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Love and Hugs
MW

CHASTITY MANSION

Decisions... decisions!

I'm so tempted to launch the website, but its not as perfect as I would like. pet says if I keep waiting for it to be perfect it will never be launched!

There are still extra features I want to add, but maybe I will just let it run as it is.

I can't decide whether or not to visit London tomorrow either. I'm contemplating visiting Olympia to see the Times Creme exhibition for Executive PAs and Secretaries.

I still haven't decided where I'm going in the future... Masters or a PA course? One I *know* will make me happy and the other will make a lot of other people happy... lol.

Oh... the website if you want to bookmark it is www.chastitymansion.com

Website?!

I've been asked elsewhere what's happened to my imminent website?!

It's pretty much ready to be up and running, but me being me and a perfectionist, there was something I wanted on it that is taking longer to find/program than I realised. But I *WANT* it on the site, so it's being worked on.

Also I'm revising for my final exam (Monday 12th) so I haven't been chasing pet up so hard on the matter as maybe I should have. Add to the (unusual) UK sunshine I have been sunning myself which is infinately nicer than staying indoors with my laptop!

I would take the laptop outside, but knowing me I'd either spill lotion on it or drop it in the pool. *lol*

Well I was stood up!

Fortunately I hadn’t left the house, although it was 8pm which was when we’d agreed to meet. I got the message that his friend’s car had broken down… oh etc etc etc. Whatever it was, I was stood up!

I was pretty miserable, pet was delighted. Actually he was pretty good, offered to open a bottle of wine (which he NEVER does, we don’t drink much!) and we decided I would get dressed up and have some photos taken to try and boost my ego.

We had a lovely evening together, and I was really glad I didn’t get to go out in the end. After all, the guy was being a little bit *odd* here and there, so I was probably safer at home. This was brought to my attention by a friend on a message board today.

Doesn’t make me feel much better though. My Dominatrix confidence has taken yet another battering, and I just feel really “blah” about the whole situation.

Anyway, here’s one of the pics:---->>>>

Excited/Nervous

I’m very nervous. I’m going out tonight.

Not on a date, not out hunting for an Alpha Male, just out with some old (male) schoolfriends.

The pressure is immense! I’m annoyed at myself for making such a fuss actually. For some reason I feel the need to look my absolute best, even though I’m not the slightest bit interested in my companions for anything other than conversation.

Is it one of those “reunion” moments, where you just feel you must prove to everyone you have the most successful life? I fall for those terribly, and its very unattractive…. “oh we’ve had Christmases in the Bahamas and Mexico, Oh my husband earns more in a month than some people earn in a year” somehow the “Oh and my marriage failed and I’ve lost all that now” never enters into the conversation. I usually go with “Yes I’m still married, but I’m living with my boyfriend”… God I’m horrible!

I really mustn’t think too much, I must just enjoy myself! The guys I’m going with don’t appeal to me at all so I figured I could have a great night out without worrying about misbehaving.

So… important things!
1) Dress – I have a new dress I bought Thursday, and it looked great in the shop. Its black with white stars on, above knee length and with a buckle belt detail at the front. Failing that, the pink dress will be on standby! Both are sexy, but not in a clingy (which I can’t do!) short, OTT way.
2) Shoes – Oh my! This is always so difficult. If we go pink, its easy… white boots. But the new dress? I have a lovely pair of high black sandals with diamante buckles on (ohhh the buckles would match!) Orrrr… do I wear my black boots. Hmmm, will have to try later!
3) Handbag – VERY important item! Got to be big enough to carry my rubbish but small enough to sit unobtrusively on the table! I do have a smallish black one with stars somewhere, but that might be a bit too “matchy”… I’ll look out for one when shopping today. Bugger… better look for a white one in case I wear the pink dress!
4) Accessories – I always wear the heart/key combination with the pink dress, but I don’t really want to get into the “whats that key for” conversation… because I’ll tell everyone everything! Lol Might have to check what I have and then go shopping!
5) Hair – I hate my hair!!!! I did an overnight hair treatment so it shouldn’t be too fluffy. I’ll straighten this morning and then maybe do a couple of curls tonight.
6) Make up – I have plenty of make up, but feel the need for new mascara and nail polish!
7) Underwear – Oh… a Bridget Jones moment. Only I’m fortunate enough to know nobody will be going anywhere near my undies… I’ll look for something to make me look a bit slimmer! Hehehehe.

Is that everything?

Told you I was obsessed. Keep you updated!

Thank you...

For all the lovely comments, I do read and digest every one!

