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Time Away and Together

Owner and i were briefly parted for a few days over the last weekend when, as a belated 80th birthday present, i travelled with my Mum to Copenhagen where we met up with my sister (who joined us from Spain) to spend a few days in the city. i booked the three of us into an AirBnB. It would be my first time with just my mum and sister in years. What could possibly go wrong?

As it transpired, it went well. There was a mini-heatwave which meant that i was in shorts and light tops the whole time. So what? You might ask. Well it meant that my Mum got to see and ask questions about the tattoos on my body, especially the one on my upper right thigh that says 'Owned' and has Owners initials. Or the anklet tattoo with the half-moon pendant, symbolising femininity. Neither commented on the fact that i wore make-up the whole time of that the padded bra that i also wore was clearly visible at times through the thin cotton white blouse that i was wearing.

posing in Tivoli Gardens

Feasting on an enormous, hundreds and thousands coated ice-cream (i only managed 1/3 of it)

The whole time we were away it was also always me that was making breakfast, pouring drinks, washing up and cleaning/tidying the apartment i.e. my 'service-self' was also on full display.

It was lovely to be able to be seen by them as my 'true' slightly feminine and domesticated self.

Talking of feminine. The hot weather seemed to have brought half of Copenhagen out onto the canal and dockside in their bikini's (the women were mostly all topless) and swim trunks. The Danes are an annoyingly attractive bunch, tall, slim, golden tans etc and i have to confess to a pang of jealousy and envy that it wasn't me, out wearing my bikini too in the city centre too.

i really missed Owner whilst i was with my mum and sister and hated being apart from Her. Luckily, the trip did not last long and we were soon reunited again. She expects me to be by Her side and that is where i am happiest. There should now be no further periods when we are apart until Christmas.

This weekend it is my Dad's 83rd and so Owner and i are travelling down to Devon to see him. After that, my family obligations are over (i hope) for a good few months and i can keep my focus solely on serving Owner as Her wife and maid. We are hosting Her sister and her partner for a week in September which will also hopefully provide an opportunity to show my sister-in-law what a well-trained wife her sister has. i am already looking forward to waiting on them and helping make their stay an enjoyable and stress-free one.

Meanwhile, i leave you with a picture of me from earlier in the week when i was instructed to just wear a corset and my work blouse with nothing underneath for the day.

 

Sporty Slut

As is the case on the 16^th of every month it was outdoor challenge dice rolling day and this time a new task from Owner came up on top. I was to go to one of our local train stations dressed in my sports bra gym top and leggings. To add a little twist to my ‘sporty’ outfit i also wore a pair of my heeled trainers. The station is about a 15-20 minute walk away and I completed my challenge at about 10am, walking past lots and lots of people on route and on my return. The images make it appear that the station was deserted but that was far from the case and people were also spilling out into the street from surrounding cafes.

Rather disappointingly, unlike on other occasions, my outfit did not attract a single comment or reaction from anyone. No old ladies said hello, none of the builders i passed said anything, nor the students, workers or parents with kids. It was still fun to do though. You can see how I got on below:

In other news. i am off to Copenhagen with my mum and my sister to belatedly celebrate my mum’s 80th birthday. All three of us will be staying together in an AirBnB in the city, what could possibly go wrong!

Owner, meanwhile, will be here in London and I will be missing Her terribly. The good news though is that I will only be away for a few days and then we will be reunited again with no further reasons to be parted, at least not until Christmas. Hurrah.

Always Trim Your Bush

Ok, i know that technically it is a hedge not a bush but whoever lets facts get in the way of a good headline? Anyway, this was me out trimming the hedge at the front of our flat in the heat yesterday.

Owner had permitted me to go outside to cut what was fast becoming quite an overgrown beast. It was sweaty work, although the short skirt helped to keep me cool.

For anyone curious about my own bush, as you will see from other pictures of me on this blog, it stays mown smooth.

Hedge cutting and a very brief foray to the shop up the road was all i did outside in the heat. The rest of the day was spent inside doing housework and other chores in the morning and then snuggled next to Owner in the afternoon watching a film and TV. She even permitted me to have an alcoholic drink or two with Her. It was a very good day.

Less good was the fact that, on Friday my new small black chastity device broke. i don't seem to be having much luck with devices at the minute. Fear not, however, i am still locked in one of my old devices. Meanwhile, Owner is once again on a quest for a new device for me.

