Standing, Spanking, Plugging and Flaunting

Owner and i have both had a tiring week so we are thankful that the weekend is finally upon us. Owner ended the week by administering my weekly disciplinary session which consisted of one hundred on my bottom with her metal paddle, followed by 50 strikes to the exposed 'bits' of my chastised clitty with a wooden spoon - the latter requiring me to be restrained in the wooden yoke to prevent me from squirming about. It was a punishing end to a punishing week, but i know these weekly discipline sessions are needed and good for me. i am very grateful to Owner for administering them.

The week started with me being required to perform a novel (for me) act, namely i was made to stand facing the wall in the corner in just my knickers for half an hour whilst Owner read Her book. It was the first time Owner has had me do this. To pass the time i counted the passing seconds in my head, reaching about 1800 when Owner announced the 30 minutes were over. It was actually a surprisingly good way of having me stop thinking about the stresses of work and empty my mind. i think Owner enjoyed having me stand patiently for Her too.  i can imagine it would be harder to do had i been wearing heels, or clamped, luckily i was neither.

However, a few days later did find me with my pussy plugged and walking arm in arm with Owner around our local park after work, the walk culminating in me doing 20 squats for Her - which were pleasant to do as on each dip i could feel the heavy metal plug shift a little inside me.

Oh, and one other 'first' to report - this week i attended my first face-to-face work meeting in well over a year. i decided to  be 'brave' and rather than wear one of the non-padded bras that i used to wear into the office i chose instead to wear a padded one - which i have grown accustomed to wearing daily throughout lockdown. i wore it under a blouse and jacket - i was attending a board meeting so needed to look vaguely 'smart' -  and was also in full, albeit light, makeup. Incidentally, i think Owner has taken a liking to my now regularly having visible 'breasts' - in the form of my padded bras - as She will occasionally grab and squeeze them through my top. Not the same as if i had real ones of course but still i am thrilled She seems to like to occasionally fondle my pretend ones.

So my week involved some corner time, a good spanking, being plugged and meeting board members and directors wearing a padded bra and full makeup as well as doing my usual housework and exercises and trying to be a good wife for Owner. 

Corner time

My bottom after today's spanking

Hello Sweden and Thoughts on Orgasm Denial and Sexual Pleasure

No, the blog post does not mean that Owner and i are away visiting Scandinavia, sadly...though we hope to be again soon. Instead, it reflects a curious change in visitor traffic to this blog.

Usually, these blog posts attract a pretty steady and fairly low volume of page views. Sometimes higher, sometimes lower, fluctuating a little depending on content and sometimes for no apparent reason at all. However, there has been a sudden and dramatic surge in views for some of my recent posts. We are talking more than three times the average page views the blog normally receives, albeit from an admittedly relatively low base. What is curious, however, is that the blogger analytics tells me that all these new views are coming from one country in particular....Sweden.

So, hej sverige jag och välkommen till den här bloggen (if that doesn't say 'hello Sweden and welcome to this blog' then blame google translate!)

In other news, we had our aircon installed in the flat yesterday, just in time for the heatwave in London to break. Still, Owner is especially delighted that She now has a cool sanctuary to hide out in whenever it gets too hot again. One of the first things that She said to me after it had been installed was that She:

'Did not want to find me standing in front of the aircon caressing my erect nipples in the cold breeze!'

Honestly, She knows me too well! Of course that was one of the first things that crossed my mind. It is true that i can sometimes be found idly caressing my nipples, i love to touch/be touched there. 

Talking of touching, each night before i drift off to sleep Owner caresses my my buttocks and pussy - ostensibly to 'check my temperature' - She always maintains that i have a cold backside. It is a lovely way to fall asleep, Her fingers touching and stroking my derriere. For my part i love to bury my face in Her chest, though of course nothing in the world beats those occasions when i am permitted to bury my tongue between Her wonderful cheeks.

