Then There Were Pints

Blimey, it has been  long time, months to be precise, since Owner and i last went for a drink. Well, today we went for our first drink together in 2021. Suffice to say, we both enjoyed even though we did end up having to finish it up in the local park (class) - you can only book a maximum two hour slot in the bar and then you get evicted - so to the park it was. Still, just to be able to get out was fun.

Anyway, backtrack...the day began with a caning. It had been due yesterday but, with Owners' consent it had been delayed until today. Two hundred strikes, ouch but oooh. It led to a lovely warm feeling down in those parts

Prior to that i baked some muffins, gluten free feta and tomato at Owners' request. They came out really well, here is the first batch

There was enough to make half a dozen more. The next culinary challenge Owner has set for me is to make gluten free dumplings  - that will be a challenge.

Fast forward to this afternoon though and, for the first time since last year, Owner and i were able to return to a pub as they have, at last, re-opened. You have to reserve a seat in advance, cannot sit inside and can only book for 2 hour slots, but still we were able to visit.

We arrived at our allocated time slot (4pm) and had a thoroughly enjoyable time until we had to leave two hours later. It was lovely to sit down (albeit outside) and have a drink and people watch. Here we are

Our first drink together of 2021

My first cider of the year...cheers!

Our allocated two hours up, time to relocate to the park

You can currently only book two hour outdoor slots in pubs due to Covid-19 restrictions so at the end of our session we relocated to the park for some more drinks (how classy). It was, however, wonderful to be able to once again go out, have a drink, and judge people! How we have missed that.

i hope everyone is well and having as much fun as they are able.

199 and Out

Well, two hours short of reaching my two hundredth day without an orgasm, this morning i had a little accident whilst being teased and tormented by Owner and suddenly and 'leaked' copious quantities of semen all over. It wasn't a proper orgasm, there were none of the accompanying sensations, just a large and unstoppable leakage. One minute Owner had been beating my exposed clit and nipples as i lay in bed, with Her used knickers draped over my face, before straddling my hips to pleasure Herself with Her vibrator and the next i was apologising as a steady flow of semen streamed across my belly and down between my butt cheeks.

Owner looked disappointed. i think She had half expected such an outcome as She had placed a towel underneath me but even so i think She had wanted me to hold out. On waking this morning She had started to caress my nipples and clit and had continued to do so after breakfast when we were cuddled in the lounge catching up on a favourite TV programme. When that finished She told me to go back to bed 'for more caresses'. Once there She set about alternating between sucking on my breasts, then caressing them and then spanking and caning my nipples and my exposed clit. They were already still sensitive from having been beaten yesterday with Her riding crop (after She first caned my backside) and my little clit was was standing proud, making full use of its uncaged status.

After beating and caressing me for a bit Owner then took out Her vibrator, straddled my groin and started to pleasure Herself with Her toy as She ground against my clit. Whether it was the sight of Her enjoying Herself in front of me or the sensation of Her vibrator combined with the earlier beatings or a combination of all three when She briefly lifted Herself up and off me that is when the accident happened and i leaked all over the place.

Owner scooped up my mess and fed it to me and then rolled over and presented Her backside for me to feast on whilst She continued bringing Herself off with Her vibrator. i eagerly licked Her anus out until She came. So, there we have it. After 199 days and 22 hours i once again had an 'orgasm'. Not a proper one but copious amounts of semen still flowed from my clitty as a result. All i could do was apologise and try to ensure that i pleasured Owner as She expected. The contrast between our experiences was notable. Whereas i whimpered an apology as, without wanting to, i leaked helplessly and without sensation, She orgasmed with evident enjoyment and pleasure.

My first orgasm in over six months was an unintended [Edited 19/04/21] one.

The Slut On Platform 3....

Well today has been an eventful day. First off we got our boiler repaired so we now have hot water, yay! But, the boiler has a new fault and keeps losing pressure so we still don't have a fully working one, boo!

