"I Can Smell Your Fear"

"I can smell your fear" said Owner, whispering into my ear.

It was 7.30am and She had just turned my backside a deepening shade of scarlet as i stood tied and helpless, secured to a St Andrews Cross in the Brighton Dungeon i had booked us into for an overnight stay as part of our 20th anniversary celebration.

We had arrived the evening before having traveled down from London. However, Owner was not feeling too great and so, after ordering out for pizza, we retired early to bed. Owner instructed me to set my alarm for 6am in the morning as She had lots of things She wanted to do to me before we had to checkout.

i slept fitfully, my mind wondering what Owner might have in store for me. Before going to bed She had told me She wanted to cane and flog me, electrocute me with the mains powered violet wand, strap me into the spanking bench and have the fucking machine fill my pussy, amongst other things. No wonder my sleep was disturbed!

After a light breakfast the first thing Owner did was to put me in a metal cage in the dungeon.

When i was released Owner collared me as Her 'Bitch'

 Before securing me to the St Andrews Cross 

Taking Her time Owner then took out the implements She had selected the night before that She wanted to test out on my backside. First, She flogged and paddled me, then whipped me with a short rope whip. This was followed by 100 hundred strokes of a standard cane, a further flogging before concluding with 50 strokes of a cane that had the thickness of a snooker cue (i kid you not!). You can see the selection of implements used to beat me in the image below:

With the 'snooker cue' cane!

My bottom was well and truly marked and reddening quickly at this point as Owner untied me and then secured me to the spanking bench to test out how it worked

Satisfied that She knew where all the buckles should attach too Owner released me and led me through to the medical room for the next round of torment, electrocution. The room had an old fashion medical examination chair with leg stirrups and an array of devices and insertables. 

Owner had me spread myself apart in the chair so that i was exposed and vulnerable to whatever She had in store for me. As it turned out Her first desire was to spank my most vulnerable and sensitive bits, my labia plums and nipples, with a weighted metal rod. The rod hurt much more than the heavy 'snooker cue' cane had as it came down against my most vulnerable flesh. Being hit repeatedly by these weighted metal implements across my tits and bits was really painful! i was soon wincing and thrashing about whilst Owner was clearly in Her element. Believe it or not i actually told Her, as i grimaced against the pain of repeated impacts from the metal implement, that i would buy Her some as a present, so apparent was it how much She was enjoying striking me with them.  

However, they were just the warm-up. Owner had further plans in the form of something that She really wanted to experiment with and use to torture me, namely electricity. The night before Owner discovered that there was a mains operated violet wand device.  We have never used one of these before and She was determined to electrocute me with it. 

Owner plugged the device in and after a bit of practice, during which Owner also identified that She needed to restrain my arms and legs if She wanted to use the violet wand on me on the higher power settings (which She did) She set about torturing my clit and (clamped) tits. 

'Relaxing' ...Not!

Owner dialled the device up to its maximum output and my body shook and convulsed as She shocked me again, and again and again. i even saw whisps of smoke as the glass prong of the violet wand crackled and sparked against my throbbing labia, singeing flesh.

After making me count off a final set of 10 electrocutions from the device whilst it was on its maximum setting Owner finally ceased torturing me. 

'Now it's time to prepare you for the fucking machine' She declared. 

Owner put on a surgical glove, lubed Her fingers and then inserted them into my pussy, lubricating and opening up my hole. She then undid the straps that secured me to the medical chair and led me out of the clinic and back through into the dungeon and strapped me, once again, onto the spanking bench but now with a condom-covered dildo from the fucking machine inserted into my wet pussy.

Owner set the device running and i felt the mechanical dildo thrust rhythmically in and out of my open hole. i had been worried lest i found being fucked by the machine too stimulating and i ended up having an accidental leak from my caged. However, i need not have worried. Owner used the device just long enough to make me super horny and excited and then switched it off and released me.