I'm glad you're all here for my complicated journey.

UPDATE on the site... We are virtually ready to go, and have been for a while. The software update we waited for is now up and running, but I have a few things to tweak. I'm pondering whether or not to launch when its ready, or on the day our Lori device arrives (hopefully before the end of May). Anyway, it won't be long now!

I need to be reclassified. From what to what I have no idea but I feel like it's from "Learning Domme with Inexperienced sub" to "Learning Domme with a lazy boyfriend who just doesn't get it!"
I'm obviously having a bad day, but I'm sick of working myself to death AND have to save every moment of "quality alone time" with my pet for kinky D/s sex.
Don't get me wrong. I love D/s sex, I love the play, the dressing up, the fantasising, the planning, bondage, punishment, humiliation... but PLEASE can I have something in return?
Remember that I was coerced into this. I didn't ask to be the Domme, but now that I am I want to relish every moment. I want TIME to pamper myself every evening, to make myself feel a Goddess and just to relax and fantasise my deviant dreams.
I'm happy to be a housewife and a mother... but I really REALLY can't cope with housewife, mother, DIY enthusiast, gardener, chef... and on it goes.
I ache today, I'm in a lot of pain. I don't know why but I think I'm just worn out. (Oh Goddess am I *that* old?)
I know what you will answer... dump him, find another sub, turn cuckoldress... but I can't it's not in me.
I have to admit that I'm fantasising more about cuckoldress more often. It's what's in my head and how I verbally humiliate during sex now. But its not right for me in many ways, mainly children... I couldn't hide it well enough and I couldn't explain it to them.
I wish to heavens that I could take it back, never have tasted the Domme lifestyle, and carried on as vanilla-with-kink me... I'm just not very happy today.
Oh and if your other suggestion is "communicate", every time I try to talk to him I'm "moaning" or he complains that he "can't do anything right" or "I know the problem is with me"... but he just doesn't seem to want to do anything about it.
So... thanks for listening.

Still waiting for our device!

It wasn’t teeth, we thought it was chicken pox, turns out it was a virus, and now she has an ear infection. Joys of parenthood!

Well, I had a lovely day yesterday despite the fact I was revising throughout. For some bizarre reason I seemed to attract a lot of male internet attention. I have no idea why, but I had PM conversations going, a Facebook conversation going and general attention in my direction. I’m not complaining!

Thank you to those of you with whom I engaged in lengthy conversations. I had some very kinky ideas developing in my mind, oh and some boring ones regarding my life… we’ll skip over those.

Not many days now until our device turns up (I hope!) I keep checking and checking the site to see if it has been created. I’ve been thinking more about chastity lately, and what I want when we can go full time.

I still have a niggle that it won’t fit correctly straight away, and I don’t want to get my hopes up too much, but other than that I can’t wait to get training my naughty little pet.

Last night he was up at midnight and rushed out to get Grand Theft Auto IV. I didn’t mind, I was jealous… *I* wanted to be in line chatting with all the sad, nerdy boys… they’re so easy to flirt with. A little bit of female attention (real life that is, not booby bouncing anime chicks!... although I quite fancy those myself!) and they’re gagging for it. What appears to make it hotter for them is the fact I am also a bit of an XBOX nerdette. (OK, a fairly new XBOX nerdette, but still…they don’t know that!) Oh, if anyone would like to add me to their XBOX friends list, do drop me a chatty email with your ID and I might add you.

Distracted… ummm… oh yes, naughty, selfish pet. He is now sleeping it off because not only did he buy it, he stayed up all night playing it. I’m just jealous. He didn’t get me a copy (they were limited) so I’m in a bit of a sulk. Also I’m still revising so I can’t get right into it straight away.

So I have to sleep in bed with baby wriggling and fidgeting, and get up at a ridiculous hour to revise, get ready and go sit my first exam. So I’m a peeved about the whole thing and feel like a little discipline wouldn’t go amiss.

Oh… I have also found my camera, which means I have some pictures of charlotte (first version) that I need to up-load. That was when charlotte was blonde, she’s a brunette now and it suits her much better. I have a lovely little outfit I’m just desperate to get charlotte into, so here’s hoping for some quality time soon!

Teething!

No... its not a kinky new idea, its my baby daughter!

I feel like I haven't slept in weeks (although it's actually just a few days).

I'm completely shattered, although I have managed to get up drop-dead early twice this week and go on my treadmill, so I am feeling a bit better about myself.

pet is being fairly well behaved, but we have had our usual conflicts... mainly due to tiredness.

