Fried Cherry Blossom Princess

I've been hobbled. Master noticed last night that one of the comfy positions I like to get into when I am trying to sleep is... a risk... for having me rub myself against the mattress.

I sometimes lie on my front with one leg stretched out at full length and I draw the other knee up and a little bit outwards. I draw my knee up quite high, much higher than my waist - I'm quite flexible! It's very comfy but it does put my pussy in just the right position that rocking my hips would rub it against the bed.

He noticed it last night. I swear - and I promised him and Alouette that I hadn't been doing that. Not like the other night when I earned myself a punishment that I totally deserved.

They believe me. 😇 But just to be sure, Alouette had a suggestion for Master. They hobbled my knees - they tied them together so that if I draw one knee up, the other has to come with it. Not a very tight tie - there's about 20cm (8 inches) of free rope.

But still it means I can't press or rub that way because it forces me to lie on my side if I draw my knees up.  Unless I want to stick my bottom right up in the air. Which is definitely not a comfy sleeping position. And it's a very conscious reminder of how I was a bad girl. And it put my new earworm in my head again:

"I am a weak horny slut who can't control myself. I deserve to be punished."

For about the first 10 minutes after they hobbled my knees, I was wildly turned on. It was absurdly exciting until I settled down. They've kept me hobbled that way this morning, under my skirt. It's not very restricting. I can take normal steps, though I can't take long strides.

But I can feel it there the whole time. And I could feel ever time I moved in bed. Because my legs don't move separately, turning over from front to back is a little more awkward. Getting out of bed means scooting along on my bottom until both legs are off the bed.

Lying on my side makes me aware of the knots in the rope. They're not big but I have to be aware of them to get into a comfortable position. And it makes my bottom stick out to the side and presses it up against Master or Alouette. Which is... quite distracting.

We won't leave it on when we go out this afternoon. But for this morning, around the house. I'm very... aware... of it. Of the slight pressure of the rope on my legs. I have a blush every time I move because it makes me think again about how I'm being punished and denied. And I smile because it feels a little silly.