It's mainly a test to establish her willingness to play, and their level of engagement and commitment to the RPG. Some of the players do not send photos for various reasons - they are married or they are concerned about future implications for their careers. I will admit that I find these to be weak arguments, as we never insist on faces being visible. But, if they demonstrate enough other desirable features, we make accommodations  (as is the case with the punana and with tai-ca-chi).

anne had no hesitation sending her photo - a full frontal nude shot. To establish the validity of the photo, I sent a drawing indicating a position to take. Standing with arms at her sides, legs open, holding a scarf. Her photo matched the drawing. She'd done it. Within a matter of hours, she'd gone from a woman curious about her own sexuality to a plaything for the Circle, complete with the first entry in her dossier, a picture of her naked body.

For reasons I will keep between me and anne, I cropped the photo to an upper-chest shot. (This turned out to be fortuitous, as her breasts and nipples became the focus of many of our sessions. More on that later.)

This is the version of the picture I released to the Circle:

Next, I asked for some basic information, outline here from her responses:



on a 1-10 (1=doesnt turn me on, 10=oh yeah!):

pain: any where from 6-10. It depends on when and how it happens.
humiliation: 7-9
being restraint: 8
in public (like punana's bathroom adventures): anything the Circle asks that will not get me arrested

what are your hard boundaries
No permanent damage, no blood loss, no bodily functions, no minors, no animals


favorite parts of the punana experience?
Knowing she both hated and craved the pain and humiliation. I enjoyed her sliding further and further into the role she wanted but hadn't embraced.



at that point, I had her install IRC and we opened up a public room for a chat. I often do that with the intention that anyone who's famliar with IRC might drop by and watch. That first night, we created a channel called #annes_room and played for a while, but received no visitors.

The chat log is posted in the Chat Logs section of this site as anne.2012.1020

At that point, I went to bed for the night. In the morning, I wrote up her first assignments for the week.

[from David's email to anne October 20, 9 a.m.]

Saturday and Sunday, your body will be undergoing some mild discipline training. Do not piss or void when you get up in the morning. Go about everything else normally, breakfast, shower, dress, errands, whatever. Between noon and 12:30, you may use the toilet but with these conditions. It must be a public restroom. You are to strip naked from the waist down when using it, you may get dressed when you are finished. The same ritual is to be observed between 6:00 and 6:30. You are not to use the toilet at home at any time on Saturday.

You are free on Sunday until 2 pm.. After that, you may only empty yourself Sunday evening between 7:00 and 7:30, in a public place and following the same rules.

You are to photograph yourself for me all three times as proof you have followed my instructions.

I encourage you to masturbate whenever you have the opportunity Saturday and Sunday. Indulge yourself. And be sure to describe back to us what fantasies you entertained while masturbating.

I am in a bit of a quandry about your titties. Flicking the nipples was something you’ve done and I feel its safe to assume you’ve done ‘dig your nails into the nipples’ as well. I may have to go to John for ideas about tit torture for you. Unless you would like to offer some ideas...

Last but not least, whenever you are online, make sure you are also available for chat.

you are off to a good start, your performance last night rated good/very good.

David


[from anne, October 20, 1:40 p.m.]

Master David,

My clothes from the waste down removed.

anne

[from anne, October 20, 9:07 p.m.]


Later that night:

There was no 3rd post. Eager to please, anne restricted herself to only two toilets that day.

a punana: the girl's college days II

Wednesday afternoons at the university were reserved for recreational activities with no lectures scheduled. The girl had gone to the sports centre with another girl who was on the athletics team. While the other girl was out running laps, the girl was using one of the static exercise bikes.

A guy that the girl knew, named Mike, came to use the bike next to her and they started chatting. After a while, Mike said that he was done and he invited the girl for a drink. Then, after a few drinks they went back to the house that Mike shared with three other boys.

The girl was soon naked and riding Mike’s cock on the lounge floor. Suddenly, Mike’s house-mates burst in but the girl was too close to cumming to react. Instead a massive orgasm ripped through her body; intensified by the fact that she was being watched.

Through her post-orgasmic haze she heard someone say something about the four house-mates sharing everything and almost without realising she agreed to take on the other three men. So, one by one, they all fucked her with the others looking on.

The four had a little tradition of always having a nice dinner on Wednesday evening; at the house rather than eating in the college refectory as they did on other weekdays. They invited the girl to stay for dinner and one of them cooked while the girl went upstairs to shower.

After dinner, they all sat around watching television with a few more drinks. The girl was lying with her head resting on Mike’s lap.

After a while, the girl became aware of a stirring in Mike’s trousers. She smiled up at him and whispered, “Ready for another round?”

Mike replied, “A blow-job would be nice.” So the girl rolled off, positioned herself between his legs, took out his cock and formed her lips around the rapidly growing head. Of course, the other house-mates insisted that the girl blew them all. The second guy wanted her naked again so she stood and performed a rather clumsy strip for them. And after taking four loads of cum down her throat, she stayed nude until it was time for bed. She slept with Mike and sucked him again before they got up in the morning.

