Home Alone Witchiness

Living in a female-led relationship means that, whereas Owner is always free to do as She pleases, is free to go out whenever and with whom ever She might want, the same is not true for me. Of course i am allowed outside, but unless it is for work or to run an errand i must always seek Owners prior permission to do so. i have to tell Her where i would like to go, with whom, at what time, for how long and whether food or alcohol might be involved. Furthermore, i have to suggest a punishment that i might receive in return if my wish to go out unaccompanied by Her is grated by Owner.

Such need for prior permission is a further extension of Owners control and authority over me, and one that i greatly appreciate. She expects me to be at home as much as possible as Her stay at home wife. This is where i am happiest and where i too want to be. Accordingly, introducing the requirement that any solo outings by me to see friends and family require prior approval has helped me to focus my efforts on minimising such outings and maximising my time at home with Owner, where i belong.

In contrast, post-Covid Owner is starting to get Her get up and go back. She is not a social butterfly but She has been making more of an effort to get back out and catch-up with Her friends. She does this without me and i like the fact that that is the case. i find that i love being at home whilst She goes out for meals or drinks or even goes on short vacations with Her friends. i like it as it symbolises to me a crucial aspect of our relationship dynamic, one that i would not change for the world. Namely, Her freedom to do whatever She likes, whenever She likes and with whoever She likes and the absence of such freedom for me. The fact that i have to ask, that permission might be refused and that permission always comes with consequences.

Owner knows that whatever She does i will always be at home waiting for Her. Actually, that is not strictly true. i will be at home until alerted by Her that She is on Her way home. Then i will come to the station to collect Her and carry Her bag home from Her. i love that Owner has come to expect this of me, to have me live as Her stay at home wife whilst She is free to do as She pleases.

i love it even more that when She does leave me alone at home She expects that i will use my time wisely and constructively by getting on with my chores or any tasks that She has set for me. Take today for example. She has gone out for the day to meet friends for lunch and to spend the afternoon with them. i was left with my usual Sunday chores to complete, namely sweeping and mopping all of the floors. However, Owner also left me some additional tasks to keep me occupied whilst She went out.

i was instructed to clean all of Her jewellery, to remove the tarnish that had developed on some of Her rings and chains and to make them sparkle again. i was also tasked with doing some household research for Her. She wants to replace the blind on the kitchen and so tasked me with coming up with some options. She also set a little challenge for me, namely to do a Halloween-themed photo shoot whilst She was out, with at least one of the photos being taken outside. i was also expected to research and practice some ballet routines in readiness for a later performance i need to give Owner for Her entertainment. In short, i was kept busy and occupied doing things for Her, some practical, some educational and some a little more frivolous.

i truly love how our relationship has evolved into this dynamic. To be at home as Her stay-at-home wife making sure Her house is kept, completing tasks i have been set, all the while hoping She is out having a great time. This is the life i love to live. Submitting to and controlled by Owner.

Anyway, enough of my ramblings. Here are some of the Halloween pictures i took for Owner. i wore my witches outfit and took some pictures in the flat and then headed out (in the torrential rain) to a local cemetery to take some more 'atmospheric' ones. Let me know what you think. First off in the cemetery

and at home

It was fun to do and i am grateful to Owner for Her having set me this challenge.

Actually, talking of all things Halloween yesterday Owner and i carved out pumpkins. Guess which one is mine and which is Hers?

Owner also bought me a pair of Halloween spider earrings yesterday whilst She was out and i was home cleaning and dealing with another builder (nothing major just something that needed fixing). The latter did, however, give me another opportunity to be flaunt myself at home, this time in a sequined mini-skirt and stockings, to the lovely builder

me and the builders tools

After the builder had left and Owner and i had had our lunch we went for a walk and then had coffee in a cafe - which provided this opportunity to show off my spider earrings

When we returned home we then both watched a movie together.