First thing this morning i also got to roll two sets of dice, the dice that determines whether or not i remain in chastity and my monthly outdoor challenge dice. First off, chastity. So, Owner's dice (She determines the options the dice is loaded with) decided that i am to remain in chastity for another three months, but for weekdays only. Weekends will see me unlocked until the 16th July, when the chastity dice will be rolled again.

Next up, it was the turn of the monthly outdoor challenge dice. The first to be rolled was the location dice. It stated that whatever i was to do was to be completed at our local railway station...cue nervous tension, it can be busy although Covid has reduced the number of travellers. Then the second dice was thrown to see what i would have to do. It decided that i had to wear only shoes and lingerie and stockings under a long coat. Now, this made for an interesting and risque public challenge.

i left our flat at lunchtime in between work meetings and calls to head to the station to complete the challenge. So, how did i get on? Well...ta da

at the railway station

getting myself ready

It was a thrilling challenge to do, as too was the walk to and from the station itself back home. It takes me along a very busy London road and there were loads of people about as i walked casually past knowing that under my coat i was half-naked. Oh, what an exhibitionist i am! As they say, watch out, watch out there's a submissive slut about. 

Oh, and tonight i am due to receive my weekly caning. Enjoy your weekends.

Tied Up and Chilly

Yesterday, after i had finished working for the day, Owner tied me up whilst i was still in my work blouse and skirt and left me kneeling in the bedroom whilst She went about doing Her exercises and some other activities. Owner is good with ropes and enjoys tying me up and restraining me on occasion. Usually, She does this with me remaining in Her company. This is, i think, the first time She has restrained me and then left me to go about Her business. 

It felt appropriate that She should do so and gave me time to quieten my mind after a slightly stressful day at work and to simply think. In an odd way it felt almost therapeutic to be left restrained like that. It was also quite arousing and my mind soon wandered to imagining a variety of scenarios in which i had been restrained by Owner and then left by Her. Tied up naked in front of the window, or to a lamp post, or restrained on all fours with my knickers down. Fun thoughts. Anyway, when Owner was done and it was time for me to get changed and start preparing dinner She returned and untied me. Her i am tied up in my work blouse and skirt kneeling by Owners' bed

yes that is a gag and clamps you can see hanging from the bedpost

and yes that is a small leather flogger hanging from this bedpost

Earlier in the week the new nipple jewellery that Owner ordered for me arrived, It is a beautiful shield type design and it matches perfectly the sparkly belly piercing that She also bought me a while back. You can see the ring in situ below, i think it is super pretty

my new nipple ring

In less happy news our boiler broke down yesterday so we are currently without heating or hot water. It will hopefully be repaired on Friday when the engineer arrives. In the meantime, i have been 'benefiting' from the joys of ice cold morning showers. My already little clit shrunk to almost microscopic proportions inside its chastity cage shelter!

Cooking, Caning and New Coat

This morning Owner administered my regular weekly caning/spanking. It was postponed from Friday as Owner had now been feeling well. This week i was required to received 50 strokes from Her wooden spoon on my clit and then one hundred strokes from Her new metal tenderising implement. Owner ensured that i was safely secured in my new yoke before commencing, which turned out to be a good move as otherwise i would have thrashed about a lot, especially from the clit spanking with the wooden spoon. It definitely hurt as She struck my helplessly exposed 'bits'. Here are some pictures

Looking pensive before the first blows landed on my exposed bits

Pink buttocks after the metal tenderiser went to work

Owner also came up with a good idea which is that She could use the redundant central section of the yoke, the bit your head is supposed to go through if you are more flexible then i am. as a base to attach things to - such as clamps to my nipples etc. It is a potentially fiendish thought!

Recently, i have also been busy making some of the dishes that Owner has requested on me. Today, i prepared a vegetable Moroccan tagine and earlier in the week i made (at the second attempt) some half decent gluten-free pide (Turkish bread). i really enjoy cooking for Owner and am enjoying completing these new culinary challenges She is setting me. You can see the result of my culinary efforts below.

