Global Orgasm Day + 2023 Calendar, Blog Update & the Dangers of Being Left Home Alone

 Global Orgasm Day

So apparently the 22nd of December is Global Orgasm Day, who knew such a day existed? i didn't. Mind you, such a day is rightly irrelevant to me anyway. My last climax was 200 days ago and i am safely and securely locked up in chastity (as i will be until at least mid-January), not that it would now even cross my mind to masturbate even were i unlocked. My only sexual purpose is Her pleasure. Frustratingly, She is hundreds of miles away in Spain so i can't even help Her enjoy the day either. Damn this being in different countries over Christmas thing. i can't wait to be reunited with Her.

2023 Calendar

In other news, and in case you have not already spotted it, our new 2023 calendar is available to purchase (with all monies going to Owner) - yay! 

click to buy

i have been creating these calendars for a few years now but they never sell, can't think why - likely the lousy model!. Still, Owner does like me to try and make make money for Her and so, short of offering myself to be fucked this is as close as i have got so far to pimping myself out for Her. So, cum on over to my calendar, you know, only if you want to. Right, that is the end of the 'sales pitch'.

New Blog Page - Dice and Cards

i have also added a new page to the blog. Wait, what? There are other pages? Yep, see the tabs along the top of the page. Anyway, the originally titled 'Dice and Cards' page details the cards and dice that Owner uses and which determine so much of my life, from chastity to challenges. It is added in case it gives useful ideas to aspirant Dommes, or subs with ideas above their station. Owner has found them to be a really useful and time efficient means of adding additional levels of control over my life whilst also minimising the effort of doing so on her part.

Home Alone

i conclude with a confession. Sometimes, just occasionally, i do get a little carried away with things. A recent example of this is my thinking of ways that i could make wearing shorts in public (and yes i am conscious that i am writing this in the middle of winter) a bit more 'interesante'. i mean, shorts are shorts, they are not that thrilling or risque....unless...

Anyway, i got thinking and, being here on my own without Owner on hand to check that i am not doing something silly - i went and did something a bit over the top although definitely in keeping with my slutty self.

i already had what once started off as a pair of jeans but which then, a year or so ago, got turned into a pair of cute 'short' shorts. However, these same 'cute' shorts then subsequently, and mysteriously, had an encounter with a pair of scissors. You know how it goes. Maybe a snip here, a tear there, perhaps a little shorter maybe? Less fabric. Anyway, i think i may have created the first pair of 'a hole with a bit of shorts'. What do you think? Smart casual slut? :)

modelling my 'extreme absence' shorts

The moral of the story is that i really cannot be left alone - with a pair of scissors. Incidentally, i have stumbled across videos where like-minded exhibitionists set themselves a challenge of gradually cutting-up the clothes they are wearing as they walk from point X to point Y. Wouldn't that be fun! 

Incidentally, when Owner called me this evening after i had earlier emailed Her a draft of this blog post for Her approval, apart from being very amused by what i had got up to whilst i was on my own, She also remarked that perhaps i should create and sell a range of slashed slutty clothing. Now there's a thought.

Christmas Greetings

i know it is a week early but Owner and i would like to wish all readers a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Both of us are, very sadly, going to be separated this year with Owner in Spain and me in the UK and so we will not get to spend Christmas Day together. i will be joining Her a few days after Christmas but neither of us are looking forwards at all to being apart.

However, we did get to spend a 'Christmas Day' together today, a week early. i cooked a roast (chicken not turkey) and then we settled down to watch a movie together, Bodies, Bodies. Bodies which we would both highly recommend. It is a teenage (which i love), horror (which Owner loves)/who dunnit with some great, strong female characters - what's not to like about that?

As Owner has Covid we are still having to spend time at home fully masked and trying to avoid coming into too close contact with each other, but nevertheless we have been having a really enjoyable and relaxed day. There is even snow outside, albeit fast melting as the freeze of the past week comes to an end.