Later this week Owner and i will also be parted for a few days again, something we both hate. i try to avoid such instances to the best of my ability but sometimes family things come up. This is one such a thing. It was my mum's 80th birthday earlier in the year and her present from me and my sister was a long weekend for just the three of us in Copenhagen, Denmark. Mum and i fly out on Thursday and will meet my sister there as she lives in Spain and will fly from Spain to Denmark. We are staying in an AirBnB from Thursday to Sunday when we then all head back to our respective homes, me travelling back with my mum and my sister heading back to Spain. Four days living with my mum and my sister, what could possibly go wrong?! The worst part will be that i will be away from my Owner.

The Importance of Routines

One of the things that Owner and i both realised was important, when it came to my training and development as Her submissive wife, were routines. Repeating an activity at specific times or on specific days and doing that week after week, month after month, year after year helps to ensure that activity becomes second nature to me. Even during times when my performance has regrettably dipped the routines have continued. The more that can be incorporated into a regular routine the better when it comes to my training and development as Her submissive wife.

There are a wide variety of things that can become routine. Housework and cleaning is an obvious example. i love to clean and have specific chores that i do on specific days of the week and other chores that are done daily. For example, each part of the flat has a dedicated day when it gets cleaned during the  week e.g. the lounge gets done every Thursday.  Other tasks are completed daily, like cleaning the bathroom surfaces, sink, toilet and floor or sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor. So ingrained and second nature have these routines become that the other day i momentarily forgot what day of the week it was but then remembered it must be Wednesday as i had just cleaned the bedroom!

Last year we bought a flat in Spain and the first thing we did was to ensure that, when i am there, i continue with my routines as well. We now also ensure that i maintain my routines when we are on holiday. Typically when abroad for any length of time we self-cater. Our return home is much smoother and my service level is much more consistent if i continue my domestic cleaning routine when we are on holiday. This was not always the case but then my performance would drop and i would have to work to re-establish 'normality' when we returned. It is better for me and for Owner if it is expected that i maintain my routines wherever we are.

Rituals are another, and for us more recent, routine. Owner likes to go for an early morning walk around the local park every morning before work. She does this alone. i got into the routine of greeting Her naked in a kneeling position on Her return then bending down and kissing each of Her feet and handing over my mobile phone to Her. We have both come to really love this little devotional routine. As soon as i hear Her key in the door i am naked and on my knees awaiting Her welcome entrance. Owner will often lightly spank me with my phone after i have handed it to Her. It feels an appropriate way to welcome Her back to Her home and display my devotion and submission to Her.

Learning and study are further examples of routines. i do at least 15 minutes of Spanish a day, every day at Owners request. i also do morning stretches and exercises.

After i have washed up and cleaned in the evening Owner loves to have Her head scratched so i stand behind where She is reclining on the sofa and scratch Her scalp whilst She calls Her parents or checks Her phone. This is also the time of the day when i hand over my mobile again to Owner for safe keeping and to stop me from becoming distracted by it.

Last, there is the 'permission to speak' lanyard that Owner  made for me and which is worn around my neck at all times when we are at home. If i wish to speak to Her i must stand before Her and hold-up the lanyard to indicate i wish to say something and wait for Her to indicate that i may speak to Her. It's usage has become a daily part of my life.

Not everything is about routine though. i also get set tasks to complete each week. One of the tasks i was given this week was to stand naked, wearing a pair of Owners used panties over my head so as to inhale the scent of Her crotch, with my nipples clamped using the vicious metal clover clamps with their metal teeth. i had to remain like that for 30 minutes whilst watching TV with Her. i did it standing in front of the lounge window. The net curtains mostly hid me from view from the many passers by going about their business but their was a gap through which i could see people and, if they looked up, they would have seen me. i loved being displayed like that and would love to have to stand there with the net curtains and blinds fully open.

me and my belly on display - i am now on a much needed diet!

Meanwhile, London is once again experiencing a heatwave. Owner hates the hot weather and so She is just in survival mode until it cools down a little. As for me, well it is all the more reason to keep wearing my absolute favourite little skirt. Never mind my window display our neighbours also get to see me (and my knickers) dressed like this when i take the rubbish out or take delivery of the post of groceries etc.

i love this skirt - it is almost the perfect length

Drinks With Owner

It has been another busy working week for Owner and i but i am pleased to report that i have kept on top of all my chores and have faithfully documented my slip-ups and misdemeanours in my punishment log. This has been passed to Owner for Her judgement. i am determined not to let myself slip backwards again in my performance and behaviour.