So anyway, there you have it. A long and slightly rambling post about how much i love my life with Owner, a life in which She can and does expect me to stay at home and decides whether or not i am allowed to go out. A life as well where, when She goes out, Owner expects me to keep myself productively occupied and in which She knows She can and does make demands on how i spend my time whilst we are apart.

Owner knows that She is free to live Her life entirely as She chooses and that i will always be there, at home, hopefully spending my time productively and eagerly waiting for Her summons to come and collect Her. In fact, She has just texted me now to say She is on Her way back so i will draw this post to a close and leave it for Her to review and edit at Her convenience before publishing.

Pleasure and Pain

Yesterday i was offered a very rare treat by Owner, the opportunity to fuck myself with one of Her dildos for a full 5 minutes whilst She watched and timed me. However, there was to be a twist, a painful one.

Before being permitted to demonstrate to Her what an eager cock sucking and fucking slut i am i was instructed to first attach forty (40) mini pegs to the exposed 'labia' of my caged 'clit'. The pegs were a combination of wooden and metal miniature clothes pegs. The most i have ever previously been instructed to attach at the same time was twenty. i wasn't sure i would find enough skin to attach twice that number of pegs. Spoiler alert - i did.

Pegs in position, and using my own saliva to make myself wet, i slid Owner's delightful cock deep inside my pussy and started to fuck myself with it. i paused only to briefly remove, fellate and moisten it further before re-inserting. 

All the while Owner stood at the end of the bed observing Her slut wife. She held Her stopwatch in Her hand as She timed the five minutes of pleasure She had permitted me, occasionally taking a photograph to document Her slut wife's performance. Sadly, it was over all too quickly. First She announced that i had one minute left, then ten seconds and then finally instructed me to stop, leaving me painfully (from the clamps) aroused and excited, my little clit throbbing in its cage.

However, there was more. After attaching the pegs and then fucking myself in front of Her for the full 5 minutes i was then told to present my tits to Her so that each could be caned by Owner using Her twisted cane. In fact, Owner went further still. Not only did She cane my pierced nipples (50 strokes each) but She also caned my still fully clamped clit. Ouch!

It was definitely a case of painful pleasure - not too much pleasure i hasten to add. i did not have any accidents. 

Owner declared Herself fully satisfied with how i had got on and congratulated me on enduring such discomfort for Her. Below are some pictures;

fucking myself whilst my caged clit was heavily clamped

my caged clit decorated with 40 mini-pegs

arse to mouth - moistening the cock to re-insert

between the cheeks

eyes of a slut

You can see the selection of Owner's tools of pain and pleasure that i got to experience last night below

twisted cane, dildo and 40 X metal/wooden mini-pegs

Perhaps unsurprisingly, my clit looked a little red after all of the pegs had been very painfully (taking them off truly is the most uncomfortable part) removed.

Pleasure and pain enjoyed and endured it was time for yours truly to prepare dinner. Afterwards i washed up, cleaned the kitchen and then was allowed to re-join Owner and watch a TV series with Her.

i hope your evening was as fun.

A Spontaneous Slut

Like many people i work a lot from home. This was true to an extent before the pandemic but then became normalised during the lockdown. Since then, whilst i do sometimes go into the office or attend face-to-face meetings and events, i try to keep such forays to a minimum. In part, this is because i know Owner prefers me to be at home as Her stay at home wife. 

At home you will pretty much always find me wearing a skirt during the day until i change into a tunic to do my household chores in the evening. At first i was terrified at the thought of being seen wearing such an outfit at home by anyone other than Owner. But that, as they say, was then.

Over the years many, many different service engineers, builders, electricians, decorators, delivery people etc have seen me dressed in what has become my normal everyday attire whilst i am at home. i have grown quite accustomed to interacting with them whilst fully made up wearing blouses, bras,  stockings and panties (with locked clit) that are quite visible beneath my typically short skirts,as i lead them upstairs into our apartment. What they make of me i don't know. Only one ever asked questioned me directly on the topic of what i was wearing, an electrician who asked if my wife knew - answer, yes of course!