Owner also found out today that She has passed the translation course that She has been studying most of the year whilst also studying Italian at the same time and working. i am super proud of Her and all that She has achieved. She is one very impressive woman.

For me today was also an opportunity to spend the day dressed as Santa's slutty helper - the outfit is supposed to be 'Sexy Santa' but on me i think it is more 'Slutty Santa'. Quite what the neighbours thought when i put the rubbish out who knows, mind you, they have seen worse!

Anyway, Merry Christmas everyone.

Santa's slut

in the kitchen - where i belong

   

traditional festive foliage ;

Stuffing? Anyone?

Christmas dinner for Owner

and for me

The Three 'C's' - Chastity, Challenges and....Covid

Let's start with the last 'C' - namely covid. So, earlier this week Owner tested positive after going down with what at first we thought was a bad cold/flu. The initial antigen test She took was negative but the next was positive. That was on Wednesday and She is due to travel to Spain next Tuesday. It is Her first dose of Covid (we are now equal) but thankfully She seems to be OK (She even did some studying today) so fingers crossed She will be able to travel for the holidays and get to see Her family.

Meanwhile, i am just hoping i don't catch it as i am staying in an AirBnB with my elderly father over Xmas, then visiting my mother before heading to Spain myself to join Owner. Our flat is quite small but we do have a spare bedroom which i retreat to at bedtime, the rest of the time wearing face masks at home. The worst part is not being able to snuggle upto and kiss Owner whilst She says She misses touching my body - though She has worked out what She can still safely fondle my arse when i am masked and facing away from Her!

So, to the next 'C' - chastity. Today was a chastity dice rolling day and the die was duly thrown at breakfast. What would it land on? Would i be locked or unlocked or maybe a bit of both? The answer is that i will remain locked 24/7 for another month at least with the next throw of the dice happening on the 16th January - my birthday. It is now almost 200 days since my last orgasm and my levels of horniness just keep going up and up and up. Being kept locked in such a state is wonderfully frustrating, conversely it also unlocks the 'slut' in me. i am sure that there is an inverse relationship between the two i,e, the longer i am locked and denied and sluttier i become!

It was not just the chastity dice that was rolled, it being the 16th of the month meant today was 'outdoor challenge' day, the date each month when Owner's dice decide what sort of outdoor challenge i will have to complete. This month the 'location' die determined that the challenge would be completed at our local bus stop and the 'outfit' die instructed me to wear heels, a skirt and a grey wig. i actually have two grey wigs (a long one and a short one), i opted for the short one which is actually a bit two-tone in that the hair is black at the very back.

For my outfit i wore white stockings, my pink skirt, pale pink bra and a slip. These were paired with a 'sensible' set of heels - there is still ice and the odd patch of snow on the pavement - and my 'big' coat. Note, i didn't mention anything about knickers :).

It was a lovely crisp and cold winter's morning when i stepped out of the flat and made my way a little gingerly (on account of the patches of ice) to the bus stop. The temperature was showing as -2C but the nervous excitement of it all meant my bits still felt quite warm.

i was quite pleased with the pictures as too was Owner, who reminded me again of what an eager exhibitionist slut i am - which is very true. Half-way through my 'shoot' the bus arrived and i got to chat to someone dressed as i was - a woman who had just run to the bust stop and enquired if i wanted to get on ahead of her as i was there first. i politely explained that i wasn't actually getting onto the bus. Maybe a challenge for the future i.e. onboard the bus? However, only Owner can decide that, not me.

Anyway, let me know what you think of the pictures

winter bus stop slut

in the street in my big coat

shedding a layer

yes - no panties

my slightly strange, nervous in front of bus passengers, face

flashing a bit of shoulder to those onboard

It was a fun challenge to end the year with. Now i just hope that Owner recovers quickly from Covid.

Power Ballad Poppet

Owner likes to have me perform for Her on occasion. When She does She normally selects some sort of 'theme' for the occasion. For my latest show She instructed me to perform a 'power ballad' routine for Her. In less time than it takes me to pull down my panties i had exactly the song i wanted to perform, that legend of the power ballad that is Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart. 

