How This All Started

The girl is not a slave, she is a sub.  She has a D - she has 2; she also has none.  The girl is in limbo.  The girl finds this unsettling. 

This all started when the girl was first married.  She had needs.  She wanted to be tightly laced into a corset.  She owned four of them - 2 custom made, 1 leather and one off-the-rack.  The nice thing about corsets are the laces.  They are long enough to use to bind your arms or hands.  Very handy.  She wanted her husband to hit her while she was bound.  She asked her husband to do this and he did.  He was very good at it.  It was a magical experience, but only to her.  Her husband found it made him uncomfortable.  He never did it again.  He eventually slipped and fell into another woman's vagina.  Oops.

The irony is that he lives the lifestyle now.  Pisses the girl off to this day.

Then the girl married another man and again, it was not a hobby she shared with him. He never was able to answer the question, "Top, Bottom or Switch?"  He didn't understand it, but never made an effort to try to.

What is a girl to do?

It started one night on Facebook.  The girl couldn't sleep and was watching her favorite movie Secretary.  She made a silly post about changing her name to Lee Holloway.  A friend from high school messaged her about it and they started talking.  About lots of things current and in the past.  She told him about the things she liked and the situation she was in.  They continued to share messages, although the "just talking" turned a bit inappropriate in a really good way.  But still, it was her talking to him, that's it.

Then one day they were talking about boring everyday stuff and out of the blue he tells her to do something and not to text him back until it was done.

The girl didn't know what to think:  Was he serious?  He couldn't be serious. He's joking, right?  So three days go by without a word from him.  He ignored her.  And it excited her, and drove her mildly insane.  Finally they talk and have an amazing round of sexting/phone sex.  Nothing more was said about the order he gave her...

Memorial weekend was coming up and the girl needed to get her house in order for company to come up.  Her house is 4200 sq ft and is a bitch to clean.  Add to that 3 kids and the clean up is never ending.  Out of the blue she gets a text:  "Bathrooms scrubbed now."

She didn't hesitate or think this time.  She got up out of bed, got her cleaning supplies and started working.  She was also told to put on her tightest heels to work in.  It was the most thorough  job she has ever done cleaning her house and the most fun she had while doing it.

There is of course more to the story, but that is enough, for now...