For the rest of the term, this became the girl’s regular Wednesday afternoon ‘recreation’; minus the gym! She would meet the four in the pub, have a couple of beers and then it was back to the house where the four fucked her – two of them liked to take her in the ass – followed by dinner, more drinks and blow-jobs all round.

While she was drying herself after showering on the fourth week, the girl realised that she had left her clothes downstairs. She looked around for a bathrobe but didn’t see one so she went back downstairs naked, intending to dress down there. But her appearance was so well received by the house-mates that they persuaded her to stay nude. As she was now accustomed to stripping again after dinner, she agreed and sat at the dinner table naked.

This was how it was from then on until the last week of term, except for exam week.

The last Wednesday of term, the four said they had something special planned. And as soon as the girl got to their house, the four men told her to strip and kneel, then they all stood round her with their erect cocks out and pointing at her. Although she didn’t hear the word until several years later, they wanted to do a bukkake. She moved from one to another, sucking, licking and stroking their cocks until, one by one, they shot their loads over the girl’s face and hair.

They told her not to clean herself, she could clear the cum from her eyes or lick up any she could reach with her tongue but, otherwise, she was to leave the spunk where it was.

The girl had never felt so naughty and sexy and she insisted on looking at herself in a mirror. One of the boys was a keen photographer and he took a number of shots; promising that they were only for this group to see.   

She felt the cum as it turned watery and trickled down her face, dripping from her chin and landing on her tits and chest; leaving trails of dried cum all over her face. She remained like this through dinner and after as they all sat drinking wine.

Later, the men decided it was time for them to fuck the girl but she asked that, if they wanted to make the evening truly special, they should tie her bent over the table and beat her ass with their belts before they fucked her.

Needless to say, the boys couldn’t believe their luck and quickly had the girl tied in position and they drew lots to decide who would take first turn. They each gave the girl twenty strokes; not too hard but enough to make the girl gasp and cry out before they had all finished. And the girl was close to coming; just from the beating!

They then took turns to fuck her with her still tied over the table; two used her cunt while two fucked her in the ass. The girl was exhausted by the time they had finished and had untied her and she was glad of a soak in a hot bath before she slipped into Mike’s bed and slept soundly.

 

Next morning she went from one bedroom to another and gave each of the four men a blow-job; as a thank-you and as something to remember her by.

Then, after breakfast and swapping of addresses, she went back to her own place. And she never saw any of the four again.    

anne: not yet a submissive

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While the circle was debating whether or not to accept anne as a submissive, she was allowed to lurk as a member. The following was a note she posted in October while she was observing some of the punana's assignments. Note how eager anne is to push the punana further along the path of pain and submission. It revealed to us her own desires and helped our decision about whether or not to take her on.

She comments on three ideas: first is the 100 strokes the punana administered to itself. The second is whether or not the punana should be made to blog about her experiences. The third refers to an assignment the punana was given by Joe C, in which he was considering having her sit naked and masturbating in her backyard during a cold rain.

[from anne's email of October 9, 2012]

Sorry I have been gone for a while. Work started again and it has made my life rather busy. I got caught up on all the emails last night. I am pleased it has finally taken all 100 smacks with out stopping. I am curious as to how hard it actually smacked its worthless cunt.

I am not in favor of the blog idea. I must admit I am a greedy individual. I like knowing that it is doing this for our enjoyment.

I think it should have to endure sitting out in the cold and rain one day. It seemed too concerned with what the weather would be like and not with doing what it was told.

anne


About a week later, the Circle realized we were leaning toward taking anne on. I decided to float a hint and see how she reacted:


[from David's email of October 15]
 
Hello anne,

It seems that you are enjoying the toy from the U.K.

I'm glad to hear it. I hope you enjoyed the original three week session.

Are you ready for yours?

David


[anne's response, again, less than an hour later]

To:
"David Aurian" <david.aurian@yahoo.com>

Hello David

I have been enjoying the toy. It amuses me to know it still craves our approval.

It amazes me how five simple words can make your heart race. I never expected to be asked. Nothing like being very curious and slightly terrified.

What do you have in mind?

anne

I followed that up with some basics about how the RPG works. That I would need to know more about her.  She agreed and I sent her some questions. We established that she's 27, single,  and 'mostly' into guys. I asked her for more information. Of everything she sent, this was probably the most interesting to a general audience:


[from anne's email of October 18]

I know I love being told what to do. That being tied down drives me crazy and I always fight against my bonds. I don't know how not to. I love pleasing who ever I am with and I will do almost anything to hear them say they that I'm a good girl. If they aren't having a good time I'm not. Even my orgasms don't feel good, as long as my partner cums.

When I'm with someone my brain basically shuts off. All I think about is what I'm doing and how good it feels. When I'm lost in what's going on I haven't found a pain or humiliation limit. If I'm by myself after I've had an orgasm I can't take any more pain. But if I'm with someone my limits are much more blurred.

I'm rambling. I guess it all sums up to I'm a mess of sexual wants and desires.

anne


The next step was to send her a questionnaire. More on that in the next post.

anne: her early days

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anne was a submissive for the circle from March 2012 until February 2013 when she decided to move on and try other things. She is a wonderful roleplay partner, the intensity of her submission is legendary among members of the Circle. She's bright, pretty, and completely obedient and I'm hoping we will see her back here sometime soon.