Gluten-free pide

Vegetable tagine (in authentic pot)

Ta da!

My next culinary  challenge is to make gluten free feta and tomato muffins.

This week i also received my new spring raincoat that Owner allowed me to purchase. i am really pleased with it and think it looks very pretty. It comes from a company called Lighthouse which do some really nice cots and other clothes. Here i am modelling my new coat, now i just need some warmer weather with showers to wear it in

This week is going to be quite a significant one for me. On Monday all of the shops and hair salons etc re-open in England so i will be finally able to make an appointment to get my hair cut - the first time it has been cut in 2021. But, that is not what i am referring to.

No, the real moment comes on Friday 16th April. It is the day when the chastity dice Owner created for me get rolled again. It will determine whether or not i remain in full-time chastity as i have been for the past three months or whether i get placed into a different regime. 

That same day is also when i will be rolling (and completing) the monthly outdoor challenge dice that Owner devised for me. Last month saw me having to go to our local supermarket wearing just a long coat and my lingerie. i wonder what i will end up having to do this month?

Stay safe all, hopefully we will all slowly be able to start to return to normal as the vaccine roll-outs continue

A Simple Pet?

Owner made a comment this morning which made me laugh, She described me as being 'Such a simple pet, just three things interest you, lingerie, planes and volcanoes!' Though not a fully accurate statement, there are actually many other things that interest me too, it does rather reflect what i have been looking at online recently. i love looking at, and wearing, pretty lingerie. 

Planes have been an obsession of mine since i was a child. My Dad was a commercial airline pilot (now retired) so i grew up fascinated by planes and love flying - i got to go on lots of free trips growing up, which had the added bonus of also spending time in the company of the cabin crew when we arrived at the destination. As a teenager getting to hang out with stewardesses and stewards was quite a thrill! i even, on occasion, got to 'fly' the plane - probably a good job the hundreds of passengers never knew that their pilot was a teenage kid. Actually, the autopilot would have been on so am sure it was all perfectly safe!

Last, the Icelandic volcanic eruption(s) are fascinating and beautiful to watch. The scenery of Iceland is stunning. Owner and i had the god fortune to spend a fortnight there almost ten years ago and would love to go back one day. [Edit by Owner - Wow I can't believe it was that long ago]

But there is a lot more to me than the above, obviously. i also spend a lot of my time feeling quite frustratingly horny and thinking naughty thoughts. It is now over six months since i last orgasmed. The longer i am kept denied the hornier i feel. It is a quite delicious feeling. Being kept denied and also locked into chastity is an even more wonderfully frustrating state to be in. There is no opportunity or temptation to caress my little clit, to coax it to life. My chastity device is so small that my little clit can no longer even get aroused, just swell a little and throb. It has, in fact become what Owner always refers to it as being, my clit. Just a chastised one. Small and cute in its cage. 

With my clit unavailable my attention instead sometimes strays to my nipples which now become easily aroused and are always highly sensitive. It is tempting to just spend my idle moments caressing them, the sensation is exquisite. But mostly it is just my brain that goes into overdrive. Much of my day is spent daydreaming about when Owner might next let me pleasure Her with my tongue, something that i love to do. i would happily spend all day licking out Her backside, which She loves to have me do as She sits on my face and pleasures Herself with one of Her vibrators.

i also daydream about being fucked by Owner, especially of having my 'pussy' stretched open wide. i am definitely a size whore and cannot even begin to describe how wonderful it felt to be opened up last weekend by Her big tentacle dildo. Just thinking about it or typing it here makes my whole body shudder with delight. The sensation of being both opened up wide but also of having the tip of the tentacle deep, deep inside my pussy was indescribable. Yes, i definitely am a size whore who loves to be fucked and daydreams about it a lot.