Hopefully we'll be back on track soon with everything once life settles down!

I can't wait!

I don’t think its been any secret that since I ordered a Lori device for my pet I haven’t really wanted it to turn up.
The whole lifestyle just wasn’t appealing to me, it seemed like too much pressure, I didn’t think I was good enough at it…. Ad infinitum!
But… yesterday something happened to get me excited again!
At the end of March we had been to Sh! And bought 2 new dildos for our strapons, a longer, thinner one for me to use on pet, and a shorter, fatter one for pet to use on me. I wasn’t bothered, I didn’t really see the point, but we don’t go to London very often so I thought we might as well get them “just in case”.
We’ve never got round to using them, firstly because I hadn’t been interested and secondly because we never have the child-free time for kinky sex sessions lately.
Our baby girl was supposed to be going away for the night on Thursday, but illness got in the way and it didn’t happen. Pet and I had “sort of” been thinking about doing something sexy, if not necessarily kinky, and we were both really upset that we wouldn’t be able to… the feelings escalated and eventually I flipped my lid saying I was desperate to get kinky!
Pet immediately phoned his mother, made arrangements and within a couple of hours we would be alone together!!! Hooray!!!
I made sure I sent pet on a few errands whilst I prepared at home. First thing was to pop a DVD on whilst I tidied the bedroom, so every so often I would look up and see this guy dressed in a fishnet body stocking with a huge penis fucking two girls and being sucked off… it was delicious!
I put our new playsheet on the bed, it looked great, really set the mood. Then I got out all our dildos for the strap on and lay them out on the side, along with different lubricants and a couple of anal toys.
I lay out all my crops and paddles by the bed, hung the body sack, hood and butt plug harness over the end of the bed, and attached the chains to the foot and head of the bed. I was starting to overdose on horniness!
I chose an outfit for charlotte, and got all her make up and things ready. It was my intention to play with charlotte more than anything else… but it didn’t work out like that.
Pet returned home with flowers, chocolates and delay spray! (All my errands) I made him strip at the door and told him he was to crawl everywhere unless told otherwise.
I made him arrange my flowers for me (whilst crawling on the kitchen floor!) and then sent him upstairs.
I had so many things planned that I can’t really fathom what happened next!
Because it had been a long time since we played, I had printed off a nice long checklist for pet to tick yes and nos for the session… I made him kneel there at my feet and fill it in. It seemed to take forever! I think he was playing for time and that pissed me off… so when he finished I screwed the whole thing up, threw it away and told him I didn’t give a fuck what he liked and didn’t like and I would do what I wanted!
I wanted to be fucked, and with all premature ejaculation problems lately we put the spray on (pet was NOT happy saying it burned, which worried me for a minute, so we went 1-10 scale of pain, which progressed quite quickly from 8-8-8-6-3) I figured it would take time to work so I made him put my new big dildo in the strap on.
I think I got a little carried away with the humiliation and told him to get the lubricant because I would need it for such a big fat cock, not like his pathetic little penis.
Then he fucked me…I haven’t been fucked like that in a long time. I felt so full and so horny, this was the perfect dildo! And all the time I was watching my pet’s little face as he ploughed away… it was amazing.
I came so hard, and so wet. My g-spot had been rammed senseless. I could feel the fluids gushing over the dildo and down over pet’s little cock. He knew I’d loved every second of it.
Then he tried to fuck me with his own penis. It was as good as ever, but I wasn’t going to tell him that! I was still horny after he came, so I went back to the strap-on… more than a few times! Being fucked with it, then riding it as hard as I could. I was loving every minute of it.
Pet was a little frustrated that he wasn’t getting much “fun”. I did play with milking for a little while, but I was too horny to concentrate, so I wrapped him up in the body bag and hood, sat on his face for a while, and then went back to riding the dildo.
Previously I was worried about the “not being fucked” part of chastity. I love being fucked, I thought I was going to miss my pet… but now I can’t wait!
He went to the bathroom at some point and I was just sooooooooo relaxed, sprawled naked on the bed, not shy at all, just calm… waiting for more, and he looked at me and said “omg, your sex drive has come back” like it was a double edged sword!
He was very quiet for the rest of the evening. We went out to dinner in a lovely pub and it was very romantic, and he would mention every so often how hard I’d ridden the new dildo, and how his cock used to have the same effect.
This morning I feel truly fucked. I really feel like I’ve had the long fucking sessions we used to have when we first got together.
In short… I’m a very happy Mistress today! (And still horny!)