It was the most wonderful start to the day and i am so lucky to have such a wonderful Owner to have spent it with. i am grateful to Her for beating and torturing me as She did and for the pleasurable experience of being briefly mechanically fucked.

Believe it or not we booked the dungeon through AirBnB, just follow this link to Brighton Dungeon. It certainly has a lot of different equipment in it but we found that it was a little worn and the decor etc was in need of a bit of a make-over. Here are some pictures of the place:

When we returned back to London Owner took me for lunch before we headed back home. As you can see from this picture taken when we got back home Her caning and flogging made quite the impression on my butt!

It was such a wonderful way to celebrate our 20th anniversary, which is still a few days a way. What a wonderful Owner i have and how over the moon i am to be able to live with and submit to and serve Her 24/7 for 365 days a year. She is quite simply the best.

(Tit) Weight Training and Stretching

No, i do not mean going down to the gym and pumping iron! What do you take me for? That would, i am sure, never be seen by Owner as an acceptable reason to allow me out of Her house (besides i have some dumbbells and a kettle bell at home). No, the weight training i am talking about are weights that are suspended from my pierced tits.

i have mentioned before that something that is important to Owner is my ability to tolerate pain. She enjoys inflicting it and expects me to be good at tolerating it. It is, after all, the reason for my weekly caning. It provides Her with an enjoyable end of week activity and an opportunity for me to get better at learning to tolerate discomfort.

However, my butt (and the backs of my thighs) are not the only part of my body expected to be able to endure discomfort. My breasts and nipples are too. Indeed, the latter are now relatively big and puffy as a consequence of years of abuse, both deliberate; in the form of piercing, clamps (both with and without weights), canings etc and accidental; specifically the time when i tore my right nipple in half when my bracelet caught in my nipple ring as i was vigorously toweling myself dry post-shower whilst staying at Owners parents. i tore the ring clean out of my tit and left my right nipple fully split in half. Ouch! It took a while for the nipple to heal back together, it was quite literally split down the middle.

But that was then. With tit healed, re-pierced and fully healed i can, once again, safely resume tit training with weights. i now have a daily (weekdays only) regimen of tit training/stretching using weights. 

First off, each morning when Owner leaves the house at 6.30am for Her daily walk around the park i set about sweeping all of the floors in the flat. i do it at this time so as not to annoy Owner by getting in Her way. However, before i start to sweep the floors 200g of weight is suspended from each one of my nipples using S hooks. Like this:

how frightful i look first thing!

All floors swept i then position myself naked at the top of the stairs with Owners favourite paddle ready to greet Her return home, still with tit weights attached. These are only removed and put away after i have kissed Owners shoes in greeting and She has paddled my backside and caged clit.

awaiting Owners return home at 7am - tit weights still hanging

a big grin on my face to welcome Owner home as i hand Her the paddle to beat me with when i kiss Her feet

However, the floors need more than a daily sweep. They also need mopping. This happens once a week. i used to do this at the weekend but doing so annoyed Owner as i got in Her way and disrupted whatever She was doing. This created a dilemma. One the one hand Owner rightly expected i should regularly mop the floors, however, my doing so annoyed Her. The solution i arrived at was to sweep and mop the floors on a weekday when Owner had to go into the office and i was working from home, which i usually am.

So, on days that i both sweep and mop my tits are also stretched with weights. However, an additional iron bell also hangs suspended from my piercings, bringing the combined weight hanging from my tits to over half a kilogram. The hanging bell swings and clanks noisily as i sweep and mop, giving my tits a proper workout.

i wonder what the neighbours think is causing the clanging sound upstairs? 

Then there is Thursday and the time i spend every Thursday evening locked inside the dog cage, gagged and with my ankles and wrists chained. My tits are again stretched with weights and the same iron bell suspended from my piercings using S hooks. However, a heavy solid metal chain is also hung from my tits as well 

the items hanging from my pierced tits when i am caged

In total 1kg of weight hangs down from my stretched and straining teets. 

