Well… I think I’m officially a good boy again.

I got through my backlog. The Women in History pieces are written, the Sub’s Corner articles are finally out of draft mode, and the pile of unfinished work that had been staring at me every morning has shrunk down to something that actually looks manageable.

Now, before anybody congratulates me too much, I know I created a different problem. Dumping a mountain of completed articles into the pipeline means somebody else has to proofread them, edit them, send revisions back, and get everything ready for publication. So to everyone who suddenly found themselves buried under my productivity… sorry. I know catching up on my work created more work for you.

The good news is that once you’re caught up, staying caught up is a whole lot easier than climbing out of a hole. That’s my plan now. No more letting drafts pile up. No more pretending I’ll “get to it tomorrow.” I already learned where that road leads, and it ends with disciplinary letters, an angry Command Domme, and a very sore backside.

As for my chastity…

I’m hoping my Owner decides I’ve earned my freedom soon.

Notice I said hoping.

I’m not asking.

I’ve actually learned something through this whole punishment series. If I start whining, hinting, negotiating, or asking when I’m getting unlocked, all I’m really doing is reminding her that I still want the key. That seems like a fantastic way to stay locked another week.

So I’m keeping my mouth shut.

I’ll keep writing. I’ll keep meeting my deadlines. I’ll keep answering emails before they become archaeological discoveries. And when she decides the time is right, she’ll unlock me.

Until then, I’ll just keep being productive.

It’s amazing what a motivated little caged idiot can accomplish.