The one thing that i do miss about my denied state is the taste of fresh semen. Owner used to feed me mine after i had orgasmed, scooping it up off my belly with Her fingers and wiping them clean in my mouth or having me lick up my mess with my tongue. Now, after my long period of denial, i increasingly daydream about being fed semen, copious quantities of it. Not my own. As i have said before i actually prefer being kept in a state of denial. Given the choice of being allowed to orgasm or remain denied i would choose the latter. On the very rare occasions when i am allowed to cum i always feel somewhat deflated, disappointed. Yes it is a brief and extremely intense head rush and yes, it is true that when i do cum i cum noisily, like a true slut as Owner would say. But i would prefer not to, prefer to be aroused and then left to stew in delicious, frustrated desire. For ever. So, in my idle semen drinking fantasies it is never my own but always others that i am hungrily consuming. [Edit by Owner - so we will have to get you a pint of semen?]

Then there is my exhibitionist side. This has been with me since i was a teenager. In my very early teens i would sneak out of my parents house and streak down our suburban street in the early hours of the morning. Somewhere there may still be security footage of me and a friend at University streaking drunkenly through the computer lab when we had finished our studies. Then fast forward to today and i both love, yet am also terrified by, some of the monthly exhibitionist challenges that i am tasked by Owner with completing. It is a kind of drug and like any drug i keep craving more. This too is magnified, i think, by my state of orgasm denial. i both love and hate making an exhibition of myself but i cannot get enough of it. i enjoy being a slut and behaving like one, even though it makes me nervous and knots my stomach. i love to have to make myself ignore others stares and try to act like i could not give a shit what they might think of me or what i look like. i have found that the older i get the easier this becomes. i daydream a lot about outfits or locations or activities i might have to do in public, things that give people an insight into the real me, not the curated version we all cloak ourselves in. i am a slut and am happy to be thought of and known as one.

Added to my exhibitionist side is my feminine one. i adore this side of me and will never be able to thank Owner enough for having both encouraged and accepted this side of who i am. i am so much more at ease with myself and, for the first time in my life these past few years when i look at myself in a mirror the person i see reflected feels right, feels like me. i didn't know that feeling until a few years ago, i always felt like i was looking at someone else, a bit like how when someone records your voice it doesn't sound like you think you sound like. Now, when i am dressed and ready, especially when i do photo shoots with Owner, i feel like the real me is on show. Owner has recently remarked that i have got better at posing when She photographs me. There may be an element of that but i also think that it is because i am also becoming, with each passing day, much more comfortable in my own skin. i now sometimes like how i look (god - how vain that sounds!) - that has never, ever been the case until these past few years.

Then there is the pain. This is relatively new as a thing that i crave and fantasise about. Owner always characterised me as being a 'fluffy' pet, and a high maintenance one at that. Accordingly, She has placed quite an emphasis on my getting better at enduring pain and discomfort, both through clamps but also via canings, beatings etc. Truth be told i always used to hate these. However, of late this has changed. The change first occurred about five or so years ago when Owner discovered that Owner could make me orgasm simply by beating my testes, no other stimulation just sustained hard beating. At first the discomfort would be horrible but then something magic occurred and pain turned to pleasure. This quickly became the only method by which i would be permitted to orgasm, Owner would beat them out of me. Whether it was this experience or not i don't know but in the last six months or so i have come to increasingly appreciate and welcome the regular beatings/canings etc that She subjects me to on a now weekly basis. i have bought Her new implements to use and restraints to better secure me with. i still find them uncomfortable and painful but i now really welcome them and have come to enjoy them after the event. Owner too seems to have grown more confident Herself and holds back less than She once did. She still does not truly let go, i hope over time that She will that She will happily ignore whatever i might be saying, or begging, and truly hit to hurt. i am not a natural pain slut but i do think that i am on the way to becoming one. So, i think about being beaten by Owner a lot too, and that also excites me.