Take today for example. We had a decorator due in. i was working home alone, Owner was in Her office. When he arrived i greeted him, ushered him into the flat, offered to make him a tea (so very English) and chatted for a bit with him all whilst wearing make-up, panties and bra, shortish skirt, hold-ups, blouse and a pair of flats - oh and with my hair tied up in a ponytail. This is pretty normal now for me

in our kitchen dressed in my usual attire

decorator painting in doorway behind me

As i say, this has become quite normal for me.

However, earlier in the week Owner instructed me to wear a corset under my work blouse with no skirt underneath. This was on another day when She was at Her office and i was working from home. You can see what i was wearing in the picture below, taken just after i had showered:

showing off my green corset

It was also a day when i knew we were expecting to receive at least two separate parcel deliveries during the day. Accordingly, i messaged Owner asking Her whether i should put a skirt on to receive the packages when they were delivered or to keep it? Her response came in the form of a gif which read, and i quote, "You're fine being a spontaneous slut". 

So a spontaneous slut i was. i answered the door wearing just my stockings, corset, bra, blouse and panties...oh and my pink chastity cage of course...but minus a skirt. i think the UPS man had a bit of a surprise when he saw me! i took immediately after taking delivery of the parcel

dressed as i was when i answered the door

i think it is fair to say that i was somewhat sluttily attired :)

Incidentally, a charity collector also rang the doorbell later in the day just when i was expecting the second parcel to arrive. They were also greeted by the sight of little 'ol me in the same outfit, or lack of! Maybe it will put off such annoying cold callers.

So the moral of the story is (aside from the fact that clearly i have none) that not only have i  grown to become comfortable wearing short skirts around strangers, but appearing half-dressed before them is not so terrifying either. Whatever next?

Scary Movies and a Stripey Bottom

Owner is a big fan of horror movies. She apparently watched Her first one as a child and has been enjoying them ever since. i, on the other hand, get scared easily, dislike gore and so have avoided them like the plague.

That changed this week. Owner has tired of watching Her favourite movies alone and so, in league with Her sister, decided to introduce me to the world of the slasher movie. Over the past couple of days we have watched all three of the Fear Street trilogy on Netflix as well as the first of the Scream franchise. i managed to survive them all and only had to look away a few times. i am still a bit of a scaredy cat but i am no longer a slasher virgin.

In other news, i have fully settled back into my usual routine after the disruption of the builders etc. Owner has even resumed caning me, not once but twice - first yesterday and again today - to help me get used to being beaten again on a regular basis again. She usually canes, paddles or whips me once a week but this weekend was the first such beating i have received in about two months. 

These are not punishment beatings meted out because of something i have done wrong. Owner is much more likely to give me an intense verbal dressing down, or take away from me something that She knows i like or enjoy, if She feels the need to discipline me. No, the canings and beatings are reminders that She is in charge and that She can make me suffer whenever She so desires. Owner has worked hard over the past few years especially to increase my pain threshold.

Despite my own discomfort i was pleased Owner finally got the chance to strike me again. Being on the receiving end of these beatings is quite an intense experience for obvious reasons. However, i know it is an important one as they serve as physical reminders of my submission to Her and Her domination of me. It is something that has become an important ritual for us both.

At first, i really did not like the pain. Owner never had a problem inflicting it but it was something  that only happened very occasionally and She had a limited armoury to choose from. Accordingly, She worked to find a way that would enable me to learn how to process and tolerate the pain whilst also enabling Her to enjoy Herself more by striking me harder. She began to beat me more regularly and we invested in more weaponry for Her to use on me, to provide Her with greater variety and help me to learn to tolerate different implements.