I'm working through my archived emails and chats and will be posting as much as I can on the blog over the next few weeks.

This first set of exchanges led up to the interview process and her eventually asking to be taken on as a submissive to the Circle.

[from anne's email Wednesday, February 29, 2012 7:26 AM]

>> I've been reading Diane Blackmailed today. I just wanted you to know that you are amazing. So crazy hot and turned on all day!!

David's reply:

>> Thank you for that.

>> Would you like me to add you to my mailing list and let you know when new stories are posted?

>> David

anne's follow up: 

> Yes please. I've never sent an email to an author of the stories I've read before. I'm not sure what it is about yours but I just had to message you.

> Ohh...I also read your newest one. Please keep working on it!!

It was a few months later (June) that anne sent her next email:

[from anne's email June 28, 2012]

I just wanted to tell you how crazy wet you make me. Your stories are amazing.

anne

Sensing her obvious interest, we invited her into the Circle as an observer of our ongoing work with the punana.

[from David's email of July 1, 2012]

One last thing - we're playing a game with a woman in UK who wanted to undergo 3 weeks of 'training'. I send her things to do and she does them. Actually (I hope you like this) it's the woman who inspired the Daisy stories.

She sends reports every few days on how things are progressing. Any interest in being on the cc list for her updates?

anne jumped at the chance:

I'd love to be on that list. I think it would be so hot to read her updates on her training. I can't wait to read the first one. 

I sent her some of the most recent email exchanges with the punana and she wrote back within hours.

[from anne's email of July 2, 2012]

David, 

I must admit I was wet by the time I finished reading the overview you sent. I was surprised how much it turned me on. She is so willing to follow your orders. Such a huge turn on. Has she done more smacks to her ass and cunt?? That and her walking around with clips on her lips makes me drip. 

anne

Over the next few weeks, anne was included in the correspondence between the punana and the Circle. The punana performed wonderfully (as usual) and anne was clearly paying attention and responding. (The punana's early exploits are in the Circle's archives and we hope to post them here someday, time permitting.) Below, anne comments on one of the punana's training rituals - 100 snaps of a rubber band applied to its cunt lips. It was allowed to take short breaks between each set of 10, hence anne's comment below.

[from anne's email of August 3, 2012]

David, 

I am sorry for being absent for the past few days. I had some things dropped on me that needed my attention. I must admit I enjoyed reading about its pain from the rubber bands. I am curious if it could handle all 100 without a break. 

I am looking forward to reading the reports from week three. Is it only required to have one report for the week or are they to be sent daily? I am curious how its outlook on the given tasks may change as it slides further into its acceptance of a life of constant pain. 

anne

At this point, David, Tiffany, and John C began discussing whether or not to extend an invitation to anne to join the Circle in the role of a submissive in training. More on that in my next post.

a punana: sexual activity codes

a punana is required by The Circle to report on facebook any sexual activity it indulges in, using codes. These codes are as follows;

1. Date and time,

2. P = with partner (H) or M = masturbating,

3. C = its cunt, A = its ass, O = oral,

4. Number of members of The Circle present on line; e.g. during a live chat session,

5. Number of orgasms,

6. Arousal level on a scale of 1 - 10,

7. Pain level on a scale of 1 - 10,

8. Humiliation level on a scale of 1 - 10.

chan-mimi makes her first video

[from David] I recently received a 5 minute video from chan-mimi xari. Over the song Pussy Liquor, she'd created a montage of dozens of BDSM and D/s stills. I could tell she'd done her homework because all but one of the photos hit exactly the right buttons for me. And the one that didn't was damned close. It prompted a fantasy and I thought I'd write it up...


She rubbed her eyes and shook her head. She'd been awake for nearly thirty-six hours straight now. She was still searching for exactly the right stills. She'd visited hundreds and hundreds of websites but 90% of it was crap. Not crap, really. In fact, much of it was quite good and turned her on. But, she knew her Master's tastes and didn't want him to think she's just throw it together. 

She stood up, sliding off the double-dildo that penetrated both cunt and ass. Even without him there, she always stayed mounted -- the way he kept her during his rare visits. She held her breath as she removed the nipple clamps she'd used to chain herself to her desk. The pain almost knocked her over. She knew it would.

But she had to get up. The last time she'd pissed was nearly four hours ago, which meant her nipples had been in those clamps exactly that long. She used her arms to steady herself against the edge of the desk until the waves of pain subsided enough for her to walk. The whole time, she pictured him there, standing behind her, watching her, nodding approval. She hoped he approved. It would be pure hell otherwise. If she spent all of this time and effort and he just laughed at her. Or worse, if he ignored the video. Told her "nice work but I didn't watch it all the way through".

When she was steady enough to walk, she went into the bathroom and relieved herself. She wiped then went into the kitchen and poured another cup of coffee. She twisted the top off of a five hour energy drink and gulped it, washed it down with strong coffee. That should keep her going for a while. She calculated that if she used each of the photos for 3-5 seconds, she'd only need to find a dozen or so more before she could assemble the whole thing.