Incidentally, i had completely forgotten what an odd little gem of a music video that is. With levitating, evil-eyed choirboys, speedo wearing boys getting drenched in water and half-naked American football jocks and then of course there is Bonnie herself with her amazingly BIG hair. Honestly, it's worth a watch.

After completing my morning chores i took to the 'stage' in our living room to do my little performance. This is me in my 'power ballad' outfit and poses (yes that 'mic' does vibrate!)

and here's the performance itself of poppet does 'Power Ballad'. i don't think Top of the Pops will be calling me just yet!

Winter Warmer

We awoke to another lovely crisp winter morning here in South London. The weather forecast is that we might even get a light dusting of snow tomorrow which is making me beyond excited, i morph into a complete child whenever it snows and keep rushing to the window to gaze out in wonder at its loveliness. It would be such fun to be able to make snow angels again.

But, as usual, i digress. There was no snow this morning but there was a very pretty hoar frost that left the gardens and streets of London sparkling like a million jewels. Even better was that i got to enjoy the view whilst in the comparative warmth of our flat slugging down a full glass of Owner's finest. Who needs mulled wine when there such a wonderful golden gift to enjoy.

a large glass of Owner's wonderful golden nectar

warm and delicious

Breakfast enjoyed it was time to complete my chores, do a bit of exercise, shower and get up for the day. Not long afterwards we were heading out the door in the direction of Canary Wharf to do some final Xmas shopping and have lunch together. Owner ordered me a lovely chorizo hash for lunch, accompanied with a healthy glass of grapefruit juice, and then it was back to the shops again.

With all of our gifts purchased we headed to a cafe for a breather and a coffee before heading home. As you can see, it was a big jumper kind of day.

We returned home just as the Portugal vs Morocco football was getting underway on TV. Owner allowed me to watch it with Her as my chores were all completed. After the match finished She administered a heavy bottom paddling using Her heavy wooden paddle, which left me with a warm, rosy bum

In return i gave Owner a back massage to help relax Her.

It has been a lovely, relaxed winter's day.

Pink Cock on a Cold Day

Winter(ish) weather has finally arrived in London with overnight temperatures dipping below zero and daytime highs of 2 or 3 degrees. The cold snap has meant that i have finally had to get out the big coat and gloves to stay warm outside, like today when i was despatched to the park to spend time with Owner's pink cock (dildo).

Despite the chilly weather the park was surprisingly busy with dog, and even cat, walkers out enjoying the winter sunshine. It took me a while to find a spot where i could complete my challenge without overly offending the good citizens of South London, but a spot i eventually did find.

So here i am, casually fellating a pink dildo whilst keeping warm and snug in my big winter coat.

Tarta di Veronese

No, this is not a blog post about a recipe but is instead about the weekend break to the wonderful Italian city of Verona that Owner and i have just returned from. Verona is a small but beautiful city and is, in many respects, the perfect size for a city break. There are no real 'must see' locations - assuming you realise of course that the famous Romeo and Juliette balcony is just a balcony that happens to look like it might be the one set in Shakepeare's story even though he never visited Verona, the story is made up and the balcony appeared a few hundred years after he wrote the play.

However, even though the balcony probably does not deserve its fame the city most definitely does. It is beautiful and very easy to walk around. There are also lots of lovely cafes, bars and restaurants to visit. Oh, and if you visit this weekend you might have come across this English tart and her Owner.

We stayed at the Hotel Due Torri whose opulent rooms and public spaces provided a wonderful opportunity for a bit of a photoshoot. The photos were taken late afternoon, before we headed out for dinner, but we had the corridors and rest areas to ourselves. Nobody got to see me looking slutty in my pink stockings and heels but we had great fun taking the photos and a little video.

Wafting around the hotel trying to seduce and entice

poppet aperitivo

resting my feet

why don't you come with me back to the bedroom ;)

where this slut awaits, ready to slip into her nightdress

It wasn't just the hotel that my naughty side came out, there's also nothing like a red bra to brighten up a view

All the while Owner and i had great fun just being our silly selves, as i think you can tell from this photo.

