Fun In The Sun - Day 2

It is another gorgeous day in London. This morning after breakfast, and having been well fucked by Owner, we headed off to one of the nearby parks and landmarks in this part of North London - namely Alexandra Palace. We both had banana milkshakes and then wandered around to the front of the Palace to admire the views over London. The Palace is the site of the first TV broadcast in London and the building looks impressive with the old transmitter perched on top:

 The view across London from this point is stunning on a clear day, which today largely was. You can clearly see Canary Wharf and some of the new skscrapers in the background:

We descended down the hill to find a spot to have lunch and also to test out some of the purchases we'd made on route. One of these was some lip plumping lipstick which i'm wearing in the picture below as well as the new top i was allowed to purchase yesterday:

Of course, being the tart i am i couldn't resist flashing my bra at the same time!

Lunch over we then headed off to a local farmers market to buy some provisions and then headed into Crouch End and caught the bus home. Once again it was a lovely day, just a shame we both have to go back to work tomorrow.

Parklife ... Public Whore

The weather in London is unseasonably warm at the moment, even hitting the giddy heights of 23 degrees centigrade - that's a good 10 degrees above normal for this time of year. This has meant that it has been perfect weather for Owner and i to head down to Hyde Park for a bit of relaxation and sluttishness on my part.

First we chose our spot amongst some the dappled shade of some trees, as you can see from the photo below the trees are only just coming into leaf:

Having chosen our spot we ate lunch and then lay back soaking up some spring rays:

i'm a what Owner describes as a complete lizzard when it comes to sunshine and soon i was basking happily:

Owner had allowed me to buy this cool new t-shirt the previous weekend in Camden which i was wearing today, i think it is going to become one of my favourite summer tops:

However, no sooner had i settled than Owner decided that it was time She brought out the slut in me. First, She went for my breasts:

and being the slut i am i of course responded by lifting up my top to reveal my bra:

then She unbuttoned my jeans to reveal my clit:

as Owners fingers explored i began, with Her encouragement, to fondle my breasts. Next Owner pulled down the back of my jeans:

and then encouraged me (not that i needed much mind you!) to play with my pussy. And so that, dear readers, is how i found myself fingering my pussy like a whore with one hand whilst playing with my titties with the other in Hyde Park this afternoon.

Eventualy though it was time to move on, first to Kensington Gardens:

Then onto Covent Garden for some retail therapy before heading into Soho for drinks and food:

It was a truly wonderful day and i greatly enjoyed the opportunity to be made to act like a whore in public. The good news is that the forecast for tomorrow is fine too....*giggle*

The Happy Housewife/Whore - Day 2 of 2

Today was the second of my two days leave from work. As with yesterday my day began by making Owners breakfast and packed lunch before waving Her off to work. i then set about a list of tasks i wanted to complete for Her return. First off i stripped and cleaned the bedding then showered and put on my make-up and got dressed.

All fresh and clean it was time to ensure the same could be said of the flat. i hoovered throughout and mopped the floors and then finished off some of the painting in the bathroom. Next up it was time for one of my favourite activities - baking. There were still some leftover raspberries from when i baked Owner's birthday cake so i opted to use them up by making cup-cakes. Once these were finished i moved on to making some stock and researching some new recipes for future use.

Cooking completed i ventured out into the garden to do some general weeding and then prepared myself for Owners return from work. i slipped out of the jeans and t-shirt i'd been wearing all day and put on a pair of hold-ups, side-tie knickers, the green cincher i'd worn yesterday, black lace top and my 'killer' heels - killer that is in the one day i'll kill myself trying to walk in them variety!

i then texted Owner and sought Her permission to wear my inflatable pussy plug for when She returned. Owner graciously assented and so with about 40 minutes to go before Her anticipated return i put the plug in  position, inflated it almost but not quite fully and then tottered and potttered about until i figured She must be about 10 minutes away. i headed down the hall and assumed my position kneeling in front of the door.

