Nipple & Calf Stretching Plus a Sneak Preview

It is important for all of us that we maintain flexibility but especially for us older gurlies. Unfortunately, my body has the natural flexibility of a plank - looking back how i regret not having been enrolled in ballet or gymnastics classes as a child. However, i strive to maintain what little flexibility i have as i get older. It is important to Owner that, as it ages, i keep my body in as good a condition as i can for Her.

Exercise is an obvious way of doing this and i combine that with a daily regimen of stretches to help protect and strengthen my back. Housework is another excellent way to remain active and flexible - all that mopping, sweeping, dusting and cleaning etc benefits not just Owner but is also good for my body.

Prostrating myself before Her or being locked in my cage also helps to maintain flexibility.

My pussy and mouth also benefit from regular workouts and stretching to ensure they remain loose and accommodating so that they can take Owners' cock whenever She wishes. In fact just about the only part of my anatomy that does not get stretched is my clit. It stays confined. It is redundant. 

This week i have also benefited from some additional stretching activities.

Firstly, yesterday after work Owner took me out for a walk around the park. You might think it was an opportunity for me to stretch my legs after being sat in front of my computer all day and you would be correct.  However, stretching my legs was not the reason for the walk. The real reason was to stretch out my nipples and tits.

Owner instructed me to complete a lap of our local park with weights suspended from my nipple piercings. i put on my customised 'free the nipple' top and then 200g (6oz) was suspended from each tit and She and i set off for a lap of the park. 

Owner took these pictures of my nipples and titties being given a stretch during our walk.

The day before Owner had instructed me to prepare and serve Her dinner wearing high heels and dressed like a slut. i wore an old party dress with stockings and heels - no knickers of course! 

It has been a while since i last spent any time in high heels and by the time i took them off my calves were aching from the workout they had received, they too had been given a good stretch

washing up in my heels after dinner

Like i say, Owner ensures that every part of my body bar my clit benefits from a good stretch.

This Saturday is the 16th and regular readers will be pleased to know that, after the hiatus last month when Owner and i were in Japan, it will see the return of my monthly outdoor challenge. That time each month when i get set public dress-up challenges via Owners dice. However, this month will be different in that Owner has already decided what outfit She wants me to go out in public wearing. She has told me to wear the fabulous kawaii skirt She bought me when we were in Japan and to team it with my white and pink cropped top. The latter has the words 'Breedable and Submissive' emblazoned across the front, just in case anyone might be in any doubt about whether i am fuckable and do what i am told :).

This is what i will be wearing.

i am super excited and cannot wait to hit the streets dressed like this in a few days time! Wish me luck.  

Reflections On Japan And Looking Ahead

Owner and i have just about physically recovered from our trip back from Japan. The flight home lasted 14 hours and routed us out over the Pacific, then Alaska, Canada, Greenland and finally down back to the UK. Our sleep patterns were shot, making for an extremely groggy return back to work and domestic service reality. i also had an event in Glasgow, Scotland that required another flight there and back on Thursday. We are both embracing the respite of the weekend.

However, getting back to Japan. What an amazing country and culture. From the full-on, neon heaving chaos of downtown Tokyo to the sublime foothills of Mount Fuji or the structured grid and underground city of Sapporo to the sleeping giants, spitting mud pools and coastal majesty of Hokkaido, the wooden buildings of Kyoto or the nodding deer of Nara, vertiginous gardens of Kobe and castles of Nagoya and Osaka - what a place. The land and cityscapes are truly epic and extraordinary. We had an amazing time.

Then of course there were the accessories and the clothes. Oh. My. God. i was in gurl heaven. Every shop, and i mean every shop, contains a range of super-cute and adorable, must buy, hyper-girly accessories. i was so lucky, Owner permitted me to buy some to accessorise my little day pack. These are the cute accessories i was permitted to adorn my bag with and which now follow me around back home

They are divine - i love them.

Best of all though were the outfits. Little skirts a go go, hyper cute knee high stockings, the most AMAZING chunky shoes, bags, bags, bags, cute tops and blouses, clips and bows. It was full sissy heaven. Once again i was such a lucky sissy gurl. Owner permitted me to buy the most adorable frilly skirt, replete with bow accessory. i cannot wait to show it off in public. i will keep readers in suspense but rest assured, you will get to see it soon.

