An update. An update! With actual content!

Dear readers,

it has been quite some time since this blog saw an update with actual content.

Unfortunately my private situation doesn't allow for writing myself at the moment. However, as I am a switcher, I also enjoy setting lines for others to write, and I had the pleasure of having a pupil under strict detention recently. Let's call her Anastasia (she doesn't want to be mentioned by her real name here).

I don't want to bore you with the details. Let's just say that Anastasia had to write lines for me a week ago. And I gave a strict rules and a strict timetable - her detention included writing lines and standing in the corner at set times. Because she broke some of those rules (only minor things - but really, does it matter? Breaking a rule is not tolerated) she asked for another detention.

I told her to write this paragraph 75 times:

"My teachers know best what is good for me and my education. I therefore have to follow the rules they have set me at all times. If I misbehave or break the school rules they have every right and obligation to punish me in order to correct and improve my behaviour. These lines serve as reminder that I did not follow the rules and have disappointed my teachers."

To add some spice, and to not let her get into a writing flow, I gave a strict schedule of alternating writing and corner time. This was at her own request. I'm not sadistic enough to come up with that idea myself ;-) and I certainly wouldn't want that to be imposed on me, especially as it doesn't quite fit into my concept of a school detention. Afterwards she confirmed that she simultaneously liked and hated it.

Now as I said, I'm not sadistic. However, when I checked her lines I couldn't help but have an evil smile on my face when I looked at one of her discarded pages.
I told her that I wanted her to write on both sides of the paper. And that I wanted all papers completely free of mistakes, that means front and back side. So if she did a mistake on the back side, well that's too bad, because she had to discard the front side as well.

 

What happened to Anastasia here is pretty much the worst case scenario. Making a mistake on the penultimate line of page 8 - and having to discard page 7 and 8 in the process. Poor girl. I wish I could have been there in the very moment when she realised she made a mistake, just to see her face.

What I liked about the whole detention was that the thrill for me is basically the same. I love the thought of the opposites - one person under strict rules, the other person free to do as he or she pleases - but being the teacher has the benefit that it is less time consuming. :-)

Anastasia wrote a little story based upon her experience that day. While many details come from her fantasy, the general procedure is based on pretty much what happened. Have fun reading it (click "read more" to see it).

Thank you, Anastasia, for letting me publish your story.

-Cornelia

Just a quick update

Dear readers,

again I made some improvements to the blog. You will now find a bunch of labels on the right side of the page. That should make navigation easier especially if you're only interested in some of the topics of this blog. Let me know if you have any other ideas, or if everything gets too overloaded.

I won't be able to conduct any schoolgirl activity in the next 2 weeks, but after that I finally should be able to provide some actual content here again. :-)

-Cornelia

I'm still alive!

Dear readers,

yes, I'm still alive. Unfortunately there have been two issues that have prevented me from doing any schoolgirly activity lately. For one thing I had, and still have, a lot of stuff to do at work. Often I feel exhausted when I come home and just want to relax. The other thing is my switcher mentality. As I mentioned in earlier posts, I'm not just a sub but sometimes also a dom. And sometimes I'm neither and don't care about all that kinky stuff. :o)

Lately I just haven't been in sub-mode at all but I now feel that slowly changing again (yeah, this process sometimes take a while for me). I slowly begin to fantasize again about being a schoolgirl, having to do homework and so on. It may still take a while before I'm fully there but I have a feeling that you'll see more updates again in this blog by the end of May. I certainly hope so, too. Would be a shame if this blog dies.

While I was writing this, Señorita
Sanchez and I chatted on YM and
she said that I should have done the
laundry before going online.
She made me kneel while typing
the remaining blog entry.
Fortunately, the kneeling doesn't
ruin your day like writing lines does,
so I complied even though
I'm not in sub-mode yet.

At least I'm slowly beginning to wear my school uniform again from time to time. Strangely, I'm sometimes hesitant to put it on but when I finally wear it then it feels good. Today it was the same thing. I have a mostly relaxing Sunday in front of me (at least after I finished cleaning the apartment), and this morning I pondered whether to put on my school uniform, or just a t-shirt and pants. I mean, why put on the uniform when I'm just doing the laundry, watching DVDs, or reading a book? After what seemed like an eternity I finally opted for the uniform. And when I felt the stiff blouse collar, the restricting blazer and all the other things, I again wondered why I was so hesitant. It feels great, why don't I treat myself with it more often?

Warning, the following is more of a personal ramble.

The only reason I can think of is that I subconsciously fear to end up being alone for the rest of my life. I mean, how do I find a life partner that likes or at least tolerates these kinks? It seems that stuff like bondage has become sort of mainstream, but what about wearing a traditional school uniform and writing lines? How do I ever approach a woman about this? Even most people who are into teacher/student plays are probably more interested in corporal punishment rather than what I want from it.
It's just so strange and unusual, and there's a small urge inside me that I just want to put it all in a trunk and lock it away and not be bothered by it anymore. But it's a part of me that I can't deny. I was in a relationship before, we were together for several years. But it was (mostly) a very vanilla relationship. And while I was happy, I always felt that something was missing; that I had these deep desires in me that cannot be fulfilled in that relationship. (Just to be clear, the reason we broke up was unrelated to any sort of kinks) So I know that my next relationship needs to cater those needs. I know that this isn't the most important part of a relationship, it's about love and mutual trust. But I know that I have these kinks and that I can't lock them away. They are always coming back to haunt me, so to speak. And I would rather play these fantasies out with a partner than just having to fantasize about it, and hide it from her.

Oh well, I didn't want to make this a depressing blog entry. No need to waste more thought about this stuff for the moment as I don't think I'll be meeting a woman anytime soon. I'd rather be happy to get in contact with my like-minded blog readers. I'd be happy to read your ideas for school play or school punishments. Please leave them here.

You can also contact me on FetLife. My nickname there is "ThoCor" (just put that in the search box at the top right).

-Cornelia