When Owner entered the flat She was presented with Her housewife/whore kneeling in front of Her kissing Her shoes with my derrier wiggling in the air with the plug inflated deep inside my pussy. Owner took the bulb that inflates thee device and gave it some additional pumps, inflating it still further. She the pulled down my blouse and pulled and twisted my nipples and had me spank my chastised clits 'dangly bits' before walking me through into the kitchen. There She bent me over the kitchen table, removed the nipple clamps that are permanently 'to hand' hanging from my collar for just such a moment and attached them to my nipples. Next She fished out a heavy wooden spoon from a cupboard drawer and proceeded to beat the base of my plug. She then turned Her attention to my clit and used the spoon to beat me between my legs, spanking my exposed and swollen bits whilst pulling down hard on my clamped nipples. Owner continued in this vein for a short while, pausing only to switch on the vibrate in my plug and then resuming Her assault with Her wooden spoon.

As Owners spoon smacked against exposed and vulnerable flesh i couldn't help but try to part my legs further and arch my hips so that i presented Owner with a better target. i don't know why but the sensation of having  the unchastised parts of my clit hit hard and repeatedly whilst my pussy is stuffed full is an uncomfortably wonderful one!

Five minutes later Owner called a halt to proceedings. It was time for me to make Her cup of tea and then prepare dinner.

Owner stated that She loves having me at home as Her housewife and whore, i certainly do. Alas, tomorrow it is back to work again for me.

The Happy Housewife/Whore - A Perfect Day

i have a couple of days leave that i've accumulated so i have taken today and tomorrow off from work. Owner, however, is sadly still having to go into work and so i am trying to ensure that whilst She is slaving away i am being a good housewife at home and Her whore when She gets back. Today, after preparing Owners breakfast and packed lunch as per normal, i waved Her goodbye and then set about preparing my day. First off i re-painted my toe nails (bright pink with glitter overlay) and then put on some washing whilst i showered and did my make-up.

By 9am i was in the supermarket getting some provisions and then next stop it was the DIY store. i still had on my green nail varnish from the weekend and quite what the builders behind me thought of me as i tapped in my PIN and then staggered out the shop towards the bus stop with my purchases i don't know, but who cares. Back home i set to work about the flat replacing and re-touching a few things in the bathroom and then it was outside into the garden to cut the front hedge and then tidy up the back garden a bit and plant some perennials.

Gardening completed i had a light lunch and then baked some banana muffins and had a lovely chat with Owner when She called. Then it was time to do a spot of tidying-up whilst dancing round the flat to music and  put on another coat of paint in the bathroom before preparing for Owner return home. i slipped out of the jeans and t-shirt i'd been wearing and put on my white 'bridal' hold-ups, green velvet waist cincher - tied as tightly as i could (i love the feel of it pulling me into a more femine shape) and then popped my large jewelled plug into my pussy and slipped on a pair of my tallest heels (6inch) and awaited the sound of Owners key in the door.

As She entered the flat She found me kneeling on the floor in the hallway. She leant foward and grabbed and twisted my nipples as i wiggled my upturned derrier. Noticing the plug in-situ She came round behind me and still pulling my nipples hard placed Her thigh firmly against the base of the plug and ground it between my cheeks - causing me to purr with delight. Next She had me stood spread-eagled in the bedroom doorway with my legs spread apart and slapping my chastised clit's 'dangly bits' hard whilst She continued to pull and twist my nipples and i found myself unconciously trying to grind my plugged pussy against Her.

'Tea?' Owner enquired and with that i gathered myself together and tottered down the halway into the kitchen to fix Her drink. After Her drink i prepared us both a chicken, avocado and mozarrella cheese salad and washed-up whilst Owner showered.

Suitably refreshed it was time for my regular caning and nipple torture. i set-out Owners items in the bedroom and awaited Her arrival. Owner commenced with Her hand, moved onto Her heavy paddle and then picked up Her cane. This time Owner added a new dimension to the caning. Over the course of the 260 strokes Owner both clamped, weighted and tied my nipples tight but also clamped my clits 'dangly bits' with clover clamps and attached weights to them. She took great delight in slapping my chastised, clamped and weighted clit repeatedly and hard whilst pulling my clamped, tied and weighted nipples hard. She then had me fuck my pussy with my fingers whilst She watched and pulled hard on my bound nipples. In the end i was begging Her to stop as the pain in my breasts was intense, and, with some reluctance She eventually consented.