For anyone interested my misdemeanours this week consisted of:

• forgetting to put water and snacks next to Owners desk for Her at the start of Her working day (at home) on Monday
• forgetting to place Owners reading glasses into Her office bag the day She worked from Her office (mercifully She checked before leaving the house so did not go to work without them)
• giving Owner yoghurt for breakfast instead of toast on Thursday when She had specifically asked for the latter the night before
• annoying Owner on Friday with the number of vegetables i had ordered with the supermarket delivery 

There were far too many such mistakes made and i am not proud of myself for having made them. Owner would be fully justified punishing me for each and everyone one of the above. 

Yesterday Owner took me out into town for drinks and food. We had a lovely time out together. It was the pride parade here in London so the city was full of a delightful and colourful melee of queers out being themselves. We, however, walked to another part of town to visit a little urban wildlife oasis next to the hustle and bustle of Kings Cross station. It is called Camley Street Natural Park and is well worth a visit. Afterwards we headed for drinks.

Sitting chatting, enjoying each others company, people watching and gossiping about the people around us is one of Owner and my favourite past-times. She is great company and we had a lovely time together. Here i am, drink in hand

wearing my big hoop earrings

Incidentally, the pin-badge i am wearing on my t-shirt is one Owner bought for me a few years ago and says 'wifey for lifey' - a legend that would also make for a great tattoo!

 

Whilst we were out Owner and i also had a good chat about my performance, the factors that had affected it recently and how we are both keen that i get back on track. We also discussed diet and exercise regimens and areas for change and improvement with respect to these.

 

Owner has, however, decreed that today will be a quiet day. After completing this blog draft and submitting it to Her for approval (She checks and vets every post pre-publication) i will then do my daily Spanish study, a bit of exercise and housework and then settle down with Owner to watch a movie together. Depending on how She feels there may or may not be a punishment or two delivered.

 

At some point in the day i will have my weekly supervised shower, in which my chastity device is briefly removed for clitty and device deep cleaning with a nail brush. My clit will also be shaved smooth before it is locked back up. i have been wearing the new black device 24/7 for just under a week now and so far, so good. 

 

i hope all is well with my readers and you are also having enjoyable weekends? 

All Is Good

Owner is back home, i am locked back in chastity, doing my chores and serving and submitting to Her. What more could one possibly hope for out of life?

Honestly, it is so wonderful to be back and feeling my true self again without drowning under work noise in my head. The noise is still there but it has been put back in its box where it will, i hope remain for the rest of the year. Most times i am able to separate work from life, not let the former take over the latter. However, these past few months have been hard. The box refused to stay shut and the genie escaped.

i truly hate when that happens. i spiral, lose focus and the worst traits of my character bubble up once again. A fog of laziness envelops me outside of work. My focus on my submission and service slides. It is not fair on Owner and nor is it how i want to be or live my life either. It took me a while to discover this but i absolutely, genuinely am at my happiest and most content when being with, serving and submitting to my wonderful Owner.

What also helps. No, more than that. What i find REALLY helpful in ensuring that i keep my focus, is chastity. i know one should never rely on a crutch but in all of the near 20 years that i have been in and out of chastity i have become convinced that i am happier and perform better when i am locked than when i am unlocked.

This, however, is not a great state of affairs as Owner really does like having me unlocked at times so that She can touch, tease and torment my little clit, whereas i prefer it to be locked away. i know i need to learn to maintain my level of submission and service when it is unlocked and i know that Owner has every right to decide whether i am locked or not and to keep me unlocked for Her entertainment. i should be able to maintain my service and submissive state whether locked or unlocked but i truly do struggle to. Whether it is pscychological or physical i do not know but there is something about not being able to see or touch my clit that helps keep the pandora's box in my brain firmly locked, subsumed beneath a warm happy sea of sissy, submissive thoughts, cravings and desires.

Anyway, the good news is that i am locked in my new chastity device and it is, i think, quite an appropriate one. It has a little 'pussy' pee-hole and has the words 'sissy' engraved across its pink carcass. In short, it feels very 'me'. Of all the devices i have had to date Owner and i still prefer the aesthetics and profile of the previous flat, pink 'honeycomb' one, but the cage split on within months. Hopefully, this new pink 'pussy' cage will prove longer-lasting. We shall see.

Upon Her return from Spain on Saturday night Owner also presented me with a beautiful new ring She had bought for me. i really love it. What do readers think (it is the lower of the two shown below)?

Talking of fingers, i also painted my finger nails in preparation for collecting Owner from the airport and have kept them painted the same since. i am still waiting for someone at work to comment on my pink and sparkly nails!

