Monday 15 September 2014

You Have to Start Somewhere + A Final Warning

One of the challenges Owner set me as part of my ongoing development was to start publishing 'erotic' short stories. i posted my first attempt at such a story on this blog a few months ago and i am pleased to say that it is now available to also buy online as an e-book short story. i published it on Lulu.com and the the story can also be downloaded from Amazon, Kobo and Lybrary at present. Of course you can read it here for free but if you do purchase it (and it costs less than $1) any monies received go to Owner (not me) - so it is going to a good cause :)

This weekend i also registered to sit the Diplomas de EspaƱol como Lengua Extrajenera (Diploma in Spanish as a Foreign Language - DELE) exam in late November. i will be sitting the entry level exam. Those that have followed this blog for a while will know that Owner is Spanish but whilst Her English is excellent (better than mine) my Spanish was none-existent. In fact, although i am reasonably well educated (i have a PhD) languages have always been an utter disaster for me and i have no language qualifications at all and have never had the confidence to even try to sit a language exam. Well, all that will soon be changing because part of my training and development as Her submissive and more recently as Her wife has also been an expectation that i will study and learn Spanish and prepare for a DELE exam. Though i will only be sitting the basic level this really is a big deal for me as anyone who knows me will know what a struggle i have found learning any language to be (and in the past i have also tried French and German). There is, of course, no guarantee i will pass but even to have got to the point where i feel confident enough to pay to sit a language exam is quite a milestone for me. i know i will never become proficient in Spanish but hopefully i can at least get a basic qualification.

Meanwhile, talking of starting somewhere, on Saturday morning Owner demanded that i lick Her arse whilst She masturbated Herself to an orgasm. i was out of chastity and She also instructed that i make my clitty hard as my tongue probed deep inside Her delicious anus. It was a wonderful way to start the day - licking Owners arse is, in my view, both a privilege and an honour as well as being exquisitely delicious. But to do so and be made to make oneself hard but not permitted any form of release was pure torment, it was wonderful! It has now been 37 days since my last orgasm and i can honestly say that there is nothing i crave more than the opportunity to continue to pleasure Owner whilst i am kept denied myself (either in chastity or out). To be kept aroused and horny but frustrated and denied is to be very happy indeed!

Later in the day Owner and i headed into town and visited a fantastic bead and charm shop, called Beadworks, near Covent Garden for me to purchase some materials with which to start making some more jewellery. Owners plan is that i am eventually to make enough jewellery for me to open a little shop on Etsy. i have made Her a couple of small items (earrings and a bracelet) but i think i have quite a way to go before i am ready to open an emporium to the world! :)

Last, i also have to report that during our recent visit to Edinburgh i again broke one of the rules i should always adhere to, specifically i ordered an alcoholic drink without having Owners permission to do so. This is the second time i have broken this rule - something we both know is completely unacceptable. Owner should expect Her wife to be behaving as She ought to be at all times and to only drink alcohol if and when Owner has permitted it.

Owner was justifiably upset and demanded that i show Her that i was committed to changing my ways and to ensuring that i never break this rule in future. Specifically, She stipulated that i provide Her with a written commitment that showed contrite i was and which showed that i was serious about never again breaking this rule (you may recall i also broke it back in July when we visited my fathers). To prove to Owner how serious i was i tried to think of something that i considered would be a severe punishment, something that i would really hate to have to do and which would demonstrate my determination to never let it happen again. i am pleased to say that the suggestion was accepted by Owner. Therefore, if i ever have another alcoholic drink again in my life without Her having first granted explicit permission to do so i will not be permitted to wear makeup or a skirt for a period of three months as punishment. A second offence will double the duration of this punishment, a third triple it and so forth. i sincerely hope my lesson has been learnt and that Owner never has cause to enforce such punishments in future.

Monday 8 September 2014

Castles, tartan and clamps

Owner and i have had a busy few days. We have just returned from a wonderful short trip to Edinburgh. We stayed at a fantastic luxury B&B called Number 29 which really is stunning and which we would both thoroughly recommend to anyone visiting. We re-visited (we've both been to Edinburgh in the past - but never together) many of the cities sights and Owner also used the opportunity of the stunning interior of our bedroom at the B&B to do a quick photoshoot. Here are a few photos from our trip. First, me in my little tartan dress in room;





 As you can see, the room was amazing! i so wish we had that bedroom at home.