Then of course there was the kimono outfit. Owner sourced and then bought the kimono, the obi, the waist rope and traditional sandals. We had the best time doing the indoor but then especially the outdoor photo shoot in it. Thank you for all of your lovely compliments. Here are some more shots of me in a lakeside park in Hokkaido enjoying the cherry blossoms

i am so grateful to Owner for gifting me such a wonderful experience.

One of the regular readers of this blog and all round lovely person, hs left me a wonderful comment in which he wrote:

"You look fabulous and so feminine in your Kimono and with that beautiful umbrella....in many, but not all ways, your lifestyle and relationship with your owner emulates the "traditional" role of a "good wife" in Japan.....I imagine you might feel quite at home in Japan" blog comment by hs.

It was hs's point about the 'traditional role' and the 'good wife' that really resonated with me, he knows me too well! i love being Owner's housewife and so the idea of being at home, subservient and demure, focusing on housework and home crafts, being at Owners side when She wants me to be, being beaten or fucked by Her when She wants that. All of this is what i aspire to and is, to an extent, how we live our lives.

However, that is not the full picture. i am also a slut and an exhibitionist. i love to wear and be seen in the shortest of skirts - so short my panties are visible and my stocking tops on full show. i love to show my bra and breasts. i adore being groped and fondled in public. Owner regards me as, not just Her wife but also Her slut and expects me to behave as one, something i strive to get better at.

Two things we witnessed in Japan, both quite troubling in many respects but which appeal to a sissy slut like me, resonated with this slut side of me. 

First was the maid cafe culture. These are establishments where young women in stunning manga maid outfits serve and chat to men of all ages. Akihabara Electric Town in Tokyo is the epicentre. It is a district that in all bar one respect made me feel uncomfortable. It is dominated by manga and electronic stores, porn shops and maid cafes. That was not what made me uncomfortable. It was the fact that it is such a male environment. i would guess about 80% of those walking around it at any time are men of all ages. Male-dominated environments make me uneasy. i much prefer female spaces - unlike Owner who loves the boys. The one inspiring exception in Electric Town, however, were the maid girls that lined the street aiming to attract men into their cafe and who knows what else. They looked amazing dressed up in their cute little maid outfits. How i would love to have joined them dressed up and hustling for 'business' on the street.

The other thing you will see on the subway and some trains in Japanese cities are 'women-only' carriages, a response to the continued scourge of unwanted sexual attention, touching and groping that some women experience amidst the packed anonymity of rush-hour travel. The slut in me loves the idea of travelling these rides during the morning or evening rush dressed in a little micro skirt and low cut top. Of course, however, not for me the safety of the women only carriages. i would beeline straight for the busiest carriage, the one stuffed full of bored, frustrated businessmen and abandon myself to my fate, aching to be groped, fondled and abused whilst sandwiched amidst a sea of testosterone.

That dichotomy that you see on full display in Japan. The servility, politeness and submission, the hyper-sexualised maid girl culture and continued need to keep women safe from unwanted male attention. Both really appeal to my Jekyll and Hyde nature, part-good housewife, part whore.

As for Owner. There were plenty of cute young men and boys for Her to admire and lust over. We both had fun watching and observing people and i agree with Her that Japanese men can look quite beautiful. However, all kept their distance. Her fantasy of a cute toyboy remains unfulfilled, for now at least.

So that was Japan. We are already talking about when, not if, we might go back.

Now we are back home i am trying to return back to normal. Just before we departed i completed and passed my Spanish level training and have now moved to the next level. 

i returned to chastity as soon as we got home and remained locked for my flight to Glasgow earlier this week. i hadn't intended to. Owner had given me the key to unlock and re-lock myself but i clean forgot to do so, only remembering as i was putting my bag onto the belt as i was passing through security. By then it was too late to remove my metal cage, i was stood mere feet from the body scanner. i gingerly stepped through but, to my complete surprise, nothing happened. i picked up my bag and headed to the lounge area. My metal cage had not triggered anything. i messaged Owner about the mistake i had made and the fact that there had been no consequences. i resolved to walk through the scanner with cage on on my return flight to see if this had just been a fluke or if the scanner really did not register the chunky metal cage between my legs?