The weights definitely serve to focus my attention and discourage movement that might set them swinging and straining as i kneel chained and drooling (from the horse bit gag) in the darkness. The exception, of course, are the times when Owner comes through and spanks or caresses my butt, caged clit and pussy. Then i cannot help but try and spread my legs and wiggle my bum and swing the weights in hyper-aroused excitement.

Training my tits with weights this way helps with my ability to tolerate pain and discomfort whilst continuing to complete my household chores and act as a slut, also things that are extremely important to Owner. It also means that my stretched out tits and i spend the remainder of the day feeling wonderfully  aroused and in heat, whilst i remain frustrated and denied. Such sweet torment! i am indeed a very, very lucky slut.

4 Drunk Ladies And A Dog

Owner and i had an unexpectedly entertaining evening last night in a pub along the River Thames at Hammersmith. We arrived in West London after lunch to watch a matinee performance of a new feminist interpretation of the story Dracula. We both agreed that, whilst the attempt to explore this timeless tale through the eyes of Mina Harker, the only protagonist to survive the original story, was an innovative one the execution was somewhat muddled. Still, it was an entertaining couple of hours.

After curtains up we left the theatre and took a stroll along the River Thames to one of our favourite riverside pubs in West London, The Dove.  To our surprise there were some seats available inside and so we settled ourselves down to enjoy a couple of drinks and partake of our favourite activity, people watching. We were not to be disappointed.

What followed was a most entertaining few hours. A couple of women arrived with a dog, which we later learnt was called Luna and settled themselves down near to us. Not long after a pair of Australian women walked in and soon the women near us and the Australians became fast friends. Owner and i were drawn in to their increasingly merry conversations. At one point one of the women ended up lying sprawled on the floor between table and stools. 

It transpired that the Australians had been best friends who had each divorced their husbands to form a relationship of their own. The other couple were friends who had not seen each other for 15 years. They bought us drinks and Owner and i maintained a constant supply of snacks for the, seemingly ravenous, Luna. At one point one of the Lesbian pair shouted out that i looked 'pretty'.

It was an eventful evening.

Owner even managed to take a couple of pictures of yours truly wantonly showing off my bra in the pub

Something i had also done earlier in the day in the theatre. Honestly, you can't take me anywhere!

Whilst we were out Owner also advised me of Her plans for how i am to celebrate my birthday next year. Something that readers may not know is Owner is a big fan of WWE wrestling, She often watches matches whilst i am caged. Anyway, there is a slap down, or whatever it is one calls it, coming to London next year on the day of my birthday, in January. So my birthday will be spent with Owner watching one of Her favourite 'sports'.

 

Wrestling is not something i had ever really watched or paid much attention to. However, Owner has let me watch some matches with Her and has also spent time patiently explaining to me the nature of the 'show'. She now teases me about how much i love the women's costumes and how much i must wish i could wear those too. Which is very true. The women wrestlers are, i admit, most impressive. Almost as impressive as their outfits.

 

It promises to be an entertaining event and i can think of no better birthday present than being able to spend time with Owner whilst lusting after sequined hot pants and bikinis. i can't wait and will be counting down the months.

 

However, Owner also knows what an attention craving exhibitionist slut i am and so has an additional plan in mind, one that She informed me about last night. She announced that will be buying me a new manga/anime trap outfit and taking me to Anime con in London next year, in February. Once again i will be expected to take part in the stage performance section, where i will have to show myself off in my outfit to a conference hall full of strangers.

 

Owner took me to to a previous anime con in 2020 and had me appear on stage, in my trap manga maids outfit whilst also in chastity. i was nervous as hell, possibly the most nervous i have ever been, but it was such a thrill to do and appear on stage like that. i am already super excited at the prospect of doing so again next year!

 

More exciting thrills are closer to hand next weekend as Owner and i are spending the night at a fully-equipped BDSM dungeon as part of our 20th anniversary celebrations. It is amazing what you can find on AirBnB! The dungeon also has its own website. 