The worst part - the reason it had take so long - was that she was still "on duty". She'd conceived the project two weeks ago but wasn't able to start on it until she secured a friend's laptop, the day before yesterday. Since then, she'd serviced eight men for David, taxi-ing to their homes and letting them use her in a variety of ways.

She looked at the clock, it was eight in the morning. Her next appointment was at nine. That meant she had another half hour before she had to dress up in a latex suit and stand in front of her apartment building, waiting for the car to come and pick her up. She had no idea what the woman would want from her once she got to her office, but it didn't matter. David had arranged it and she would do her best to please the woman. In the meantime, she had thirty more minutes to look for those last few images.

She headed back to her desk and hooked herself back up.

a punana: the girl's college days I

At the age of eighteen, the girl went off to university and continued her wild ways. She spent a lot of time in the Students Union bar and pub frequented by students and she had a series of one-night-stands and short term flings with sex always on the agenda; oral, fucking and even anal on two occasions.

The girl found anal sex painful and she didn’t like it but it never occurred to her to say no if that was what the boy wanted.

In short, she enjoyed student life.

She even persuaded a few of her dates to spank her. But each time, the boy was afraid of hurting her and saw the spanking only as foreplay. So, after a few half-hearted smacks, they would roll her onto her back and fuck her. The trouble was that the boys would be over-aroused and last only a short time before coming; leaving the girl doubly frustrated.

Then, early in her second year, the girl discovered the pleasure to be had with other women. Until then, the girl had been critical of other female students; even the prettiest ones, always finding something to criticise; this one’s ass is too big, that one’s got little tits.

By this time, the girl had stopped growing upwards and her bust had developed to a pert and perky B/C cup size and her ass was pleasingly round and fleshy.

Then one night in a pub with a group of other students, she found herself alone in the company of a man and woman she didn’t know. Both were very attractive and fit looking; the man was tall and dark while the woman was slim with blonde hair cropped short. The man bought a few rounds of drinks and almost before she realised, the girl found herself in the couple’s hotel room.

Another drink and they were all naked on the bed, the girl’s mouth filled with the man’s cock while she was finger-fucked by the blonde. Then, for the first time, the girl was between the blonde’s thighs licking and sucking eagerly on the blonde’s wet slit, bringing her to a violent orgasm. The blonde than changed position so that she and the girl were in a 69 position, with the blonde on top. But instead of continuing their lesbian love-making, the man moved in and slid himself into the blonde’s pussy and started to fuck her; inches from the girl’s face.

When the blonde had reached another climax and the man had pumped his seed into her, he withdrew and the blonde lowered herself onto the girl’s face and ordered the girl to clean her out. Obediently, the girl lapped up the combined juices before turning her attention to cleaning the man’s cock.

“Paul was right about her, what a slut!” proclaimed the blonde.

“Yeah, but worth every penny.”

The girl wondered what they meant; Paul was one of the group she had gone out with last night, but…

“Ok, get dressed, slut.”

Dazed, the girl started to comply but the blonde said, “leave the bra and panties; just get out!”

The girl pulled on her T-shirt and jeans and was out in the hotel corridor pulling her shoes on before she knew it.

It was three days before the girl could catch up with Paul to confront him. “Who were those people and what did they mean by ‘worth every penny’!” she demanded. “Did you pimp me out?” She was angry but also secretly turned on by the thought.

“No, no, it wasn’t like that. Alice is my sister and she and her boyfriend are into threesomes. We just sort of had a bet that I could fix them up with a girl. You happened to be there and… well… you do have a reputation as a bit of a slut…”

“Bastard!” cried the girl as she turned and stomped off.

“Slut!” she heard Paul shout after her.

Once she had calmed down, the girl decided that she would be a slut no more. Besides, she had other targets now; girls!

The girl started to mix with fellow female students that were known to be or suspected to be lesbian or bisexual. Some would have nothing to do with her but others were ok with her. She had several one-night stands and brief relationships with girls and then she met Melinda.

Melinda was 30ish, Spanish and she worked as a fitness instructor at a local health club and was gorgeous with a finely toned body and legs, olive skin and a beautiful smile.

The girl was with Melinda for about three weeks before the girl persuaded Melinda to use a belt on her ass. The girl loved it; all twenty strokes, but afterwards she could tell that Melinda was not comfortable with inflicting the strokes on the girl and soon their relationship began to cool. The girl realised that all she had in common with Melinda was the sex and, besides, she was missing real cock; being fucked with a strap-on was great but nothing beats the real thing when it comes to sucking a cock!

a punana - orgasm denial

Sir David has instructed a punana that He has taken control of it and that until further notice a punana may not have an orgasm without prior permission.
This is hard for a punana but The Circle knows what is best for it and, as a punana is nothing but a trained animal, it must obey.

a punana - Live Chat, 17/04/2013

Last Wednesday, there was a rare opportunity for a live chat as H was away from home for the night for work purposes; although this was arranged at very short notice.

As the UK is now on British Summer Time (GMT +1), a punana was confused over the start time and it was in front of its computer and ready an hour earlier than it should have been. However, having realised its mistake it closed down, went for a shower and then came back 15 minutes before the correct start time.

