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| I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson.
I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. I am in detention because I am a nasty little pervert with a nasty little perverted blog. I must write lines so that I learn not to post pictures of my betters for sexual gratification or humour. Every 25 lines I write, I will put up my hand and ask Miss Hunter for a caning. Then I will return to writing. I will not stop until Miss Hunter decides that I have learned my lesson. Miss? |
Servitor-
Ah, yes, the old copy/paste commands. Do you think she knows?
Reminds me of things that used to occur in my early days of learning about FemDom on IRC.
Online Dommes who gave orders like typing her entire name, not using auto-complete. Stupid things like that which could not be checked.
-saratoga
Ah, Saratoga, you caught me out.
But then it does clearly state in the introduction to the blog, that nothing here is intended to be in the slightest degree realistic, does it not? I therefore reserve my right to fantasise about being forced to write lines, while in fact copying and pasting blocks of five…
Line writing is a funny thing for me IRL. More than anything else (even pain) I find it humiliating and unpleasant at the time, but just thinking about it at other times excites me beyond measure. I suspect it is because, although I hate and resent it, I actually do it as she commands.
My first ever linewriting for her was a real baptism of fire: 500 lines, commanded almost playfully by text after I had been to see her, to be completed (with emailed photo proof, since you're so keen on versimilitude!) that very night. 3am…wow.
I hated every moment of it. I so adore her.
The above, incidentally, is a very rare exception to the rule that everything on this blog is untrue. Some of it isn't.
No cut and paste with my fountain pen
LW