 

In the meantime, the past week passed without incident. i did all of my chores and was caged for the evening on Thursday, this time with a full 1kg of weights suspended from my very stretched pierced tits. Then on Friday i was permitted out unaccompanied by Owner to attend a memorial service for a friend and former colleague who recently died. It was lovely meeting up with former workmates but even nicer to return home. i made sure to only stay out for a short while before returning back to where i belong, home with Owner.

 

Unfortunately, i have earnt a fully justified punishment. i took out some sausages from the freezer to de-frost in the fridge mid-week.  However, more than 3 days passed before i proposed cooking with them. That is unacceptable. The sausages were disposed of and i will be punished. 

Freshly Inked

To mark our upcoming 20th anniversary (wow), and to reference the fact that i have been locked in chastity for most of those twenty years, yesterday Owner had me freshly inked. It was a design She devised and the tattoo was done in a local parlour that She has had me tattooed in before. It took just over three hours to do. i am really thrilled with my new marking. The tattooist herself remarked at the end how much she had also enjoyed doing the tattoo and took lots of pictures for her own instagram.

The image below shows the completed tattoo. It was taken by the tattooist for me inside the tattoo parlour so that i could send the picture to Owner:

The design of the lock complements the skeleton key design that Owner previously had done for me, which is also a reference to my locked-in-chastity state. It creates a wonderful illustration of my being under lock and key and to me also speaks to the wider control Owner exercises over all aspects of my life.

In case you were wondering, yes i was in chastity whilst the tattoo was created. The picture below was taken just before i left home to get the tattoo done but shows how i was dressed inside the parlour, obviously i wore trousers to walk there and put them back on to come back! 

As you can see, my metal chastity device is very, very visible through the mesh of these panties. Incidentally, i am still super happy with this new metal device.

Owner and i went for drinks afterwards to celebrate. 

On Friday night, after work, Owner set about striking my bare bottom as part of my weekly caning/spanking/whipping. This time, however, She switched implements and used Her birch, striking my backside 200 times with it and leaving my buttocks and the backs of my thighs nice and warm.

That same day Owner also electrocuted my clit a number of times by triggering the electro-shock collar that is secured around it for such purposes. Wearing the device causes me to spend the whole day on edge, never quite knowing if and when Owner might decide to electrocute my most sensitive bits. She finds it highly amusing to suddenly zap me at random moments.

The day before, Thursday i spent the evening in my dog cage as usual on all fours with 750g of weights (in the form of an iron cow bell and solid metal chains) suspended from S hooks through my nipple piercings and with my mouth drooling from the horse-bit gag and my wrists and ankles cuffed. My tits were already sore and my pussy already hot as i had been required to prepare and serve dinner wearing my vicious serrated metal clover clamps 

and furry-tailed heavy solid metal butt plug just an hour before going into the cage.

So my nipples were already sore and my pussy aroused by the time i entered the dog cage. Having my nipples stretched hard by the heavy weights suspended from them was even more arousing and my hot pussy just got hotter and hotter as i knelt motionless in the darkness thinking naughty thoughts and getting increasingly aroused. 

Matters were made worse when, after about 30 minutes i heard Owner coming down the corridor (She had been in the lounge watching TV and talking to Her family on the phone whilst i was caged in the kitchen). Unbeknownst to me She was holding Her favourite leather paddle which She then proceeded to beat my bare buttocks with through the open rear door of the cage. It is always left open for just such a purpose. She struck me a few times before swinging the paddle up between my legs and landing it against my swollen and vulnerable labia. Owner knows that striking my bits hard is something that i find highly arousing and, for years now, has been the way in which Owner has forced me to orgasm, by hitting my bits repeatedly hard until i ejaculate.

i had already thrust my buttocks back to give Owner a bigger target to strike when She began to paddle my buttocks. The minute She brought the paddle between my legs and struck my exposed bits i went into slut overdrive, eagerly spreading my legs as far as my ankle chains would allow to give Her as much access to my bits as possible to strike them whilst also wiggling my buttocks to set the heavy weights suspended from my piercings off, causing them to swing and stretch my tits even more. i drooled heavily as Owner beat my bits hard and my nipples stretched further and further.