EXCITING NEWS!

We have purchased a domain name...
We have purchased the software...
We are working on setting up the forums...

We will keep you posted!

Website hell...

My regular chastity website is down again. Not that I've posted there much lately because it refuses to remember any password I use. I have to keep reregistering, and tbh, I can't be bothered with it!

I noticed another chastity forum pop up due to it's regulars being annoyed they can't access *their* regular chastity website. Both those websites were horribly simple and just plain....well... plain!

Methinks it may be time to revisit our webhosting dreams.

I won't protect you...

Things aren’t fabulous here lately. Haven’t been for a long time.
I have huge problems if my sexual needs aren’t met, and my pet appears to have no desire to fulfil these needs at the moment.
Everything has returned to a dreary vanilla… only worse.
Sex is now the traditional “jump on top, fuck for less than a minute, feel terrible, jump off and sulk”.
Foreplay has vanished. If I even attempt to regain some sort of intimacy I am groped in return.
Anyway, by the by…
Yesterday we had an argument. I tried my hardest to turn things around and was promptly taken for granted.
I attempted to initiate some form of sex in the morning, but pet was too tired. Once I began to think about it, I was actually relieved. I can no longer deal with this “woe is me, I’m crap in bed business”
Today things went from bad to worse, with an ensuing thrashing about of the beloved Facebook.
My pet has mainly female friends… slim, pretty, female friends. I am wary and jealous. My husband stopped having sex with me because I am “fat and unattractive” and then went off to fuck a slim, young, pretty Russian. Of course I’m scared. I’m 12 years older than him, I’ve had baby # 4 in the last year, I’ve gained 2 or 3 stone and I hate myself.
I do not feel any inch the Goddess or Mistress, and with this attitude I’m sure you agree… I do not deserve such a title.
What struck me most about the whole argument is that he said “I won’t protect you” and continued (I can’t remember the exact words) to explain that he would not consider my feelings and my irrational jealousy and would not go out of his way to prevent me from being hurt.
I have yet to sort out exactly how I feel about this. I go from despairing (I need to be looked after) to angry (well fuck you, I’ll go party my ass off and see if I can hook myself a younger, slimmer, more virile stud).
Despite the fact that he has just turned up with a Starbucks (didn’t speak, just put it down next to me) in an attempt to reconcile, I think he has probably just said the worst thing I’ve ever heard.
Maybe I’m over-reacting. But I feel seriously hurt.
I need to think…

Cagedbunny

Thank you for your comment.

I haven't written in a long time... a lot has been happening.

Minor things (like life!) have been bringing me down, my pet has been doing the odd little thing here and there (mainly baths, pampering, sexual attention) but things here have been on a low simmer rather than a hot bubbling boil.

My pet has taken a whole new direction as Charlotte. I'm struggling with these issues a little because what started out as a humiliation in the form of wearing girls panties at the weekend has turned into something slightly more serious and I'm not exactly sure where its going. I will divulge further soon, including our trip to London to a fabulous shop which caters for TS/TVs and was a wonderful experience. Charlotte is hot, now has fabulous boobs and, well, looks better in my clothes than I do!

I would prattle on, as is my usual manner, but I have a rubbish headache and need to write a whole essay on UK, Kyoto and other mind-numbing politics tomorrow. Yuk.

Thanks again to cagedbunny on prompting me to write.

Blog trouble

Haven't been able to get in for a few days, which is a pain. Even more reason to get my own website set up... sorry to get my pet to set one up!

pet didn't get the job he went for last week. He's a little bit upset, but personally I think he's also a little bit pleased, he's been having a whale of a time in the kitchen!

I've had all manner of lovely dishes. Today when I got in from Uni I had a freshly baked chocolate cake with scrummy chocolate topping! And now I'm sat in bed with a glass of red wine, waiting for my dinner.

I know... shouldn't eat in bed! But baby was awake all last night and I'm truly tired with trying to get all my assignments ready for the end of the week, so I'm being a slob and having dinner in bed!

Actually, I feel a little bit tipsy already...

All work and no play

Such is life at the moment, I barely have time to sneeze!

I have 6 days until I officially finish Uni... by which I mean attending lectures. Once this week is over I will still have one assignment to complete and 3 exams to sit, but hopefully I won't be quite so run off my feet.

Upset that my pet has not been filling in his diary, especially when I feel there was so much to write about.

I guess he thinks I won't have time to pay him attention with so much studying to complete... I'm still up for some fun and light relief, but I don't feel he's putting enough effort in. Maybe I should lock him back up. Little brat!