More importantly though, i am back to my routines and feeling so, so much happier in myself as a result. Service, sissiness and submission are hard-wired into my DNA but sometimes the bad genie escapes its box and plays havoc with my life, spoiling things for Owner but also for me. Chastity definitely helps me to put that disruptive creature firmly back in its place as too does a focus on my chores and routines together with the care, guidance and discipline of my Owner.

Having me under Her control makes Her happy and makes my little heart sing.

p.s. - further update. We had some issues waiting on the delivery of the above chastity device with the post delivery people saying we were not in when we were and then the delivery being delayed well over a ten days as the item got temporarily mislaid. Well, at one point i gave up on it ever arriving and so another device was also ordered. That one arrived today. This one is a flat open cage design and is black. This is what it looks like on me:

Although not pink, Owner and i actually prefer this one as it is much less visible under clothing. It holds my clit flat with just the bulge of the lock mechanism protruding (side note - i with more attention was paid to that when folks are designing chastity cages - please minimise!) . The open cage design means that it is going to be easier to clean. 

Owner has now instructed me to wear this one rather than the pink pussy cage.

For both of us my perfect cage remains the beehive one. We both agreed it gave me a lovely flat profile and was aesthetically very pleasing on the eye. However, the 'beehive' cage proved not robust enough and kept splitting. The same design albeit with a more robust cage build would be the ideal device for me.

The good news though is that i am back caged and now have a few different devices to wear should Owner ever want to have me in some different 'looks'.

Juggling Time and Space plus Slut Moves

Readers may recall that Owner and I purchased a second flat about 15 months ago. This second property is in Owners home town in Spain and provides us with somewhere to stay when we are visiting. It is also somewhere Owner can work from whenever She chooses whilst also being close to Her family and friends.

Owners expectation (rightly) of me, and my own desire, is that I should provide and maintain the same level of submission to and service for Her at each of Her properties. In fact, Owner should expect me, as Her submissive wife to serve and submit to Her at all times, irrespective of location.

Owner also expects, again rightly, that my place should always be at home, unless I have been invited to accompany Her or am running an errand for Her. This is also something I want as well, namely to be expected to always be at home with Her or waiting for Her, and allowed out only when accompanied by Her or to run an errand for Her.

These mutual desires and expectations work well for the most part, with one big exception. Work. My job does not allow me to work from abroad whereas Owners does. My job also requires that i sometimes attend external meetings or present at conferences/events. The latter i try to minimise. I will also only attend something for work that necessitates me being away from Owner overnight if She permits it.  If She does not i will not do it. Only in certain very restricted circumstances e.g.if i am visiting my elderly father who lives some distance away should Owner find Herself without Her submissive wife at home.

This usually works well. i have grown accustomed to being at home by Owners side or waiting at home for Her return. My work also now knows not to expect me to attend something that necessitates an overnight stay. Gone too are the days when i might attend after work socials if i am in the office. Now i choose to return straight home and am happier and healthier as a result. In short, and even a little to my own surprise, i love being as much of a stay-at-home wife as i can possibly be.

This may sound extreme, my younger-self definitely would have thought so, but it is how we both like and want to live our lives. Owner expects me to be with Her always or, if She is out without me, expects that i am at home waiting for Her. When She goes out and socialises with Her friends i remain at home, venturing out only to come and meet Her and carry Her bag as i accompany Her home from the station or go on somewhere else with Her. For my part i love the fact that, work aside, i can only go out with Owners permission and then only to run errands for Her or to visit family.

Work, however, can still complicate matters.

Just under a fortnight ago Owner travelled out to stay and work from Her flat in Spain and to catch-up with family and friends. Her plan was to work for a week then spend another week out there on holiday. By rights She ought to be able to expect me to accompany Her. However, i was only able to join Her for part of the time as i am not permitted to work from abroad and did not have the days to take as leave. Worse still, i had a conference mid-way through Owners second week away that i needed to present at in London. At the time i agreed to do it i had thought nothing of it as was in London and would not necessitate an overnight stay and Owner did not, at that stage, have any plans to travel to Spain. When She booked and i realised i had a diary clash i mistakenly felt obliged to still cover the event as i had previously had to pull out of another, run by the same people, at short notice due to ill health. i felt i could not let them down twice.

So it was that Owner found Herself without me by Her side in Her flat in Spain for just under a week before i flew out to join Her for a few days, only for me to then have to return ahead of Her (She returns today, Saturday) to present at this conference. We both really missed each other during this period apart from one another although i at least got to spend a few days with Her out there.