Still no-one there so it waited patiently but then slipped away to the bathroom. a punana’s heart skipped a beat when it returned and saw that Sir David had entered the chatroom. it quickly slipped off its bath-robe; its only clothing, and sat at, naked, at the computer to greet Sir David.

He asked what toys a punana had out and it listed them; clothes pegs, bulldog clips, rubber bands, dildo and butt-plug.

Sir David asked if a punana had a 12” rule available, which it did. He then ordered a punana to “warm up” by giving itself ten smacks with the ruler on its left calf followed by ten on the right calf. a punana was surprised how much this hurt and how quickly red patches appeared on its skin.

It was while a punana was administering these smacks that Tiffany entered the chatroom and a punana eagerly greeted Her.

Sir David then ordered a punana to sit with its legs spread wide and to use the ruler to smack the inside of its left thigh. This hurt even more as the flesh there is softer and smoother. But when a punana had to switch to the inside of its right thigh, the tears came to its eyes; a punana is right handed and the smacks were so much harder than it could administer with its left hand. But Tiffany made soothing and encouraging comments and a punana was able to administer all the required strokes.

Sir David then allowed a punana to masturbate and, if it could, to come within a count of twelve. Sir David counted up to twelve as a punana furiously fingered itself but it was agonising short when Sir David ordered it to stop.

a punana was ordered to stand and to get the dildo wet with its mouth; it then had to push the dildo deep into its ass and it had to fix a bulldog clip onto each nipple.

Sir David then told it to give itself ten more strokes to the same spot on the inside of its thighs; the tears were flowing now.

Tiffany wondered about attaching something to the bulldog clips so that a punana would have to lift the weight with its tits. a punana said that it had nothing to hook onto the clips and suggested it use string; completely forgetting that it had some weighted hooks that it bought from a sex shop months ago.

With the string tied between the two clips, a punana was made to pull upwards, stretching its nipples and tit-flesh up until fresh tears flowed. Then it had to wrap the string around a handle on one of the desk drawers and move back centimetre by centimetre as it masturbated and the clips were slowly pulled off its nipples while Tiffany and Sir David debated how long it would take for a punana to come.

Sir David had counted to 17 or 18 when the clip came off its left nipple causing a punana to cry out in agony and pleasure as it simultaneously came. A fraction of a second later, the clip came off its right nipple.

a punana was in a daze of pleasure and pain by now but sadly it was time for Sir David and Tiffany to leave.

After allowing itself a few moments to recover, a punana tidied away, washed its face and went to bed, giving itself another orgasm before falling into a deep sleep.

a punana wishes to thank both Sir David and Tiffany but it regrets that such short notice and the time difference meant the session lasted only an hour. a punana wished it could have gone on longer and that more members of The Circle could have either participated or observed. Hopefully, that can be the case next time.       

a punana's morning duties

Following instructions from The Circle, a punana must begin its working day, as soon as H has left the house, by sitting on the toilet and collecting a mug of its own urine which it must then drink. Three days per week it is permitted to masturbate to orgasm while drinking its mug of warm piss.

After brushing its teeth and showering but before dressing, its must take a rubber band and snap it ten times on each nipple. Then a punana attaches a bulldog clip to each aching nipple. These may be removed as soon as a punana gets to work.

Until recently, a punana had to fix a large black knobbly dildo to a wooden seat and impale its ass on it; riding it for a full 15 minutes. For the last four minutes, a punana was again permitted to masturbate. However, as a punana’s ass has now been opened up, it no longer rides the dildo. 

But it is required to insert a butt-plug which it must wear until lunchtime. it also has to insert a set of ben-wa balls into its cunt; these must stay in place until it returns home from work. As may be imagined, these keep a punana on a sexual edge all day and it has to concentrate hard on its work to avoid being overcome by its natural sexual urges.

Only when this routine has been followed may a punana dress, prepare and eat breakfast and leave for work.

 

chan-mimi xari: assignment week 1

chan-mimi:

Thank you for the information you've sent me so far. As discussed, I will honor your boundary regarding photographs. And, as always, please do bear in mind that in any conflict between RL and our RPG, RL takes precedence. Except, of course, in the area of your sexuality. You are to make no independent decisions in that area for the duration of our agreement.

As agreed, our initial agreement begins tomorrow (Tuesday) and ends on May 6. At that point, we will renegotiate.

In addition to the assignments I sent you earlier about setting up email and FB presence, please implement these changes to your daily routine beginning tomorrow:

1. you mentioned that you purchase a good amount of your underwear online. Each morning, post a picture of your selection of underthings here along with any comments about modifications (different color, slightly different material, etc.)

2. Tuesday and Wednesday, wear a skirt with no panties.

3. you are forbidden sexual contact with anyone without prior approval of myself or a Senior Member of the Circle.

4. you may cum twice daily between the hours of 12:00 and 13:30 , then between 20:00 and 20:30 provided you are outside of your apartment. you do not need to be visible in a public place but you may not cum in the privacy of your home without prior permission.

This should get us off to a decent start. Please do acknowledge receipt and your agreement to these preliminary conditions.