I'm lazy!

Because I don't exercise.

Someone called me lazy today without even knowing me. I was a bit stunned, then I laughed my head off!

Wow. If anyone knew how erratic my life can be. 3 children, virtually all pre-teen and a baby so sick we've had to spoon feed her water to get her through it. She's ok now, but the mummy in me wants her in my bed when she's having a rough night... which means I don't sleep.

I would LOVE to get up at 5 am and exercise every day. But I don't think I could do that, and be able to function properly for the rest of that day. Maybe I'm wrong. I think I'll just up the sex-quota and get fit that way!!!!

In the past couple of years I have put on a bit of weight. That usually comes with being in love! Settling down, getting comfortable, having a beautiful baby! I would have got my figure back (as I did with my previous 3 pregnancies) if I hadn't been studying a full time degree, and still being a mum, and not getting much sleep...

...so I'm not allowed to have pet motivate me to exercise. Hmmmm... Don't we all need a push to exercise for the first little while? Then we get in our stride and it becomes a little easier, then the 21 day rule says it becomes a habit...

*ponders*

Nope... I'm lazy, fat, feeble and make lots of excuses... oh well... at least I have a great fucking sex life with a man that adores me!

Plans with a life of their own

Today was lined up to be a pretty uneventful day. After my little tiff with pet last night I figured we should cuddle and chat.
I explained that I felt guilty about him serving me with domestic chores and that I was taking advantage. He explained he was perfectly happy, but I still didn’t feel convinced.
I had to go to Uni today, and I had a feeling that he would almost definitely masturbate if he was left alone all afternoon, so before we popped out shopping, I locked him up and put the key safely in my purse. Whilst he was downstairs I grabbed his box of dress up items and put stockings, suspender belt, bra, panties, necklace, wig and maids outfit into a laundry bag and left it on the unmade bed. I hadn’t decided what I was going to do yet, but I would figure that out later.
I thought about it on the drive to uni, and when I arrived I started to text him “have you settled down to play xbox yet” he replied that he had, “you’re not allowed to play yet, go upstairs and get the laundry bag off the bed”…
The instructions continued. Originally I had just planned to have him dress in the undies and let him go and play xbox for the afternoon, but events overtook themselves!
I told him to dress in the underwear and send me a photo of his locked cock with the stockings and suspenders visible. Then I asked him to dress in the maids uniform complete with shoes, and at this point I realised I needed to keep a better eye on him
I made him fetch the video camera and record everything else that followed.
I got him to make the bed whilst wearing the uniform and then decided to take advantage of his situation. I made him fetch the new vibrating anal toy and told him to strip for the camera, and then to play with the toy, acting like the little slut he is, playing to the camera for me so I could watch later. I have not seen it yet… but will update when I do!
On leaving university I sent him a text saying my bath should be ready for 6.15pm and that I would need something comfy to wear for the evening.
Arriving at home I let him take my boots and necklace off, and went to the bathroom to undress myself… sometimes a girl needs a bit of space to unwind. There was a drink on the side and my little bowl of snacks. Candles everywhere, including the new ones. Then I noticed how clean everything was. Sparkly clean, organised and tidy. It really was a pleasure to relax and enjoy. New batteries in the CD player and I listened to the radio whilst wallowing in bubbles. He checked in on me to make sure I had all I needed, and returned when I asked him to come and dry me down.
He massaged my body lotion in and dressed me.
I made him download the videos to my laptop for me before he went back to the kitchen and we had a little chat about what happened yesterday. He said he felt I was coping much better with my role on a daily basis (I had reprimanded him in Tesco for being a brat and disrespecting me) and I said I felt happier being served after administering humiliation and orders earlier in the day.
Now I got to spend some time with my kids whilst he cooked the dinner. WOW it smelled yummy… and it tasted amazing. Chicken and Mango curry with coriander, and a lovely cool glass of white wine.
We had a little snuggle and now he is off making up the baby’s bottles and tidying the kitchen.
Life is exceptionally good today!

