This is from another of my Written Punishment boys (not WP2). I've posted it, along with more information about how I first started assigning Written Punishments and which ones I enjoy most, in my blog at male-service.com, but also wanted to post it here for your enjoyment.
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Dear Mistress Magick,
Thank you for accepting my work, it makes me happy to know that the work was up to your high standards. As you noted, the scanner itself has seen better days, and does produce some spots.
I will remember your suggestion of a thank you paragraph if I'm required to write lines to you once again.
Thank you for granting me an orgasm, it was enjoyable to give myself release on your command. You requested that I think of and report on other offences:
In terms of other porn-viewing occasions, there are so many that it's difficult to know where to begin. I have been interested in porn and kinky porn for many years, and have spent quite a lot of time viewing it. I have nothing against the production or viewing of porn per se, though I find that the way porn is produced and consumed is quite symptomatic of the subjugation and objectification of women in society. However, I often have found myself spending many hours viewing porn, in search of the one picture that really does it for me and takes me over the edge. These are hours that I'm spending on my own pleasure, rather than doing more productive things for myself or for my Goddess. The submissive in me finds the waste of hours of time looking at porn to be unacceptable.
However, one common situation does stand out to me. My partner is an early riser and often goes to bed before me. I am a late bird, so I would often not go to bed with her, but rather stay up a bit later. Often I would feel horny and end up staying up very late, viewing porn and masturbating. And I would usually feel guilty afterwards...I should have been pleasuring and hugging my Goddess, but instead I've wasted my time objectifying other women and focusing my energy on them.
The other thing that I've felt deserves to be punished is my sometimes leering behaviour on the street. I smoke (yes, I do want to quit at some point, but not right at the moment. And when I do I think I want to keep quitting and my kink separate.) so when I'm at work I go outside the building and smoke. When I do so, I often find myself pacing around and turning my head in order to have a look at the buttocks of women who walk by on the sidewalk. Now, I think it's somewhat natural to look at an attractive person who walks by. But it's another thing to do so in an obvious way...and I think I cross that line sometimes. Especially when I'm feeling horny, I will leer at the bottoms of the women who walk by. I would like to change this behaviour, and I have to some extent, but there is also something quite natural and automatic about eyeing attractive people who walk by. I feel that some discipline might do me some good, though I also struggle to find a good strategy to avoid leering. Do I stare at the ground instead? There is just something so natural about watching the women walk by, I struggle to avoid it.
As to my feelings being punished, I found the experience quite powerful. I had to muster the courage to ask for a punishment on the list. Requesting punishment is a weird thing. I didn't think I'd really enjoy writing all those lines, so requesting something that will be less than pleasant is a weird thing. But I also kink on it. One thing is kinking on the punishment and having a sort of play 'offence' to justify it. But if it is something that I really feel bad about and want to change, then it somehow goes beyond just play somehow. Because a lot of kinky play is activity that I really like...but writing lines?? But I asked...and waited for a response.
I was quite excited when I got your response. I have found that anticipation can be very stimulating, guessing at what your punishment might be. I thought of doing the lines not because I wanted to, but because I wanted to improve myself and also obey a dominant woman. So that was a happy, nervous sort of anticipation. When I got the assignment, I was still quite turned on by the thought of the punishment. I savoured the opportunity to carry out your command.
Once I began writing the lines, I found it tedious, boring and painful. It was not really fun to spend all that time writing lines and having my hand hurt, even if I am a bit of a masochist. However, I knew why I was writing them and knew that I just needed to go ahead and finish. Wearing a thong while writing them also reminded me of my submission and my desire to be a good submissive slut. In my mind I thought that this punishment might help me to avoid the offensive behaviour, which made me hopeful at the same time. And I have to say I am proud that I now haven't viewed porn since the beginning of last weekend. Not really much time to be proud of, but it is nonetheless satisfying.
All that time, I didn't masturbate. With my lover not around and knowing I didn't have permission to orgasm, I found it was actually easier than I thought to abstain from playing with myself. When she is around, I think I find her presence arousing (as it should be!) and so chastity periods can be quite teasing and frustrating. But this one has been a bit easier, perhaps because I've started to exercise on a more regular basis in the last couple of weeks. I find that does alter the patterns of my libido.
When I finally finished all the lines, I was quite happy and pleased with myself. I scanned them and converted the files (I'm a techie IT person, but it still took me a couple hours to scan and convert!) and sent them off to you. Then began another period of anticipation. But we subs must learn that sometimes we have to wait. Would you accept them? Would I get an additional punishment? Would I be granted an orgasm. Submitting to your decisions in those matters is both slightly nerve-racking and also quite erotic.
I waited in anticipation of your email and instructions. When I received your email, I was joyed to hear that I could have an orgasm. This morning, I did my 15 minutes exercise, then kneeled in the bedroom and masturbated to thoughts of you, of submitting to your punishment, of my Lovely Goddess, and of how it is to have someone else controlling my cock. I came in the shot glass. Then I tipped it back and drank it. It went down pretty quick. I really dislike the taste of my cum, I just don't enjoy it. It was quite difficult to do, but I know what my orders were and carried them out. Drinking my own seed feels quite powerful, as it really is something that I would *not* follow through with if left to my own devices. But I did it, and it feels like a very submissive act. I also feel there is a sort of justice to it, since I am 'cleaning up my own mess' instead of leaving stains on bed sheets, underwear, etc. So it's powerful, but I'd definitely say I'm not used to the taste itself...I don't think I'll ever get used to that. Now the taste of a woman, on the other hand... :)
And so that's where I am now. It's after midnight, but I still feel like I can feel a bit of the salty protein-rich taste on my tongue. And another day has past in which I have not viewed porn. And now I wonder when my next orgasm might be...since I have agreed that that is not in my control right now.
Thank you for taking the time to punish me, and for controlling my cock. It is a sometimes contradictory and strange journey, but I find it quite captivating and exciting. I guess that's sexual submission.
Thank you for reading these rambling notes I have written.
Yours truly,
SeekingP
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