Whilst we were separated the first week i kept getting lovely but painful to read messages from Owner saying, not just that She missed me but also how horrible it was that She was now left having to do things in Her flat, things that by rights She ought to be able to simply expect me to do, like cleaning. i did try to make amends by doing my chores whilst out there but i felt really bad knowing that Owner did not have me there with Her to start with and so was needing to spend time doing things that rightfully She ought to not have to do. She ought to be able to always depend on Her stay-at-home submissive wife to do them for Her.

i perhaps make it sound like we didn’t also go out and have fun together, we absolutely did. We took a day trip up the coast, we attended the midnight bonfire and fireworks on the beach to mark the shortest night, we had a boozy night out with Her sister and Her sisters partner and we hosted and entertained Her family and their respective partners.

Incidentally, one thing i have come to love about time in the flat out in Spain is the fact that it is easy for Owner to invite all Her family over and the opportunity that provides me with to try to demonstrate my domestic service training. Owner and i don’t really entertain in London so i don’t really have an opportunity to display my ‘service’ to others. In Spain i do, even if discretely. My hope is that Owners family all think that She has me well-trained and under Her control😊.

My time in Spain was, however, regrettably short as I had to return to the UK for this damned conference. My leaving early, though known about in advance, still upset and annoyed Owner. In hindsight, i was wrong to have put my attendance at this event ahead of staying at Her side and She was right to be disappointed in me. At the time i said yes to the conference i did not know about the Spain trip and did not think to discuss my attendance with Owner as the event was in London so no overnight stay was needed. However, in the intervening time Owner organised to go to Spain and i should, i now realise, have adjusted accordingly. Her needs and expectations should always come first and, on this occasion, i failed Her.  Now Owner has two homes i need to adjust my thinking and my mindset, plan ahead but also be adaptable so that She can be confident that i will be with Her/in Her flat looking after it and Her whether She be in London or Spain. Neither of us would want for this to happen again.

The sooner we can both retire the better. Then there will really be no need or excuse, bar occasional family visits, for me to be anywhere other than:

• At home in whichever of Owners flats, be that London or Spain, She is using at the time
• Accompanying Owner outside when invited to join Her
•  Undertaking a solo errand or task for Owner

When i am alone at home i always contact Owner and tell Her what clothes i propose to wear that day and seek Her permission to do so before then getting dressed. We did try having Her choose my outfits for me in advance but it became quite tiresome for Owner to have to think about so we agreed i can choose but then must seek Her approval before wearing.

Yesterday was just such a day. It also being a Friday it was also one of my more ‘dress-down’ for work days. Accordingly, as we exchanged morning wishes on whatsapp, me in London and Owner in Spain, i sought Her permission to wear this outfit, namely my red bra, pattered white blouse and my wrap tartan skirt. As i am demonstrating it was worn without knickers

By the way, as you can see i am back (finally) into chastity. Owner agreed i perform better and have a better (submissive) mindset when i am locked, even though She enjoys the opportunity to ‘tease’ me when I am unlocked. i am back in an old device of mine pending the arrival of a new one – we have tried a few different ones lately with no real success.

But, back to yesterday. My, i think, suitably slutty outfit led to two memorable moments during the day. The first happened on a work Teams call when i suddenly saw on the screen that as i was leaning forwards over my laptop my blouse was ‘gaping open’ a bit and my bright red bra strap and part of the bra cup was clearly visible. For a second i thought about hastily trying to cover myself but realised that it must have been visible for a good few minutes and any sudden move to cover would only serve to further draw my colleagues attention to it. So instead I thought ‘fuck it’ and continued the meeting, bra partially in view. Slut move number 1.

Then later in the day the grocery delivery arrived. i knew this was coming as i had booked it the previous day. Anyway, i pranced downstairs to our front door to take delivery dressed as above (albeit with skirt covering chastity cage but still sans panties). The driver was a short, middle-aged, balding man whose eyes popped out in surprise when he saw what i was wearing. Honestly, he gave me a full, slow look his eyes slowly moving up from my bare legs, the hem of my skirt to my navel and then to my bust. It is the most blatantly and salaciously i have ever been stared at by a stranger. i possibly made it worst for him as well each time i bent down to pick up the groceries and carry them inside. Poor chap 😊. Little did he know (i was facing him as i bent down) that were I bent over a bed i would have looked like this

pussy open and ready, as always!

Slut move number 2.

Now, where did that aubergine go? 😊