Thankfully, Owner knows just how much to hit me and make me super horny without risking any form of accident on my part. No sooner had i become super aroused than She stopped. She traced Her finger across the entrance of my hot pussy and then left me and went back to Her repose in the lounge. Leaving me caged and super horny in the darkness.

My tits were hot and sore and my pussy warm and wet by the time i was released.

It has been a wonderful week. i am so lucky to have the wonderful Owner that i do and get to live the life that i live.

September Sun and Stockings

Owner's sister and her boyfriend have now departed after staying with us for a little over a week. It was great having them and we did a lot of sightseeing in London, Bath and Bristol with them but it is also lovely to be back to normal and have our flat back to 'normal'. Owner complimented me on the fact that, whilst Her guests were staying with us i continued to clean/tidy-up after everyone and to cook meals etc. In fact, by the end of her stay even Owner's sister had started to tell me to fetch her drinks from the kitchen for her. It was a pleasure to be of service but even lovelier to be back, submitting to Owner in the manner She expects of me.

Our first day back to 'normal' also happened to be the 16th of the month, meaning that Owners chastity and outdoor challenge dice were rolled at breakfast. The former determined that i be locked up 24/7 until the 16th of next month, when the dice will be rolled again. For me this was an extra special outcome as, aside from the fact that i like being in chastity, i am also getting tattooed this weekend to mark Owner and my upcoming 20th anniversary with a design that also speaks to my usually locked up state. It is great to know that i will be in chastity as i am, once again, permanently inked with a design chosen by Owner for me that represents my usually locked and denied state.

The second set of dice rolled before breakfast were the monthly outdoor challenge dice. This time these determined that i was to wear my Japanese manga maids outfit to a nearby railway station. i combined the outfit with white stockings and a pair of bright red open-back panties, matching bra and heeled shoes. The station is about a 15-20 minute walk from where we live and i decided to attempt to walk the route there and back in my heels. i am happy to say that i succeeded, although i did pack an emergency pair of slip-ons in my backpack just in case!

It was a wonderful challenge to complete. i was seen by lots of people, including the police. A lady complimented me on my outfit, a young guy walking his (quite fearsome looking) dog bade me good day and more exciting still i got honked at and wolf-whistled by some guys in a van. A cycle courier even cycled straight over up to me and then stopped a few feet from me and just stared at me. i hope he liked what he saw ;)

Anyway, here are some pictures of my little adventure. i was quite aroused by the time i got home, even more so when Owner saw the pictures and said that i looked very tarty. Mission well and truly accomplished. What do readers think?

on my way

at the station

a flash of red and flesh

hello people

la policia

soliciting? moi?

i said it was windy

i do so love being one of our local sluts :)

Stainless Steel Python Nub Chastity Device Review

This year i seem to have gone through a succession of chastity devices as, one after another, devices that at first seemed promising subsequently broke. All were lightweight micro devices and all were either 3-D printed or plastic. One exception was a very pretty metal device, however, it was very heavy and my little clit escaped from it easily.

i was close to despairing of finding a good 'forever', or at least long-term, device when i stumbled across the python nub in stainless steel. i had already tried the plastic version which, although comfortable the twin locking pins had sheared and broken within less than a fortnights wear. i reasoned that a stainless steel version would be stronger. So, with Owners consent, i went ahead and ordered the Python nub in stainless steel from a seller on ebay.

 

So, the million dollar question. What do i think? 

