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Caught by Nanny!

I’d noticed that several pairs of my black tights had mysteriously disappeared from my room.  I suspected my young charge, but had been biding my time, hoping to get some proof before confronting him.  He calls me “Nanny” but really he’s too...

The Birth of an Intelligent Domme – Part XII

I sent Slave Tony a butt plug the next day and like a good boy he promptly called me back three or four days later per the instructions I included with what I called a “peace offering.”  He sounded anxious, humble and not at all like the person he...

The Birth of an Intelligent Domme – Part IX

Having a good body to attract submissive women was Tony’s reason for exercising religiously.  Now that he was refraining from the submissive females at the S&M club to be with me, working out became a vehicle for pleasing me, as pleasing me and appeasing me...