R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
“Go Stand in the Corner”
Most every little girl and boy has experienced that command and punishment.
However, only a lucky few big girls have had the experience.
It has, of course, adult refinements.
First and most important, you must be naked or nearly naked in the corner. Punished, banished to the corner, you lose dignity and status. You are exposed to whatever additional punishment your Master decrees. He must be able to see your bare skin and vulnerable flesh to command the next phase properly. And you know there will be a painful next phase.
Second, you must be bound in the corner. From as simple as a wrist tie, to heavy chains or to an extensive webwork of rope, you must be bound to know you are at his mercy, and that soon, you will hurt. It is the vulnerability, not the restraint that matters.
Third, you must stand tight into the corner, your head lowered, your forehead to the wall. Your senses aroused and controlled. Your sight only on the unfocused closeness of the plaster. Your breath and smell closed in by the solid walls. But your hearing is acute. With reflection from the walls, you listen to everything carefully, intently. Do you wonder what your Master is doing? What equipment might he be assembling? When will he come for you? Your skin tingles with hypersensitivity, anticipating the pain to come.
Sweet Torture – Unreasoning Fear – Uncontrolled Arousal - Delightful Anticipation.
“Go Stand in the Corner” How much you love those words!
Good Night Sweet Lassie
[D} My favorite waiting.