Surprise, surprise i triggered the body scanner in Glasgow as i went to catch my return flight. As i stood legs parted and hands held out at my sides i could see on the monitor that all of my body was showing green, all part from my crutch which was glowing red on the scanner operators console. i steeled myself to having to explain that i had a metal chastity device on, i had already resolved to be fully honest if i did get stopped. It's not illegal to wear a chastity device after all. However, all that happened was the security officer padded down my pockets and then waved me on. So, perhaps it is fine for me to remain locked up in my metal cage whilst flying after all? That will be for Owner to decide.

My life of domestic service is also starting to return back to normal. i did miss my chores and i am happy to return to them. This was me cleaning earlier in the week as seen by Owner via the surveillance camera 

 

i also missed being beaten, i even missed being electrocuted. A statement i am sure i will come to quickly regret setting down for Owner to read (She edits and pre-screens all blog posts before they are published).

 

i also returned home to another treat. Before we left for Japan Owner ordered a special pair of trousers for me, trousers most appropriate for an exhibitionist slut like myself. The trousers are made of white lace and are fully transparent. Here i was trying them on when we got back - excuse the slippers, dressing gown and label!

i really, really can't wait to go out in them :)

Returning to the subject of housework, Owner has rightly pointed out the need for me to do a complete Spring clean of Her flat, which will keep me busy. She will also be going to Spain for a week in June before i fly out to join Her the following week. Whilst it goes without saying that i will miss Her terribly it will also provide an opportunity for me to be kept busy outside of work with household chores whilst She is away. Owner can monitor me remotely whilst She is away via the surveillance camera.

Owner will also be sharing with me Her plans for Her future retirement and Her expectations of me in terms of my own work. Both of us would like for me to have more time spent at home, where i belong, or spent accompanying Owner on little adventures. i would love to be able to drop to working four days a week to free up a day to focus on housework and other chores or practice my domestic skills so that i might become more useful to Owner. My lifetime goal is to one day be regarded by Owner as a suitable candidate to become Her slave. Obviously, this will not be practical whilst i still need to work but reducing the day or days that i work could present an opportunity to begin to prepare and improve myself and demonstrate my utility and potential as Her future slave. We shall see.

Anyway, sorry for the long post. i hope readers are well?

One Year Of Orgasm Denial

Today marks 365 days since my last orgasm of any sort i.e. full or ruined. Whoop, whoop - go me! 🙌🎉🎉

Yep, Monday the 5th of May 2025 was the last time my little clit made an unfortunate mess. It was a Bank Holiday and Owner instructed me to 'cum like a slut' as i masturbated whilst greedily gagging on Her 'cock'. You can read all about it in this blog post recounting the day here. Twelve months later and my little labia plums remain un-emptied. i truly hope that i am kept in this state of denial for the rest of my life. 

i have, as always, my Owner to thank. i am so incredibly grateful to Her for keeping me in this most wonderful denied state, one that feels so appropriate for Her submissive slut and wife. Thank you Owner for these past 12 months of denial - you are the best!

i know that to some readers the idea of being grateful for not being permitted to cum will sound a little strange perhaps extreme even, i also know there are other readers that similarly long to be kept orgasm free by their owners (you know who you are!)

Being kept in this state of long-term denial does not mean i am no longer interested in sex, quite the opposite! It keeps me in state of semi-permanent but frustrated arousal and desire. Exactly how a slut should be. i crave Owners body, yearn to feel Her big fat 'cock' inside of me, love to dress sluttily in the hope of being groped and molested. The longer i stay denied the hornier i get. 