David

chan-mimi xari: Welcome

The Circle would like to welcome chan-mimi xari.

c-m contact me a few weeks ago after reading some of my stories. I explained to her that one way I gather material is through this RPG in which we write our fantasy assignments and the other members respond as they either act out or fantasize about acting out their roles.

New members are generally asked to propose names to me (as punana, anne, thi-ca-chi) from which I choose one. They then establish an email account and a FB page, then return here to document their adventures.

chan-mimi xari, I'm told, translates to "I am nothing". Several of the other names she suggested had a similar feel, so I chose this one. It also seemed fitting as it translates from Chinese and we recently lost thi-ca-chi, another Asian language name. I also found it interesting that chan-mim can be abbreviated c-m, a pleasant reference to why we're all here.

Please welcome chan-mimi xari to the group.

thi-ca-chi: update

thi-ca-chi is currently not involved with the Circle.  I've had her shut down her FB page and she will not be responding to email for the duration.

I have archived some email and chat exchanges and will be posting them as time allows, but for now, there won't be any new material coming from her.

punana: assignments week 51

p,

I've sequenced this as "week 51" only because you're new to the blog and we have been at this already quite a while. It's been at least a year since you first came across our small group. During that time, you've proven your enthusiasm and commitment over and over in email exchanges, chats, and your FB presence. I'm looking forward to creating a more permanent archive of your activities here on this blog.

you've reached a very good plateau. your ability to balance your outside life with your commitment to the Circle is exemplary with, of course, the notable exception of a lack of photograph tracking your process. We understand the need to privacy and your technical limitations, but it is a point I want you always considering and attepting to remedy.

That said, here are your instructions. These will remain in place straight through till May 6 unless you are otherwise instructed.

1. continue servicing H in any way He sees fit. As always, this is your Number One concern.

2. continue encouraging Him to discipline you for even minor infractions. Throughout March, you've shown quite a bit of creativity in providing Him reasons to punish you. you are encouraged to continue with this approach.

3. continue seeing to entice Him by switching up your outfits.

4. you may no longer cum-at-will in the morning simply by filling and drinking your mug. From here forward, this will be an option no more than 3 times per week.

5. you may continue to cum-at-will when being used anally.

6. any other orgasms must have prior approval by one of the Senior Members of the Circle.

7. continue posting your activities on your FB page, using the number code we established at the beginning of the year.

8. continue routing any and all FB or other chat requests to a Senior Member of the Circle for approval. No unauthorized FB or other chat requests are allowed with the exception of contacts with other submissives.

I understand the restrictions you are working with in RL, but I would like to see posts to the blog at least 3 times a week.

Do your best.

David

punana: A girl grows up

A girl was born the youngest, by several years, of five; in England but into a family of Irish Catholics. The girl’s father was strict and the girl was spanked by her father several times as she was growing up; sometimes in front of her four siblings. There was nothing abusive or sexual about these spankings; they were punishments when the girl was naughty – and she could be naughty.

The girl’s father died when she was 14 and as her mother was much more easy going, the girl ran a little wild with her new found freedom; boys, underage drinking but never drugs and not even smoking tobacco.

When the girl was fifteen, a copy of ‘The Story Of O’ did the rounds at her school. The other girls were either titillated or shocked by the book but the girl was fascinated. She knew that she wanted, needed, to be just like O and it formed the basis of her masturbatory fantasies for many years to come.

The girl gave her first blow-job just three days after her sixteenth birthday and lost her virginity about two weeks later. And she loved doing both; it somehow felt so right for her to be on her knees sucking a boy’s cock. Although she was tall and skinny with hardly any tits yet, she was pretty and was popular with boys.

Although she didn’t get the school grades that she should have, she did enough to get to university, of which more to come.

thi-ca-chi: my rough experience

David

Friday night: The night began in an average enough way... I was all dressed up, hair and make up all in place... we went out around nine, and hit the first club...

I had taken your suggestion to heart and as I danced, I visualized you and your buddies over in the corner, watching me.  I imagined you watching me walk back to the bar to do another shot.  The club was filling up pretty quickly, and I knew a lot of people there, so I was joking and laughing. Since it was mostly gay men and lesbians, I was flirting openly with a couple of girls, but they weren't really interested.  My friends and I kept dancing for almost an hour, with occasional breaks to do more shots.

I wasn't paying attention to the time, but a group of us decided to move on to another club. We all piled into the car and went to another gay club... however, this particular club shares it's parking lot with another club, this one catering to a different crowd (live rock bands and pool tables).  When we parked, I noticed a classic car that belonged to a former flame of mine.  He and I had a blast a few years ago... intellectually we got along, sexually we got along... but scheduling was a nightmare...we never really broke up, we just went our separate ways, and lost touch.

I told the people I was with to go ahead without me and I would catch up.  I went into the club and found him pretty quickly.  He seemed happy to see me, and welcomed me to his table.  The music was really loud, so I had to lean in close. I asked if he could answer a personal question for me.  He agreed and I asked him if... when he and I had been together.. how would he have responded if I asked him to be rougher during sex.  He gave me a dubious look and asked if I was drunk. I laughed and... maybe I have been ultra horny lately from following your commands … (good chance of that ) ... but whatever the reason, I got the nerve to ask him again, adding that I had been exploring that question a lot lately online and was eager to explore it in real life.