Actually, i love it. Being made of stainless steel it is obviously heavier than its plastic counterpart. But it is not too heavy. It is also very robust with no sign of any wear and tear after nearly a month of use. i bought it with a base ring of 43mm. The only smaller size base ring offered was 38mm. i knew from past experience that 38mm would be too small and tight. The perfect size ring for my anatomy would be 41mm so that it hugs my flesh and keeps everything in place without the device slipping. As it is the 43mm ring is lose enough for the cage to slide forward slightly. However, never enough for my little clit to ever be able to pop out. It remains locked securely in place at all times.

One thing i found with some micro plastic cages was that my clit would sometimes 'bully' its way free when experiencing early morning arousal, resulting in me waking up to an unsightly and unseemly little erection. There is no such chance with the Python nub. No matter how excited my little clit tries to get it stays contained and restrained within its stainless steel shell.

The nub size has a wonderful flat profile so that, under tight clothing all that can really be seen are the soft twin bulges of my two 'labia' plums, with my clit held flat and firmly in place between them. It makes for a pleasingly invisible clit.

One of the best things, however, about the Python nub is how it holds/restrains my clit flat against the body rather than squashing it up/compressing it as some of the micro cages i had did. These were fine until you needed to pee. Having your clit permanently squashed resulted in two things. First, you were never quite sure where your wee would squirt as you sat down to empty your bladder. Secondly, even when you thought you had finished there would often still be some liquid trapped inside your squashed tube, liquid that would eventually, find its way out. This heightened the risk of unfortunate accidents unless you were really careful to try and thoroughly shake/wiggle anything you could to be sure you truly were 'done' after peeing and that no sudden leakage would occur after you had pulled your panties up. Anyway, with the Python nub this has never once happened. Although it holds the clit down flat it does not squash or compress it completely allowing for a free flow of urine. When you think you have stopped and your bladder is empty, you truly have. There are no sudden surprises waiting to wet your panties.

Being stainless steel also means the device is super hygienic and is unlikely to discolour or risk developing odours as can happen with plastic/3D printed ones. The downside is that it would, i am sure, trigger an airport security screen so unless you enjoy explaining why your crotch is beeping you would be best temporarily swapping it for a plastic device until safe to reinstall the metal Python nub.

All in all, i think this is a great device. It looks nice, is practical and comfortable, keeps everything securely in place and tucked away without creating risks/uncertainty when you go for a wee. i love it.

In other news.

This week i have continued to do all of my chores etc to Owners satisfaction. i once again had to present myself to Owner and self-spank my caged clitty with a heavy wooden spoon one hundred times and then chill my hot, sore 'bits' with two ice-cubes, held pressed against them until each had fully melted.

On Thursday i spent part of my evening, as is now usual, chained in my dog cage in the kitchen whilst Owner relaxed and enjoyed some time undisturbed in the lounge. Additional weights were added to the S hooks suspended from my nipple rings in the form of a heavy solid metal chain together with the usual small metal chain and iron bell. These hung suspended below my stretched tits for nearly an hour.

The next day i was curious as to the actual weight i that had hung suspended from my tits. The answer, 750g 

On Friday i was electrocuted by Owner after She first spanked my caged clit with Her favourite leather paddle as i prostrated myself naked and greeted Her return from Her early morning walk by kissing Her feet. i have now learnt to spread my legs wide so that She can freely strike me between them. Greeting Her in this manner has become a fully establish weekday routine that we both love.

Then on Friday evening i had my weekly caning.

Today, Saturday the 6th, Owners' sister and her boyfriend arrive. They are staying with us until the 15th of September. So we have a week of sightseeing and entertaining ahead of us. It will also give me an opportunity to further practice my Spanish.

i will continue to serve, obey and submit to Owner, just discretely. Yes, i can sometimes be discrete! 

Oh, and one final thing. i am booked in to be tattooed again on Saturday the 20th of September. It is an anniversary gift from Owner and a wonderfully appropriate design to add to my growing collection of permanent marks from Owner. i am really looking forward to being inked again.