Now Owner has a collection of canes, whips, paddles and floggers and She normally puts one of these to good use every week. She devised a system of cards that i draw every sunday that let me know at least a good five or so days in advance what implement i am going to beaten with by Her and how many times She will strike me. Knowing how i am going to be beaten and the number of strokes i will receive adds to the psychological impact as too does the fact that i then have to ask to be beaten and to count out loud each stroke after impact. These beatings provide an opportunity for Owner to indulge in an activity She has come to enjoy more and more as Her dominance over me has grown. They have become an important ritual for us both and it was lovely to be back this weekend in my familiar position, bent over, waiting to feel the first kiss on my cheek

Here was my bottom after Saturday's caning

Saturday's caning

And this was my bottom after being caned again this afternoon

To help 'distract' me from the pain of being caned my nipples were also clamped, on both occasions, by the super-vicious Japanese clover clamps with the metal teeth - they are pretty intense when clamped tight on my tits. You can see how spikey the 'teeth' are in the picture below;

The less good news is that when Owner also tried to use the remote-control electric cock torture device that i had bought for Her we discovered that it does not work. The control unit does not pair with the device. i will try to get it replaced as i am sure it could be quite an effective means for Owner to ensure She gets my full attention when it is fitted.

Yesterday i was also allowed to have a couple of drinks at home with Owner and today She took me out for lunch to a local cafe/deli.

in the cafe

i also completed all my studies, exercises and household chores. In short, it feels like life has finally got back to 'normal'. Oh, and i even did a bit of research for the ballet piece Owner has asked me to perform for Her.

So, it has been an enjoyable weekend. i proved to myself that i am not a complete scaredy cat when it comes to movies, Owner got to inflict a bit of pain on Her wife and we also got to spend some quality movie and outdoor time together. i hope you also had a good weekend.

Poppet Sportif

i know, i know, you hear nothing from me for a while then two blogs in two days. Well today is the 16th of the month which meant it was outdoor challenge and chastity dice day. It was also the day i got to find out what 'performance' Owner wants me to entertain Her with next (you'll recall that last month was the rendition of Put the Blame on Mame). Well, for those who like comedy my next performance promises to be a hoot. Owner has requested a 5 minute ballet performance from me. Can you imagine yours truly doing a pirouette? Nope, me neither.

But, that is to come, back to the here and now. First off, chastity dice. Well essentially there is no change. i will remain locked on weekdays only and released at weekends until the 16th November. Owner has already announced that She intends to use my upcoming unlocked weekend to test out Her new remote-controlled electro-torture device on my clit. It promises to be shocking (sorry, couldn't resist).

And so to the outdoor challenge, what did Owner's dice have in store for me this month? As it turns out, something new. i was instructed to re-visit a street that is about a ten minutes walk from home that i have done challenges at in the past. However, this time my instructions were to pose in a sports bra/top and leggings. The leggings i have contain cut-out panels in each leg - which are fun (they'd be better still if they also had sheer panels too - such a tart, oh well). 

It was actually quite chilly this morning so i wore a hoodie on top to walk to and from my destination but it came off when i arrived. As you can see the street was somewhat litter-strewn but then maybe it gives the pics more of a urban grime look? Even more apparent is the fact that, what with all our building works and other disruption of the past month or so, i only started exercising again this weekend after over a month's hiatus - my belly has expanded somewhat as a result. Anyway, here i am, posing in sports bra and leggings

going for the burn :)

star jumps - yay

Posing completed it was back home and back to work. However, the fun was not over. i was later sent back out by Owner to collect something for Her but also to consume a special treat of Hers in the park. Yep, i also got to partake in a spot of public piss-drinking (from my special transparent flask) sat, appropriately enough, outside the park cafe. Cheers!

New Bathroom

Owner and i finally got to reclaim our little flat this week with the completion of our new bathroom. We are really thrilled with the results and i even got to celebrate the occasion with a glass of Owners' finest golden nectar

As i mentioned we are really happy with the result and hopefully this is the last building project we need to undertake at home. You can see you yourself what our new bathroom looks like below

at handover from builders

One of the great thing about the new bathroom is that i now have my own cupboard for my make-up and creams etc. As Owner often remarks, i am a high maintenance pet!