He leaned in very close, and whispered in my ear... his comments made my pussy wet and my knees weak.  He told me that if I had been honest with him back then, and told him that I wanted it rougher, that he would have gladly taken it as far as I wanted to go. He asked me to give him some examples of how "rough" I wanted it.

I told him that I wanted to be treated like a nasty slut.  His eyebrows went up and I took a deep breath and continued... I told him that being called dirty names made me very, very hot.  And I wanted sex to be rougher.... I had already confessed that I wanted him to talk dirty... beyond what normal people consider dirty... I told him that I wanted my hair pulled, to be slapped everywhere, and to have sex so hard that I was sore for days afterward..  I didn't want to give up any more information than that, if he thought I was a freak, then I was relatively safe... and if he was into it, I could, at a later time, draw more information from him about how rough he would have liked it. I nervously awaited his response.  He leaned in and told me that if I had told him that before, he would have fucked me so hard that I couldn't walk for days.  

So many factors played into what happened next.... but, the way he was looking and me, and the way that I felt inside... I somehow found the voice to tell him to take me back to his place. His hand grabbed my arm, and he grabbed it really tight, pulling me close.  He whispered to me that I had better not be fucking with him.  I shook my head no and he stood up, pulling me up with him.  He mentioned something to his friends and led me out of the bar, When we were outside, he leaned down and asked me if I would like to back up my words with some actions.

I left with him, and his apartment was about ten minutes away.  He didn't speak to me the entire time, he just drove with his jaw set and his stereo blasting.  When we got there, I followed him across the walkway and down the stairs to his place.  As soon as I had walked through the doorway, he closed the door and pushed me against it.  Now, even with my five inch heels on, he still stood more than six inches taller than me.  He leaned down and asked me what he should call me.  I muttered that he could call me anything he wanted... and I can't remember all of the names that I uttered, but I know I started saying a lot, giving him permission to pretty much call me anything he wanted.

He bent his knees and reached down to pull the bottom of my dress up to my waist, and he rubbed my pussy through my panties, mumbling something about how wet it was.  He turned around and walked to his room, and I think he invited me back... but from here on.. things happened very fast, and in my mind, it all seems to run together.

He turned on a small lamp in his room, and when I got in there, he was taking off his clothes, and in a very authoritative voice, he told me to strip and get on the bed.  He spread my legs and knelt between them.  He slid a few fingers into my pussy and fingered me until I was just getting ready to cum, and then he stopped.

Now, it really gets fuzzy...because as I have been typing this, i am playing it back in my mind, and it's all hot and wild and the order of things isn't what's coming back to me.  So.... forgive me here for my sloppy narrative, but I want to hit all of the highlights...

He slapped my tits and asked me if I liked it.  I said yes, and he glared at me.  He told me to refer to myself as one of the names that I wanted to, and to call him Sir.  I said, "Yes, Sir". I finally managed to spit out that I was a nasty slut, and I loved him slapping my tits, Sir... He responded by slapping them again, and repeating to me the name I had just called myself.  
I figured out pretty quickly that he was taking cues from me as to what was arousing for me to hear... so I gave him a big selection of names after that, and he responded by calling me every one of them, over and over again.  He fucked me very hard, and in a variety of positions.  He pulled my hair... a lot... so much so that today, my scalp in tingling.  He slapped my tits, and when he fucked me from behind, he slapped my ass a lot... and towards the end, he started slapping my face... not very hard... but still... He slowed down a little so he could lube up his cock to fuck me in the ass.  He had me lay on my back and he pushed my legs up by my ears and told me to hold it like that, and he pushed into my ass, then leaned on my legs to prop him up as he fucked my ass.  One hand rubbed my clit while the other stuck his fingers in my mouth.  Every time I went to put my arms around him, he ordered me to drop them.  

He came in my ass, and I thought he was going to have me suck him off, but he didn't... He left for a minute, and then came back to fuck my pussy again, and he was just as rough as before.  He rolled over me and told me to ride him like the (I think it was dirty whore, but I am not sure... which name he called me and when) I did, and he pulled my nipples as I rode him.  The second time,he pounded me a lot harder... pushed me closer to the wall so that with every thrust, my head was knocked into the wall.  My skin was turning pink from his slaps... and I was in sexual heaven... I can't tell you how many times I came, but it seemed like one giant orgasm, for a couple of hours...That time, when he came, he pulled out and came on my tits... which I rubbed his cum in and licked it off my fingers.

I must have fallen asleep... because the next thing I remember is waking up and he's straddling my face, feeding me his cock...which i loved... what an awesome way to wake up!!!  I used to love sucking his cock, and so I was really into it.  He came in my mouth and then rubbed my body, stroking me and he pulled me close and asked me if he was too rough with me, and I said no, not at all.  We slept cuddled up like that, and when he dropped me off this morning, we didn't really discuss what happened, he just said he'd call me and he kissed me and drove off.

pretty-boy: Friday update

from pretty-boy's email to me [pretty-boy has been instructed to refer to herself as "sally" in all FB and email communications]:

Yes mistress i will try to get to the shop at weekend .but wife will be off work so i will see what i can do. I will cum and let it dry on me .