I don't like Mondays

This morning I got pet to bring up his notebook to take notes on improving my bathing ritual. I explained all the things that were perfect and all the things that would have made it better. We then embarked on a girlie shopping trip to perfect my bathroom space. New candleholders (but no candles, the shop had a poor selection to my pet suggest we go to a garden centre when we have more time… good girl!) and a cute mini bath to keep my hair toggles in. We discussed ideas about new towels and maybe a special bowl and glass for my snacks and drink.
I also decided to try and get a punishment schedule together. For example X spankings for embarrassing me in front of my friends, or x spankings for wilful disobedience.
I went off for another hard afternoon at uni, and realised I hadn’t locked him up. I had to phone him and get him to do it himself, but I trusted him.
Everything seemed to be going ok when I got home, kids were fed, baby was fed, dinner was in the oven... but I started to get huge pangs of guilt.
I felt I wasn't nurturing pet enough, or giving enough in return... I was beginning to question our D/s situation again.
Just as I felt we were really making progress, I couldn't relax. I was getting everything I wanted, but still I was unhappy, uncomfortable, not sure if this was the right way to go.
We ended up arguing over something stupid. He was working on my website and I just got really annoyed at the tap, tapping of the keyboard, so I told him to go away. I didn't want to be near him.
He upped and left. Completely. Out the door and off in the car. I would have been upset had I been a little more awake, but I figured he'd gone to the gym to wear off the anger...
I remember him coming home later, but again, too tired to do or say anything.
I found out in the morning he'd gone shopping... and bought a cookery book. Gotta love a submissive.

Leisurely Sunday

Pet ended up sleeping on the sofa from about 4am this morning… baby in the bed again (well she is poorly!).
He did admit that after writing in his diary he went to the bathroom to pee and was tempted to masturbate but couldn’t bring himself to. He said it was much better to wait until we were together before he had an orgasm. Nice to know that I can trust him a little better these days.
He ran me a bath in the evening and things were much much better. Candles everywhere, relatively tidy, snacks and drink, bubbles and my iPod playing. He came in to check on me and came back to dry me off and dress me when I called. A vast improvement.
We snuggled up in bed, and although I wasn’t particularly in the mood I asked pet to play with my pussy to help relax me. I wasn’t enjoying it much, so I sent him to lick my pussy. I decided I really really wasn’t in the mood, so despite pet’s protestations that we really should have sex, we went to sleep. Well, I did. A little while later pet decided the best thing to do was try and wake me up by having sex with me. So I thought I would teach him a lesson. I lay there with my hands behind my head and just watched him pumping away. He gave me a little look and said “you’re not enjoying this are you” I replied “no, but its ok, if you want to use my pussy because you’re too lazy to masturbate, carry on, fuck away until you cum” needless to say he stopped and snuggled back up next to me.
“Well now I’m awake and horny you can make me cum” I said lazily. So he did. And then I fell fast asleep, happy and relaxed!

What a very busy day.