The eagle eyed of you may also have noticed that it is now almost 100 days (98 at the time of writing to be precise) since i had my last orgasm. i have had just one orgasm to date this year. Last year i had four but the year before that i had no orgasms at all. i sincerely believe that being kept denied is good for me. In fact, i have grown so accustomed to expecting not to be allowed to orgasm that, on the very rare occasions when i am permitted to do so, any fleeting orgasmic high is tempered by feelings of  disappointment. Orgasmic denial (together with being kept in long-term chastity) is, to me at least, a sign of my devotion and complete submission to Owner. 

So strong, in fact is this sense of denial being manifestation of my love and total surrender to Her control that, even on the odd occasions when i am allowed out of chastity, it does not ever cross my mind to masturbate. To do so would feel like a betrayal. Owner is the centre of my world, the one to whom i have submitted completely and who controls all aspects of my life. Orgasmic denial is one of the ways in which i try to demonstrate my total submission to Her. My clit is Hers, not mine. 

When Owner chooses to make me cum it is because She decides this for me, it is never, ever sought by me. My default state has, over the years, come to be one of orgasmic denial. Left to my own devices i would never orgasm again, would remain locked forever. It would be a small sacrifice to make for the honour of demonstrating my eternal submission and surrender to Her.

To me, to be kept in a state of permanent orgasm denial for the rest of my life would be an honour. 

i have already learnt never to expect to be allowed to put my clitty inside of Owner again. It has been about a dozen years since that last happened. She has no need of it, Her toys, my face and my tongue provide for Her needs. My clitty has long since been sexually redundant. Even when Owner does make me orgasm my clit rarely plays any part. Owner learnt years ago that She could make me orgasm by beating my testicles - or labia. It fast became Her preferred, then only, way to make me ejaculate. It hurts, i howl. Like a slut She says. Nowadays when She beats and strikes them Owner stops before the pleasure overwhelms the pain, ensuring that i do not cum.

So my clit has become entirely redundant. It is already quite small, always has been. However, i now have a recurrent fantasy, a daydream, where Owner arranges to have it shrunk, shrunk down to the size of my little toe. A pointless, useless little nub (with a teeny, tiny cage over it). In my fantasy my testes/labia remain - suspended invitingly below my pointless clit for Owner to strike and beat at will. 

What then of pleasure? Do i not still crave pleasure? Of course i do but my pleasure centres have shifted. My nipples and my 'pussy' have become my primary sources of arousal. i will sit or stand and idly caress my tits like a slut, and as for my pussy - it loves to be stretched, craves to be opened up, loves to be fucked by Owner. i really have become a size whore.

But real pleasure? Real pleasure, true pleasure for me is not to be had through my own experience. Much as i may adore being fucked and fucked hard by Owner that to me is not real pleasure. No, real pleasure, the kind that really makes my heart and soul sing, is to be had when i can feel Her flesh quiver, Her muscles spasm, Her thighs clench tight as She climaxes with my tongue pleasuring Her anus. That is my personal heaven. My nirvana. One moment like that is more pleasurable, more exciting, more thrilling than any transient moment i might experience. To me, true pleasure is to be found in bringing Owner pleasure.

Hot and Getting Hotter

The downside of living in a city of London is that most of the houses and apartments are not designed or built with a heatwave in mind, especially the large stock of older buildings. The house in which Owner and i have a flat in the top floor was built over one hundred years ago. The minute the temperature outside climbs so too does the temperature inside. It is soon quite unpleasant when you have no garden, are working from home with the thermometer past 30 degrees indoors and the fan blasting warm air in your face.

On the plus side, at the end of this week we are getting some air conditioning installed, but in the meantime we sweat. The only way to survive is to make sure that, come the evening you get your caged clitty cooled by a good fan, as i am doing in the picture below:

Enjoying a cool breeze on my bits

And that you dress appropriately when preparing meals and doing housework - furry butt plug optional of course :)

Tail between my legs

But, heat or no heat there is no excuse for not getting in a bit of deepthroat practice when commanded to do so by your Owner whilst watching TV together

Or, slipping in that butt plug that you have been instructed to insert whilst working

So yes, the heat may be uncomfortable, but there is no excuse for slacking off or not being the slut you are. 

Meanwhile, we both cannot wait for the air conditioning to be installed.