Right, that's more than enough of me, i leave you with some photos of Verona itself

180 Days of Denial and an Absence of Advent

Orgasm Denial

One hundred and eighty days ago i had an orgasm, i have not had one since, have no idea when or if i might be allowed to have one again. To be denied for such a long period, with much (not all) of that time spent in chastity, is something that has come to be a significant element of my relationship with Owner. This year has actually been something of a bumper year when it has come to orgasms for yours truly. i have got to experience four such moments...well sort of. i actually got to 'enjoy' two as two were ruined.

Even so 2 full orgasms and 2 ruined is quite a bonanza when compared to my experience of 2019, when i experienced none. Actually, and perhaps perversely, 2019 for me was a memorable year for that very reason, namely the fact that i did not orgasm at all that year, was simply not allowed to. For years now Owner has made it clear that a) only She can initiate sex and b) that my body exists purely for Her own pleasure and c) that She has no sexual need of my 'clit' inside Her. Thus, for me to not been allowed to climax feels like a natural extension of Her control over me and of my submission to Her. It is certainly the case that i act and behave better as Her submissive and obedient housewife when i am kept in a state of denial. On the rare occasions when i am permitted to climax my attitude and performance can and sometimes does slip. i concluded a few years ago that permanent orgasm denial is what i deserve and what is best for me to keep me in an optimum submissive state.

It is not that i don;t get to experience pleasure, i do. i derive immense satisfaction from witnessing Owner experience pleasure and i myself get to enjoy and worship Her anus when She does. i also get the pleasure of sometimes being teased and aroused but left desperately frustrated. My bits get spanked and beaten and, of course, i get to spend odd moments just casually caressing my tits - which are in a state of pretty permanent arousal and are deliciously sensitive. What i do not get to experience is an orgasm. If and when i do is not a decision i am in a permission to make and even when i am not in chastity the thought no longer crosses my mind to touch or caress myself. My clit is not for me.

It is for Owner and Her alone to decide whether or not i get to cum. She enjoys the occasions when She does, in Her own words 'make me cum like a whore' (i get very vocal) and likes to feed me my mess afterwards. She also takes delight in forcing me to orgasm by beating my bits hard - something that starts off being very painful and results in a briefly highly pleasurable (for me) and very explosive release. Whether i cum or not is totally Her decision not mine. i would like to be kept in a state of denial a lot longer, perhaps even permanently, but whether i will be i have absolutely no idea or control over.

 

Advent

This brings me to another absence, albeit one of a very, very different nature. Long-term readers of this blog may recall that Owner enjoys creating Her own special advent calendar each festive period - a calendar that involves me receiving a fresh task each day of the advent countdown. These are sometimes challenges, sometimes punishments, sometimes silly things to do. They always keep me nervously on my toes and give Owner something to entertain Herself with.

This year, however, there will be no advent. This is because Owner and i will, sadly, not be spending Christmas together. As occasionally happens the festive period will see Her head to Spain to be with Her family whilst i do a mini-tour of Southern and South-West England visiting mine. The good news is that Owner and i will be reunited when i head out to Spain to join Her in time for New Year, but it means that for Xmas and a few days leading up to it, we will be apart. It is not possible, therefore, to do a set of advent surprises.

Panic not, however. Instead of advent Owner is introducing a new countdown during January. This will be to countdown towards my 53rd birthday. For the past few weeks a succession of secret and mysterious deliveries have been arriving at home which are apparently all part of this birthday countdown. When they arrive Owner banishes me from the room as She unpacks and prepares the items which are sitting, tempting me, in their own special wrapped box in the corner of the lounge. i have no idea what they might be or what they might involve but i am very excited (and rather nervous) to find out.

So, whilst there will not be an advent countdown this year there will, instead, be a birthday one to update readers about during January. i would be interested to know if other readers have their own seasonal or birthday rituals?