Then of course there are the other things. Cooking and cleaning for Owner excites me and i enjoy doing it, and actually fret and worry about if i fall behind. Owner has recently started challenging me to prepare new dishes and i really enjoy this. i love cooking for Her, it is a cliche but me cooking for Her is an expression of my love for Her. i love being Her housewife. [Edit by Owner - not sure that cleaning excites you, maybe I should set you cleaning challenges too].

i also love drinking Her piss. Again, this really excites me and sends a little thrill down my spine as a gulp down a glass of Her wonderful wine. i wild love to drink Her piss much more often than i do. It remains a rare treat whereas in my fantasies it would be part of my daily sustenance. i'd love to lick Her clean after She has toileted.

So, a simple pet? Perhaps. But a naughty, slutty, dirty, exhibitionist, girly, denied and very, very happy one as well. Thank you Owner for inspiring such constant lusty thoughts and keeping your wife so horny and excited.

Buggered Bunny

Oh what fun and games we have been having today, or to be more precise, what fun i have been having! Owner created a special Easter egg hunt for me to complete. Inside each of the hidden eggs was an instruction from Her that i had to complete. In addition to that She also indulged me with an Easter photo shoot in my Easter outfit, we even decorated eggs together. It has been a fantastic day.

What follows is a snapshot of how we spent Eater sunday. First, the egg hunt. This saw me hunting around the flat trying to find the six eggs that Owner had hidden, each of which contained a hand-written instruction from Her. Off i went, searching for the eggs. To make it more challenging, Owner let me hunt in short 3 minute spurts only during the day.

i had a little basket in which to collect the eggs in and when each egg was found i was allowed to open it in order the carry out the instruction inside.

with my Easter basket

i actually started the egg hunt before changing into the bunny outfit so the first few images are just of me in my dressing gown/nightie at the start of the day. Inside one egg was an instruction to attach twenty mini pegs to my clitty and then ask Owner to beat them with Her riding crop...which She did, bringing tears to my eyes

clamped clitty about to be cropped

Another egg instructed me to ask Owner to bite me on my bottom

Owners' bite mark on my cheek

Another still said i was to deep throat one of Owner's dildos. It has actually been quite a while since i last practised deep throating and i find that, if i don;t practice regularly i lose the ability. Luckily, Owner instructed me to keep going for ten minutes so by the end i had managed to (almost) take it all the way down again whilst creating a small pool at the base from my saliva.

Ready for ten minutes of deep throating

Gobble, gobble

One of the eggs instructed me to play with my nipples and clit using an ice cube. i think you can tell from the video that i perhaps enjoyed this a bit too much! i soo love playing with my nipples and the sensation of the ice against them was exquisite

The fifth egg found instructed me to play with my pussy using two fingers. It has been a while since i was last allowed to play with my pussy and so this i thoroughly enjoyed having the opportunity to do

Pleasuring my pussy

However, i could not, for the life of me, find the sixth of the eggs. Owner switched proceedings and we completed my Easter Bunny photo shoot instead

and then headed outside for a short while. Before returning to try and find the elusive last egg. Finally, i found it. This last egg said i was to ask Owner to fuck me with the large tentacle dildo. This was super exciting as the dildo was a present for my birthday but this was to be the first time Owner allowed me to use it. It is quite big, as you can see, but i have a pussy that adores to be filled up and i have been dying to feel the tentacle dildo inside me for months. Today was going to be my very lucky day

Tentacle dildo ready to slide into my pussy

Owner lubed me up and then eased the tentacle in. Then She started to rhythmically fuck me with it. The dildo felt amazing inside, it is very flexible and so easily goes in wonderfully deep and really stretches you open. Owner spanked my chastised clitty and even let me caress my nipples as She fucked me. However, She stopped before i got too excited. 

Today marks the six month anniversary of my last orgasm and i wasn't going to be having one today. in fact i have no idea when, or whether, i might be permitted to orgasm again. Having an opportunity to be fucked by the tentacle dildo was, however, a wonderful way to finish off the Easter egg hunt. How lucky i am! 

i leave you with a picture of the eggs we painted and decorated using nail polish etc. Owner's are the more artistic two in the middle, mine are the ones at either end.