With the works finished all that was left was cleaning up (although to be fair the builders were also pretty tidy) and getting everything back into its rightful place. It also means that i can finally get back to my usual domestic routines.

Hopefully i will be back and blogging more frequently again from now onwards.

18 Years of Fun Together

Yesterday marked Owner and my 18th anniversary as a couple. On October 6th 2005, after having known each other as friends for about 6 months, Owner snogged me on the concourse of Charing Cross station in London. The rest, as they say, is history.

Appropriately enough we met up after work yesterday at the same London station, Owner had been in Her office and i had been working from home, a station that is forever special to us. Incidentally, stations featured more than once in our relationship, the first time we met in the flesh (we first started chatting online) was at Bond Street tube station. Six months later and, having despaired of waiting for me to do so, Owner made Her move. i am thrilled She did.

Anyway, after rendezvousing at the station we went for drinks in Covent Garden before having dinner at Indigo at 1 Aldwych, an old favourite of ours as every item on the menu is gluten-free providing Owner with plenty of options. After dinner we roamed Covent Garden then crossed the river and walked up the Thames to another station, London Bridge, and headed home (well to the temporary accommodation we are staying in near home).

It was a lovely, romantic night out. Owner chose the venison for me and a mousse for my desert and allowed me to have a couple of drinks. These past few weeks have been intense at work for us both and what with builders at home and staying in temporary accommodation whilst all that goes on they have also been quite distracting. It was lovely to just get a chance to enjoy each others company.

Owner got me a card which we both agreed was brilliantly appropriate given my love of consuming Her piss and Her enjoyment of having me drink Her golden nectar. This is the cover;

She also bought me the fabulous boots which i highlighted in my previous post - i just can't wait for the weather to cool so i can wear them. In return, i bought Her a bracelet and, given how much She enjoys electrocuting me (i wish i could say the same) i also bought Her a remote controlled electro ball torture device that can be attached to my scrotum so She can zap me to Her hearts content whenever She chooses. Maybe i am a masochist after all?

i leave you with some pictures from our anniversary night out.

pre-meal drinks

me in the restaurant

Owner in the restaurant

along the southbank of the Thames

me and a red gorilla

Put The Blame On....

Each month Owner likes to have me treat Her to a performance of one sort or another. Some months it is a strip-tease or burlesque act, others it is the recreation of a particular scene from a movie. The common factor is that each is chosen by Owner and presented to me in the form of a written instruction. i then generally (depending on what else we might have on that month) have about a fortnight in which to complete the requested performance.

Back in the middle of September Owner requested that i perform the scene in which Rita Hayworth performs 'Put the blame on mame' from the film Gilda. Owner bought me a pair of long, opera-style gloves and a tight (perhaps a little too tight) black dress with a full thigh slit for me to wear for my performance. It was an opportunity for me to try and channel 1940s diva-style. i am not sure i quite hit the mark but it was fun to do and Owner seemed happy with my little show.

Below are some still shots followed by the video itself

try not to notice the stomach!

flashing some thigh

And now for the performance itself

You can see Ms Hayworth in the original here.

My little show rounded off what was a very enjoyable sunday. Owner took me out for lunch to a Turkish restaurant nearby. The food was delicious and the trip out was a good excuse to wear a new pair of jeans and trainers that Owner got for me recently. i normally wear skinny jeans but these ones are wide-leg as you can see

new jeans and trainers

Then after lunch we pootled over to Greenwich to have a nosey around the market. Whilst we were there Owner bought me the most beautiful pair of casual boots. i love them! What do you think? i think they're pretty funky

So, all in we have had a very enjoyable day. i hope yours has been equally splendid.