Housewife in Heat

It has been a hot day in London. Owner agreed to me wearing a more weather appropriate outfit to do the chores in, my skimpy little apron with a pair of frilly panties. It is a good job nobody came to the door with a parcel or something to deliver! Owner seemed to enjoy my summer cleaning outfit though, She pulled my knickers down on more than one occasion and caressed me...which of course left me even more hot and bothered than i already was. By the time i had swept, mopped and dusted i had worked up quite a 'glow'.

Suitably attired for a heatwave

the frilly knickers that Owner repeatedly pulled down

after the sweeping came the mopping....then the sweating!

 The two of us then closed the blinds and settled down to watch a movie in the relative cool and dark of our lounge. We are having some aircon installed at the end of next week - which Owner is really looking forward to as She is not a fan of the heat.

Movie over it was time to catch-up on a caning for yours truly, on my bottom and my breast and then i helped Owner make some tiramisu. 

bottom warmed up - not that it really needed warming in today's heat!

We'll head out for a walk later before dusk when the temperature has dropped a little further

Double Dice Day

Well today is the glorious 16th for me which meant rolling two sets of dice at breakfast. The first to determine my chastity status for the coming month and the second set of dice to decide what monthly outdoor challenge i would have to undertake today.

First, the chastity dice. After a three month spell of wearing my chastity device on weekdays only (as determined by a previous roll of Owners' dice) this time the dice decided that i should stay fully locked 24/7 until the 16th August - when the dice will be rolled once again.

My chastity status having been decided it was time to decide what type and wear i should be doing my monthly outdoor challenge. The first dice determined that i should return to the our local park and the second that i should wear a dress and heels. Today has been a bright, sunny and quite warm day and so i decided to wear a pretty white dress, white hold-up stockings and the pretty pink sandals that i wore on my wedding day.

i completed the challenge just after lunch. Owner expressed concern about whether i would be OK to get to the park walking in the heels but i was determined to give it a try (the park is about a 5 minute walk from our house). There were a number of people out and about, including a late middle-aged woman who told me that i looked pretty, which i thanked her for before continuing on my way. i eventually made it to the park and took the following pictures before teetering back home again.

In the park in my heels and dress

Me getting ready to leave the house

Owner declared Herself satisfied that i had completed the challenge when i returned home and showed Her the pictures i had taken.

So, all in all, it was quite an exciting double dice day.

TV Tips for Vanilla Sub Sluts

Well today was an interesting day, i was filmed, for a TV programme. Now, before you get too carried away i should mention that this was in relation to my job, not as part of some fly-on-the-wall docu-drama about Owner and my lifestyle (which would itself be fun). No, this was strictly a work-related thing. So this meant no short skirts, no sex toys...none of that sort of naughty stuff.

But, it did mean that all of the following were possible. Namely to be filmed whilst,

• locked in chastity - CHECK
• wearing cute knickers - CHECK
• wearing a lacy bra - CHECK
• wearing make-up (my own) - CHECK
• wearing my usual rings and chains etc - CHECK n.b. though i did have to remove my little bell bracelet as the sound could apparently be heard of it tinkling as i walked

In short, even when doing very vanilla activities there is still always plenty of opportunity to bring a little bit of the 'real' you to the party.

Here is a picture taken from the shoot

In other news i received a few interesting compliments from my mum and my aunt in the past week. First, my mum managed to come out with the line (when talking to me on the phone)

That is such a girly thing to say- which kind of made me smile

Then my aunt, when meeting Owner and i for dinner earlier this week, remarked (when talking of my relationship with Owner) 

You can really see who is in charge - which also made me smile

Finally, to THAT football match, the England vs. Italy one. Did the result mean that i had to undertake more challenges or punishments? No. Both Owner and i each picked Italy to win, which meant that neither of us beat the other - so the result was another draw which meant no extra challenges or punishment. Oh well.

Tomorrow, however, is a big day in the calendar. It is the 16th of the month which means that, not only do i get to have to roll the dice for another outdoor challenge. It is also time to roll the chastity dice again. Last time i rolled these was exactly three months ago when they determined that i should go from being in chastity 24 hrs a day, 7 days a week to being in chastity on weekdays only for a 3 month period. Well that 3 month period ends tomorrow when i will discover whether i will return to being locked up 24/7 or not.

i will keep you posted on the outcome.