As Flexible As A Plank

i guess i didn't really think it through. When i ordered the breeding yoke, as a surprise for Owner to prevent me from wriggling about quite as much when She spanks or canes my clit, i should have paid more attention to the small print. The shop does say that you need to be flexible to be placed into the yoke, something that i am not. 

Basically, to fit it you need to be able to bend so that your feet are held up around your ears, you know, like you could do when you were just a few months old. Unfortunately, that was probably about the last time i could maintain that position. i am someone who struggles to even be able to touch my own toes. A combination of an innate lack of natural flexibility and two previously slipped discs means that bendy i am not. Of course, me being me, i did not think of such things when ordering. Just saw the position effortlessly held by the model in the promotional pictures and thought, 'that would keep me secured and fully exposed' and went ahead and ordered the yoke for Owner.

Anyway, fast forward to last night and after a lovely afternoon walk along the Thames, followed by a movie at home with a big bowl of popcorn, we set about trying to use the yoke in order for Owner to be able to administer my weekly beating. This week it had been determined that i was to receive sixty strikes to my testicles/bits from Her round metal tenderiser and then one hundred and sixty strikes on my backside with the carved wooden paddle.

First things first though, was securing me down in the yoke. It very quickly became apparent that there was no way on earth i was flexible enough to use it as intended. However, Owner was ultimately able to secure me down in the device by basically abandoning all efforts to affix the yoke around my neck and focus instead on just securing my hands and legs. You can see the resultant position below.  Had i the body of a gymnast my head would be sticking out of the large hole in the middle of the yoke, but i don't, so it is not. It still worked though as a means of securing me for Owner to administer my beating, striking my very exposed and squishy 'labia' with Her nasty little metal tenderiser implement (another gift from me). It really is a quite uncomfortable thing to be struck repeatedly across your bits with but at least this way Owner can use it without me being able to wriggle out of the way or protect myself in any way from Her

Yoke and metal clit tenderiser

My head would be poking through that central hole if i had the flexibility!

The good thing about the yoke is that, being a breeding yoke, it works just as well, if not better, when the person being restrained is inverted. To administer my bottom beating Owner unlocked my legs, had me roll over onto my knees and then secured them again. It is a great feeling to be locked down with your legs physically spread open. i can see why they call it a 'breeding' yoke! My pussy craved to be fucked, spread open and on full view with my face flat down on the bed. i felt like a complete slut as Owner set about beating my bottom with the paddle.

Helpless and locked down in the 'breeding' position with Owners' carved wooden paddle

Post paddling pinkness

So to conclude, although we were not able to use the breeding yoke as intended, thanks to my innate lack of flexibility, we were able to make use of it nonetheless. Owner declared the yoke to be a useful addition that will certainly help to make beating and canings of my clit easier whilst i can daydream  of being locked down and ravaged by Her like a slut. Oh, and there was much amusement and bouts of laughter and giggles on both our parts as we tried to figure out a way of locking down the human equivalent of a plank, aka moi :)

Happy Birthday Owner

Today is Owners' birthday. The day started with cake and presents opening. i bought Her a diamond and white gold key necklace, together with some clothes, a bunch of pretty dried flowers, a braided cane and a breeding yoke restraint that ought to stop me from wriggling about quite so much when my clit is being caned.

Owner seemed very happy with Her gifts and with the cake. Unfortunately, however, She developed a really bad migraine which rather ruined Her day. Hopefully, She will feel well enough to be able to enjoy the dinner i am preparing for Her tonight. i just wish that there was something that i could do that would mean She might never have to suffer another migraine again, now that would be great gift to be able to give.

Happy birthday Owner, i love you with all of my heart.

Owners' birthday cake ablaze

Her new necklace

Owners' beautiful breasts and Her new necklace

Cake and dried flowers

i may regret getting these particular presents!