Cagedbunny

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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.