Euroslut Finally Back Outside

Hello all. i am pleased to say that Owner and my period of quarantine following our return from Spain, and confirmation that someone on the flight tested positive for Covid-19, came to an end earlier this week after we both tested negative. Owner immediately took the opportunity presented to resume Her regime of early morning walks. However, i have been working very long hours all week and so it was not until today, a full two weeks since i last left the flat, that i finally ventured back outside. But what a little adventure it was!

You may recall that Owner created a little competition linked to the results of the European football tournament that is currently underway. Depending on how we got on with our match predictions i risked needing to undertake a series of challenges or punishments. It all hinged on whether Owner or i chose more winners in each stage of the tournament. Remarkably, all the way up until the semi-finals we both picked the same number of winners. As a result, each stage of the competition was declared a draw and there were no consequences for me.

However, that situation changed with the outcome of the semi-finals. Quite remarkably (for someone who has almost zero interest in football) i actually picked the correct match winners, thus beating Owner. The downside to beating Her was that i was required to undertake an outdoor challenge. i duly rolled the dice used to decide the nature of all such challenges and it determined that i was to wear a dress and high heels to the bus stop by our local park.

Regular readers will know that this location/challenge has come up before. However, despite it not being very sunny i decided to try and give it a seasonal twist by wearing little ankle socks with my heels rather than stockings.

So, after two weeks of not having ventured outside at all my first post-quarantine outdoor excursion saw we heading upto the park in my dress, heels and and ankle socks. You can judge how i got on with my challenge below - it was fun to do

Me at the bus stop

waiting for my ride

Owner took this from our flat as i set off for the park

and this one too as i headed up our street

The final of the competition is tomorrow and, whatever the outcome, one thing is certain a draw is impossible and so this euroslut will be tasked with doing something else again.

In other news. Last weekend Owner gave me a thoroughly good caning which reddened my cheeks a treat

i know i can expect to receive another one this weekend. To be honest, whereas these canings are not punishment beatings - just a weekly opportunity to be disciplined - this week even i think i deserve to be punished. Work has been extremely busy meaning i have worked very long hours and my usual domestic chores routine has completely fallen apart. Neither of us like it when this happens, Owner is disappointed and i hate having my work take over my life. It needs to stop and i know i deserve to be punished for having let it happen.

That's about all there is to report. Take care one and all.

Quarantine Update

So Owner and i remain in quarantine following our return from Spain. Our first Covid test returned negative and we should get the results of our day 8 test soon. Meanwhile, we were contacted to say we had been in contact with someone who had tested positive (presumably on the flight) and should self-isolate. However, as we are doing that anyway there was no real need to change anything. All being well assuming our second result is also negative we can leave the flat on Tuesday.

In the meantime, the past week has been super busy and stressful with work with a lot of long hours. Owner and i also once again drew in the Euro football competition, with each of us choosing the same number of winning teams, albeit again some of them were different to each other. This meant that i again escaped an extra challenge/punishment, in the case of the last 16 this would have meant an extra caning had i lost. Still, i am to receive 250 strokes at some point today as part of the weekly discipline Owner now administers.

There were, however, two additional activities to report on from the week just gone. The first was that i was treated to a glass of Owners' urine for breakfast. i do love drinking Her piss and it is not often that i am given an opportunity to do so. It was a real treat. Here i am downing Her wine at 6am

With it being Her first pee of the day it was a lovely deep, rich and aromatic amber nectar!

Owner also had me eat dinner from the floor one evening with my hands tied behind my back. We discovered, however, that as i am not the most flexible of people i struggled to get my head fully down into the dog bowl with it on the floor. Owner propped it on top of an upturned container so that i could reach it. However, the slurping noises i then made as i siphoned up the food (scrambled egg) distracted Her from Her own meal. i suspect that if i am told to eat from the bowl like that again i may get banished to another room. Here i am attempting to get my head down into the bowl

hands secured trying to eat my dinner

how low can i go?

There is more football today (as there was last night). Maybe this time i will have to undertake a Euro football challenge/punishment? i guess i will find out soon enough.

Take care everyone.