I didn’t think I was going to have a very good day to be honest. When I came downstairs to make myself a coffee there was a little EMPTY plastic pot by the kettle. I immediately realised that it had contained my pet’s frozen key. Thinking back I vaguely remembered consenting to its thawing at around 2am when my pet’s incessant whingeing about not being able to sleep got to me.
Whinge, whinge, whinge. All day. It hurts, it’s burning, it’s not comfortable when I do this. Grumpy, grumpy, grumpy. I was not a happy bunny.
I had planned to not say anything. Ignore chastity and kinks completely until he brought it up. I didn’t have to wait long. As he was getting dressed in the bedroom he got out the device and asked if he should put it on. I said it wasn’t necessary as we were going to buy him a suit and it would probably cause issues, and because I wanted to enjoy my shopping trip I told him not to put it on. He looked a little fed up.
He’d also worn pretty panties to bed, despite it not being the weekend and asked if he could wear them shopping. Again I said no due to the suit fitting. I wasn’t in the mood to be mean or tease him with the shop assistants, otherwise I might have considered it. Again, he looked a little fed up. Ah well… shouldn’t be so darn stroppy then and make me in a bad mood!
The day passed without much to comment on. I got a kick out of the suit buying. I also got a kick out of many MANY admiring glances! Hehehehe.
I wore my new dress, it’s plum/raspberry coloured with white lace trim. It is a pretty, floaty, crinkled chiffon and skims my knee...
Oh I love the internet… look! A picture of my dress! As you can see it has a beautiful plunging neckline and teaming the outfit with calf length, white, heeled boots drew a bit of attention. Ok, a LOT of attention. It’s still cold in the UK so it wasn’t really an appropriate outfit to wear shopping. It’s also bright, and people only seem to wear black and brown these days.
I know I’m blowing my own trumpet, but I felt good. Pushing a buggy, looking like a yummy mummy. Women were giving me filthy looks, and some men were being so unsubtle that my pet at one point blurted out “what the fuck!” and explained that an older man had been practically drooling down my top. So, enough of the shopping! Lol
pet threw a few comments in at home about various things, especially how his hairs had caused problems with the CB6000 so I explained that I had planned to do hair removal soon. Like a dog with a bone he was off “when, when, when…” pester pester pester. Drives me insane!!!
I said that if I got as much Uni work done as I wanted, and baby settled, then we would deal with it tonight. Things didn’t go completely to plan, but I managed to settle myself into the bath at around midnight.
I texted him orders. Tidy the upstairs bathroom. Set the mood in the bedroom. He did very well and I was well and truly in the mood when I went upstairs.
I sat him down on the toilet and forced my favourite hood over his head. I placed a ball gag in one hand and a pair of rubber gloves in the other hand. I also jangled the chains we use for bondage about and hung them up nearby. Figuring this gave him enough to think about I went back to the bedroom to change.
I put on my new nurses outfit. As with all my “new” things, I’ve had it forever and not had time to put it on. It’s pretty, green and white… lets find another piccie!
That’s no good! I’ve just seen at least two more nurses outfits I really really NEED!
There’s my outfit, except I put my white thigh length boots with it.
I returned back to the bathroom and removed pet’s hood.
We got straight down to hair removal. I decided cream was best. It’s easy and quick and I’m useless at waxing. Maybe I’ll save waxing for a pain session rather than a hair removal session!
The hair removal went well, and we were still fairly awake so I decided we would play. I massaged cream into pet, as he was feeling a little itchy and dry after the shower and he was enjoying this far too much.
Switching tack I chained his hands to the bed and hooded him again.
I had recently bought an anal stimulator that I was keen to try out. I did a little prostate massage, which he was also enjoying far too much so I retrieved the device and some more lubricant.
It’s 6.5” in length and has 4 different pulse patterns and intensities.
Being the first time I’d used a tool on him rather than my hand, I was feeling nervous, but the dirty little slut just gobbled it up and begged for more power!
I decided it was about time I had a little action! It’s funny, I never remember the things that happen to me with as much clarity as the things I do to him. Lol
We ended up with the same problem as the day before. Too much build up, and the piercing, leads to not very satisfying sex for Mistress, so I ordered him to put on the strap on. This didn’t work particularly well because he was hard and not locked up and was still having issues with arousal and being on the verge of cumming.
I decided to give in and let him have his wicked way!
In the process of having nice hard (if a little quick!) sex I managed to have a really forceful, very wet, internal orgasm… at exactly the same time as him. This did not work out too well for my poor pet. Apparently the force of contraction had clamped onto the piercing and caused him incredible pain at the point of ejaculation, and appeared to have resulted in a ruined orgasm. Go me! I was very pleased. Needless to say, pet wasn’t.
He was snuggled up on top of me and trying to figure out if he had or hadn’t cum, because it sort of felt like it but not really. One way to solve that problem, I told him to go and clean up my pussy. Hehe. He hates that. But he hadn’t ejaculated and stayed there for a little while lapping away.
We decided we really needed to get some sleep, tucked away the toys and drifted off to the land of nod.
To top it all, I woke him up this morning and made him lick my pussy again. He is terrible to wake up in the morning, and whinged immediately, so I just pushed his head under the covers and told him to get to work.
We are both extremely tired, so I do not expect today to be particularly pleasant, but we will see.

Tempted

I'm so tempted to run a forum site of my own.

pet has been pestering to, he wants me to have somewhere that works when I visit and can be all the things I want it to be.

Hopefully it would be what others wanted as well.

Pondering, but so many things to consider.

Ice, Ice Baby!

We haven't had much time to play lately, but I've been having a bit of fun the last couple of days.

After I got out of the bath and was lounging around on the sofa semi-naked yesterday my pet took it upon himself to pleasure me. It was much needed release so I decided to let him fuck me afterwards... unfortunately we were interrupted by baby so he didn't get the release he wanted. He'd asked twice to cum and I'd denied....poor ickle pet!

This morning he woke me up by paying my nipples plenty of attention, so I was soon in the mood. Again I let him fuck me after I came, but the new upgrade to his piercing really hit the right spots. Unfortunately it is also making him so much more sensitive and he wants to cum immediately.

I started to get mad because I was so darn horny and loving the pierced fuck and he had to keep stopping. I told him he needs to learn to delay himself or look into other means because I was really REALLY enjoying myself. Again... baby interruption! Hehehehe... she's in league with me!

Then I had a dilemma. I had to go to university and here is my pet desperate to cum. So I made him fetch the old CB6000 and because he had to lock himself up whilst I was out, he had to freeze the only key in a pot.