It really was the most wonderful day, both as housewife and as Owners whore. And, the good news is....i'm off work tomorrow as well :o)

Of Birthday, Bras and Mistress 160 and Sol

Yesterday was my wonderful Owners bithday and so before heading out to work i baked Her a marshmallow, raspberry and cream swiss-roll style birthday which we both tucked into when we got home.

It was deliciously decadent!

Amongst the various cards and gifts that arrived in the post for Owner during the day ready for Her to open when She returned was one parcel that turned out not to be a birthday present at all, but rather an unexpected gift from down under for me. Over the years that i have been maintaining this blog regular readers will have noticed a couple of things about me. First, that i am less shy and more brazen than i was at the outset. Second, that my femming in public has gone from occasional terror (on my part) at the mere prospect of wearing just a touch of eyeshadow to something that feels a totally normal part of my normal out of work (and even partly at work) attire, whether in public or in private. Third, i now have a growing collection of bras which Owner likes to see me in at weekends and twice to work during the week (Wednesdays and Fridays to be precise!).

Now the subject of my bras has cropped up a few times in comments readers have left on this blog. Specifically, questions asking why i don't wear padded bras or falsies - mine are always unpadded and generally non-wired. The answer to that has been quite straightforward. Owner prefers me with what She describes as my nice flat titties and speaking for myself as someone who was born into a family of almost concave-chested women, breasts and specifically a desire for large breasts as part of my femming has never really been that much of an issue or unfulfilled desire on my part.

But, and this now brings me back to the additional parcel that arrived yesterday and also to the two wonderful people mentioned in the title of this blog, namely Mistress 160 and Her partner Sol. Although Owner and i have never actually met either of them both have been a constant and joyful, humorous, educational and inspirational part of our own long journey in a Femdom/Female-led relationship. Way back years ago when Owner and i were first starting out trying and learning how to live such a lifestyle there was a wonderful couple in cyberspace who we soon 'stumbled across' on a Femdom social-network site. Within that site there was a forum for Forced Feminisation which Mistress 160 moderated and in which She ran a series of photo challenges for members. This was at a time when i was still terrified of the girl inside me and so my early fumbling feminisation was very much of the forced kind. As my own confidence and comfort with who i am (a cross-dressing/trans submissive exhibitionist slut) grew the notion of 'forced feminisation' became somewhat redundant....indeed, even to the extent that Owners punishments consisted of depriving me of items of female clothing to wear.

However, by then we had both struck-up an on-line rapport with Mistress 160 and became faithful followers of Her wonderful blog and of Her and Sol's exploits down-under. In one of Her recent entries Mistress 160 posted some pictures of Sol wearing a new bra...to which i commented that it looked fabulous (which indeed it did). It was unlike any of mine in that it was padded.

And this brings me back to yesterady and the parcel that arrived from Australia. Mistress 160 and Sol had purchased and sent me not just a padded bra from the same supplier but also a wonderful pair of pretty, frilly panties too. With Owners permission i eagerly tried the bra on - it fitted perfectly. It was such a strange but wonderful feeling to look down and have breasts! i confess i did a fair bit of mirror gazing of my new boobs. i know that Owner loves my flat titties but it was wonderful to parade around with 'breasts' and Owner happily agreed to take a photoshoot of me today in our garden and in the flat. So, Mistress 160 and Sol this is what i looked like in your wonderful presents:

Now i'm thinking that bra would make a wonderful wearing at work or out in a park in summer underneath a tight-fitting halter-neck top public challenge - but that would be topping from the bottom! (grin). Either way it was a wonderful surprise and gift and thank you both.

But, and most importantly, happy birthday to my wonderful Owner and thank you for making me the happiest person alive.