And a couple of photos of the city itself;
View from Edinburgh Castle
Top of Calton Hill
View from Calton Hill
Water of Leith

Meanwhile, before we went away not being in chastity for the past few days also enabled more clamps to be attached to my clitty when cleaning. i sported builders clamps AND weighted table cloth clamps - 16 clamps in total, whilst cleaning and dusting our bedroom. Believe you me they make their presence felt as all contain little plastic teeth at the 'clamp' end which dig into flesh.

12 x builders clamps + 4 x weighted table cloth clamps in situ
grin and bear it!
However, i understand that wearing such clamps at least once a week is good for developing my pain tolerance and i am grateful for Owner for allowing me such opportunities to wear them as i dust and clean. Hopefully, i will be able to continue to demonstrate improved pain tolerance with practice. Currently i wear such clamps when cleaning/dusting one of the rooms on my weekly cleaning rota.

Depending on the day of the week and, consequently, the room being cleaned this could take between 10 -30 minutes. It took about 15 minutes to clean the bedroom and my clitty certainly knew it had been clamped hard by the time i had finished! i hope over time to be able to increase the severity and intensity of the clamping and to be able to handle a clitty spanking/paddling from Owner at the same time.

Monday 1 September 2014

A Lovely and Relaxed Weekend

After recent weekends which have been spent travelling or dealing with work being done on our flat is was wonderful to have a weekend with Owner of just doing as much or as little as we wanted and just enjoying each others company.

Saturday morning started in fine style with Owner inviting me back to bed after breakfast where She proceeded to caress me, pull and twist my nipple and spank my clitty before applying Her vibrator to Her sex and having me lick and prove Her arse as She brought Herself to a happy and shuddering orgasm. i was in heaven as She toyed with and spanked my clitty hard (i have been out of chastity since our trip to Copenhagen) and rubbed Herself against my swollen clitty but left me deliciously and deliriously denied. As we snuggled i begged Her to be left in this state of denial until at least Christmas. Of course, the decision as to whether or no i will be prevented from or permitted to orgasm is Hers and Hers alone but i have to confess to adoring the feeling of  frustrated arousal. i love watching and listening to Her cum, playing my part in bringing Her pleasure and satisfaction, being told to lick Her arse (one of my all time favourite acts to perform) whilst all the while aching and throbbing but being kept denied myself. To me sex really doesn't get any better than that.

Anyway, where was i? Oh yes, the rest of Saturday was spent with me catching-up on some overdue tasks about the flat, doing a further edit to a short story i submitted for publication via Lulu.com (apparently a fully naked cover image isn't appropriate :) for an 'adult' short-story) and then watching TV together in the evening.

Sunday started equally brightly. As i was washing up from breakfast Owner grabbed the paddle that hangs near to the sink for just this reason and began to paddle my naked buttocks as i cleaned and scrubbed the dishes. Owner then reached underneath me o start paddling my exposed 'bits'. This evoked happy muffled groans and grunts of delight from your s truly (i always wear a ball gag when washing up - hence the muffled sounds). i spread my thighs as wide as i could  as Owner paddled my testes hard before hanging the paddle back on its hook next to the sink and leaving me to dry and put away the dishes and enjoy the hot throbbing between my legs.

Next i cleaned and dusted the lounge, albeit this time i did so with my clitty adorned with builders clamps and weighted table cloth weights. By the time i had finished and the clamps were removed my clitty had acquired a bright shade of hot pink and was marked by a series of 'teeth' imprints from the serrated plastic clamps. Combined with the earlier paddling ensured that my clitty remained wonderfully 'hot flushed' and sensitive for the rest of the day.

The afternoon saw us both walking to Greenwich where we looked (unsuccessfully) to try and find some beads and other charms etc for me to turn into jewellery. i have ordered a load of basics from Etsy and now need to start producing some actual items with a view to potentially opening a shop on Etsy to sell them through. Then we headed to the cinema where Owner had bought tickets for us to watch a thoroughly enjoyable Danish noir thriller called 'The Keeper of Lost Causes'. Being a trip to the cinema mean that, of course, i was expected to change into a skirt to watch the movie. Here's a picture of me waiting for us to be able to go into the screening

not the prettiest of legs and not sure the socks and flats were a good idea
and inside waiting for the movie to start - and yes a few more people did arrive before the film started!
After the movie ended i headed back to the toilets to get changed back into jeans for the journey home. Unusually, all the cubicles in the gent were bust so i had to wait for a while until one become free, all the time getting some curious looks from guys at the urinals!

When Owner and i got home the remainder of the evening was spent with me doing some more cleaning whilst Owner listed to the football on the internet and then i did some Spanish studies before we both retired to bed.

It really was a very enjoyable and relaxed weekend