Journal 08
Jenna 22
Veterinary assistant
- Life
- Modest income. Roommates. A clinic that smells like disinfectant and treats.
- Temper
- Animal-loving, gentle, a little awkward once the small talk runs out.
Kinks
- Heavy spanking
- Public collar
I hold animals for a living and I'm gentler with them than I am with people, mostly because people are harder to read. The collar is under the scrubs all shift. The animals are not part of this. They go home. This is me and men who have agreed what the collar means.
After hours I want the ground. I want to crawl in the clinic lot while someone I trust films it, and I want the spanking heavy enough that I stop apologizing for wanting it. I'm a person the whole time. That's why it works.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
Carpet, then the belt
At his place I'm braver because the floor is soft and the door is locked. I crawled from the hallway to the couch in the collar and nothing else. He didn't make me perform a trick. I don't do tricks. I want the posture and the praise and the moment praise turns into pain. Hand first, then the belt, across my ass and the tops of my thighs while I…
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Everyone else clocked out. I locked the side door, took the scrubs top off in the car, and left the collar on. Skirt I could crawl in. My knees don't love asphalt. I stop caring once it starts. He met me by the dumpsters the building camera doesn't reach, and he brought his phone because I asked him to. Down, he said. I went down. Hands on the paint marks,…
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