I told him to make sure he sent me a picture of my locked up cock as soon as it was done so I knew he wasn't hanging about.

Being dumb (bless) he didn't masturbate first and is now miserable that he's all locked up with a very solidly frozen key!

To add to this, on my return from uni I decided to dress him up in the new outfit I bought a couple of weekends ago. Slutty black pvc hotpants, pvc basque, fishnet stockings and dress, and black pvc heels.

Once I'd taken some pictures I decided to get him to change outfits into a slutty schoolgirl. Very sexy.

He's obviously even more frustrated now. I haven't decided how long to keep him locked yet. But I'd forgotten just how much fun it could be.

Ohhhh Parcel!

We are awaiting a delivery! No...not another baby (phew!) but a parcel from the delicious MEO in Germany which I had completely forgotten I'd ordered until I received an email telling me it had been dispatched. (The joy of being blonde!)

I've previously ordered a pvc sheet, a body bag, and a spandex hood from them. All were exceptional quality and a fabulous service and speedy delivery.

So today we should be receiving an inflatable plug harness! *big grin*

As usual the only problem will be time to play. We were looking forward to a quiet weekend without the kids last weekend, but baby was very poorly, we were poorly and sleep was the top priority.

It will be at least 6 weeks until the kids disappear again... I don't even want to think about it, seems like an eternity.

Update on our new toy very soon.

Once Upon a Time...

You’ll have to forgive me, I don’t have the greatest of memories!
I feel already my pet and I have travelled a fair distance, but this is nothing compared to where we are hoping to go.
Looking back our relationship was probably Fem-lead from the start. I freely admit I was using him for sexual pleasure and never intended to fall in love. We didn’t really dabble in kinky sex, we just had LOTS of it!
Here we are today, desperately in love, with a baby of our own, struggling to fit D/s into the real world.
It’s so difficult to put my finger on where the experiments began and how they grew.
I always claimed to be the submissive, but it’s not really true. A masochist, yes, but not a submissive. The best ways for me to derive the intense pleasures I sought were (I thought) through pain and the easiest ways to gain this pain was to be a “naughty girl” and be punished… and I now see that I always topped from the bottom and felt terribly guilty about receiving any form of pleasure!
My pet was just pleased to experiment. Being 12 years my junior and having limited previous sexual experiences he was more than eager to try it all. I think he was relieved that no matter what he confessed to finding “exciting” it never phased me.
Sometimes I wonder if he dreamed up scenarios just to see if he could shock me… he was always greeted with an “ok, lets try it!” He had the freedom to express any hidden fantasies and get help to expand and enhance them.
It was him who suggested male chastity. I had never heard of it and that in itself excited me. I thought of myself as fairly liberal and educated in all aspects of sex… and here was something I knew nothing about!
I relished the challenge and presented my pet with a CB3000 on Valentine’s day 2007, a few months after he had first suggested the idea and obviously thought I had paid it no attention.
First he opened a package with cotton buds in, then a package with stockings in and also a package with lubricant in… he still hadn’t figured out what was coming, I had done more research than him and he was delighted when he opened the final package in its shiny silver box with CB on the front.
Reading through the instructions he figured out what all the other items were for and we experimented our way into chastity.
I was reluctant. After all *I* was the submissive. I didn’t want a wimpy boyfriend who just laid back and did nothing while I took all the sexual decisions and worked out all the scenes. (Don’t sue me! I realise it isn’t quite that simple any more)
I threw a lot of bricks out of the pram to get where I am today!
It wasn’t really until I joined Chastity Lifestyle that I could start to see where male chastity could benefit me. I no longer needed to feel guilty about getting the sexual pleasures I wanted. By this point I had realised that my pet could give me intense pleasure without the need for pain. The extreme sensations were part of our *normal* sex life, he actually knew how to torment and tease me to the best orgasms I’d ever had… over and over again… and NOW I could control not only my fabulous sex life, but also any other pampering and adoration I wanted outside the bedroom.
But life is never that simple!
He wants to serve, adore and pamper me… I want to be put on a pedestal and worshipped… but where the heck in the modern world do you find the inspiration, education and more importantly THE TIME to indulge in such fantasies…?

And so the story begins…

Greetings...

Yes, you have come to the right place.

As most of you know I'm busy with my final 3 weeks of University right now, but this will be my home to tell the tale of my journey into D/s with my (bratty, undisciplined, selfish... but adorable) pet!

Love to all,

Don't lose touch.

MW