Your,toy,sally
 Mistress i must say that my ball ache now that u let me cum and been locked back up . iv not wash my cock or balls , iv left my dry cum on them.

Your ,toy sally

Mistress i cant seem to get u out of my mind all i can thing of is u giving me order . I wait to hear from all day long . I keep looking at ur blog at what uv said and i get a hard just reading it.
It the same when u message me on here . If i was single i would do anything for u .
Wish i could be take away to be a full time slave for someone to live 24/7 as there slave .
 

Your ,toy sally

 

This is so real for me to be a slave or sissy. i hope u can help me become that slave and get me to meet someone who would have me as there slave .

Your ,toy sally

Tiffany: pretty-boy's weekend assignment

pretty-boy, my sissy slave, was given two instructions for Friday and the weekend. The first was to cum all over herself and leave it there to get dry and crusty, a reminder all day of her obedience. The second - not finished yet - is to go to a women's dress shop this weekend and ask to try on three different dresses.

This is a simple exercise in obedience and humiliation that I hope the Circle will find enjoyable and that pretty-boy will find edifying.

young-bound: Evening Assignment

Hello Mistress,

I did what you told me to do.

It worked much better with my favorite porn, I had a boner directly and could stop closed before the cum shot.

When I slapped my balls, I did it a little to hard I fear, they really hurt and I was afraid that someone could hear me moan. So I started again with wanking, close to the edge and slapped the balls again hard.

My balls still hurt and my erection stopped directly.

I did not cum and at the moment it will not possible for me to cum, because my balls really hurt.

The picture you find enhanced.

I hope, I did it well for your fun!?

Your young-bound 

young-bound: Second Day Assignment Morning Report

from his email:

 Good morning Mistress, thank you for changing my assignment. I will do all that you told me to do. 

Now i send you a picture of my morning boner. The shower was again painful, but i love to do it for your entertainment. 

Again it was difficult to get the load out of my frozen balls, but after a while i could give it over my cereal. The taste is still awful. I will never like it i fear.

You will get my report about the new evening procedure to your mail account, like you want it. 

Your young-bound.

Tiffany: young-bound's new assignments

young-bound is a straight and healthy young man who asked to serve as a submissive. As I mentioned earlier, I decided that - of the two boys I am playing with - he would be my pain toy. I also thought it might be fun to subject him to some man-on-may experience. I knew he would hate it but that it would be a good way to test the limits of his obedience.

Wednesday and Thursday, I had him surf the web for gay porn and masturbate to it. The first time, he reported that he could not get an erection. I told him to repeat the exercise and still, he failed. It was amusing enough, so I moved him on to something else.

I told him to go watch some of his favorite porn and play with himself until he was just about to cum. At that point, he was to stop and give his ball sack a few good smacks. He was to repeat this three times, then send me a pic of his aching sack.

After that, he was free to go off to work and go about his day as usual, though he was still under strict orders not to masturbate without permission.

pretty-boy: second day assignment

Good morning mistress.
I did what u told me to do, i cum over myself and eat some .
Iv now put myself back in chastity belt .
I will try to get time tomorrow to go to clothes shop and try on 3 dress as u told me to do .
I wait for more instructions from u .
Your,toy sally 

This is me this morning mistress
Your toy, sally 

young-bound: First day Assignments

Mistress, here were your assignments:

1 - read the entries at this blog. They are about you. your name when you communicate with me is young-bound. http://submissivetothecircle.blogspot.com/

2 - when you rise each morning, you are to make your cock stiff with your hand then send me a photo of yourself naked. when you take your morning shower, cold water only. when you eat your breakfast, you are to jerk yourself off and cum on it before eating it.

3 - each evening, you will find me two videos of men sucking each other's cocks. One black man, one white man. You will jerk off watching the videos. I understand you are not gay, which is why I am making you do these things.

I will be awating your reply tomorrow.

Here is my reply:

y-b: Mistress Tiffany, thank you very much for trying it with me. I will do what you asked me for, but for the morning procedure it was unfortunately to late, sorry. I was already on work, when i read your message.

Is it ok to start tomorrow? Please.

How do i have to name you?

Omg, I'm so excited. Sorry.

later:

y-b: I could only find videos, where one of them blows the other, but not in return. I tried to masturbate, but did not get a boner, at least I managed to get the cum out without a stiff cock. Does this count??

Sorry to dissapoint you right at the first day.
 

My beautiful Mistress's response:

In answer to your sad little questions:

yes you may begin eating your own cum tomorrow.

you may address me as Mistress

Send me a link to the video you watched.

Watch it again and masturbate again. Put your finger in your mouth and suck it the way the man in the video is sucking his partner.

You did not disappoint me. I did not expect much from a worm like yourself

y-b: 

Mistress, here are the links:

I did again what you told me, my picture will follow in the morning. Hope you like it. Your young-bound
http://findgaytube.com/black-gay-dude-gives-interracial-blowjob-in-public_172360.html
http://findgaytube.com/jacobs-interracial-blowjob_187234.html

- K