However, despite such arousal i have no desire to cum or even play with myself  'down there'. Of course, being in chastity largely (not completely) removes any such possibility but when Owner and i were in Japan i was unlocked the whole time. Owner did not want the faff of having to lock and unlock me each time we took a flight (not just there and back - we had some internal flights too). Not once in that time did the thought ever occur to me to try to touch myself. i confess it did feel strange and slightly unsettling seeing my clit in the mirror - one of the things i like about being in chastity is the fact that it means i cannot see, let alone touch, my clit. i don't want rid of it, but i would rather not see it - i have a complex relationship with my clit :)

i also had the unusual experience, whilst unlocked in Japan, of waking to the feel the fabric of the bedding caress and tease my clit when it awoke free and aroused each morning. However, i simply lay still until that feeling passed. In short, even unlocked i had no desire to touch myself or be touched in a way that might trigger an accident. i would once have found the desire to masturbate irresistible, not any more. Owner has trained me to focus only on Her sexual pleasure and never cum without Her permission, now i have lost all desire to ejaculate at all.

Orgasms are intense but transitory feelings whereas denial, denial is special. It is ever present. Yes it waxes and wanes at times but it never goes. It is always there, a constant throb, an ache. a yearning and a desire. It creates a state of mind that allows your inner slut to thrive, entices it out to play, to be opened up and become a toy, an object whose sole goal and purpose (in my case) is my Owners pleasure. It makes me want to wear outfits that reveal and invite exploring, groping hands. It makes me want to spread my legs and offer myself to be penetrated and stretched. It makes being caned, whipped, spanked even electrocuted something to crave and yearn for. Denial makes me relish every fresh glass of piss Owners hands me to drink, makes me want nothing more than to plunge my tongue deep inside Her delicious anus or bury my face between Her fabulous tits (i am actually quite envious of Owners breasts!).

More practically and usefully it is this same frustrated desire that motivates me to complete my chores, strive to become a better and more obedient wife to Owner, to serve Her and become a better person in doing so. It motivates me to learn new skills, become more useful and improve my service to Owner.

Orgasm denial feels like the natural state of things for me as Owners submissive slut, human sex toy and wife. My focus is Her, my pleasure comes from Her pleasure. Now a year has passed and i want nothing more than to continue in this state of denial for ever.

However, i also know that is not for me to decide. It is Owner, not me, who will decide if and whether i will ever orgasm again. The mere fact of knowing (as She does) that i hope not to may be enough to make Her decide to force me to cum. i can only hope that She decides not to do that.

Just as it only became apparent years later what a significant year in my life 2010 was - the year i became a born-again-virgin, the year, aged 40 that my clit was allowed inside Owner for the last ever time - so too do i hope that i might one day look back to that bank holiday Monday in May 2025 and come to realise that it too was another milestone in my development.  Only time will tell. All i can do is express my deepest gratitude to my wonderful Owner for having kept me orgasm free for 365 days. i love and adore you.

Sakura In My Kimono

I was super lucky. Owner took me for an outdoor photoshoot in a small park by lake Toya in Hokkaido prefecture in Japan. I was dressed in the kimono outfit that She bought for me. We got to enjoy cherry blossom (Sakura) with me dressed in my pretty outfit. Thank you Owner. 

Owner also shot this little video of me in the park. We both had great fun with this little photoshoot.

Greetings From Japan

Owner and i are greatly enjoying our holiday in Japan. We started off spending a few days exploring Tokyo and Mount Fuji before we headed by bullet train to Nagoya. We based ourselves there and explored Nagoya itself and also Kyoto, Kobe, Nara and Osaka - all easily accessible by train from Nagoya.

Next, we flew from Nagoya to Sapporo in Hokkaido then moved onto Otaru on the coast which is where we are now. We will then fly back to Tokyo for a final 36 hours in the city before we head home.

The trip has been amazing. A beautiful country and great cities and so, so many cute and adorable things to buy!

Owner bought me a kimono outfit (see below) and a super cute kwaii skirt. i have also come to realise that my preferred personal fashion style is to dress as teenage Japanese girls do - short skirts and super cute accessories attached to their bags. How i would love to be them...sigh!

We also experienced an earthquake in Sapporo that woke us at 5.30am when the whole room physically shook.

Anyway. Here are some pictures.  First ones took of me dressed in the kimono outfit She got for me:

And here are a few random scenes from our travels so far around Japan 

Owner also bought me this cute pair of panties

Owner is still hoping to do an outdoor photoshoot of me in the Kimono.  She had hoped to do one in Kyoto but heavy rain thwarted that plan. Hopefully an opportunity will present itself.

That's it from us for now.