'Cagey Thursday' is the term Owner has coined to describe the time i now spend every Thursday evening, after cooking and clearing away dinner and completing my evening chores, when i a sent to be locked up in my dog cage/crate whilst Owner enjoys a period of peace and quiet.
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| inside my dog cage last night |
That is how i then spend my time. Chained and on all fours, cowbells gently swaying, drool dripping in my cage in the growing darkness of the kitchen. It was light when i entered, dark when i was allowed out again.
Whilst i am locked out of Her way Owner is able to relax and have some time to Herself. As for myself? Well, i have time to think and reflect on ways i can improve. Being locked on all fours in the darkness, legs spread apart a little, also feels wonderfully vulnerable and exposed. All sorts of naughty thoughts raced through my brain. Only my rear-end is visible from the open entrance of the dog house, my 'pussy' available, my hanging bits vulnerable. Meanwhile the slow swinging of the cow bell that hung suspended from my teets tugged delightfully on them, stretching them out. My clit throbbed inside its metal cage.
At one point Owner wandered through to the kitchen and caressed my buttocks and heavy swollen labia in the darkness before returning to the lounge to watch TV. A little later i heard Her get up to go the toilet. i could not help but crave Her piss.
My mind again wandered. This time to thoughts of Owner's fingers and hand inside of me, opening me up, then of Her cock penetrating me, fucking me in the darkness. Then my thoughts took a darker turn. This time of Owner stood behind me, attaching clamps to my labia to electrocute them or shocking the entrance of my pussy with Her tazapper electric-shock device, both things She has done a number of times before and takes delight in doing.
However, nothing of the sort happened. Time ticked by. i could hear the sound of the TV on in the lounge and the sound of the neighbours talking in the flat below. i remained immobile in the darkness.
The floor of the dog crate/cage is covered with a fluffy dog matt to cushion and protect my 55-year old knees and hands. However, even with this being immobile on your hands and knees becomes uncomfortable after a while. i have learnt to very slowly shift position, to ease the pressure without causing the cowbells to clank.
Eventually i heard the sound of Owners footsteps again down the corridor. This time She told me that my cage time was up and i could rejoin Her in the lounge. Truth be told i was lucky in that i was only locked up like that for about 50 minutes. She could of course cage me at any time and for any duration. However, one thing is now certain. Every Thursday night, after i have finished my chores, i can now look forward to spending time locked up in the darkness, trying to keep still inside my new dog cage.
Earlier in the week Owner had me stand in front of Her in the lounge and spank my the vulnerable and exposed labia bits of my clit hard with a wooden spoon. In the end they were struck over one hundred times. My plums were left reddened and sore. Relief, of a kind, was immediately provided to them as Owner then instructed that i clamp ice cubes against them and hold them in place until they had fully melted. My bits went from hot and swollen to cold and frozen! i stood, pressing the ice cubes against the soft sensitive skin of my plums for over 5 minutes until the ice had fully melted.
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| spanking my bits with a wooden spoon |
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| then freezing them with ice cubes |
This morning, after sweeping all of the floors whilst Owner was out on Her early morning walk, i greeted Her return home in the now customary manner, prostrating myself naked before Her and kissing Her feet having first handed Owner Her favourite leather paddle to beat my backside with as my lips pressed against Her shoes. Today, rather than use the paddle against my butt cheeks She instead brought it down between my legs, leather against the soft skin of my labia plums.
There was a further twist. Today being a Friday the electro-shock device was also secured tightly around my clit, it's twin electrodes pushing into the soft skin at the base of my clit, next to the metal base ring of my chastity cage. As i handed Owner the leather paddle before prostrating myself and kissing Her feet i also handed Her the remote control of the electro-shock device.
i do, quite genuinely, fear being electrocuted by this device. Yet each week i obediently make sure to re-charge it, put it on, hand Owner the remote and make sure the remote stays close to Her throughout the day, so that She always has it to hand. It scares me and yet it is such a powerful and forceful reminder of the authority Owner has over me. Wherever i am in the flat, whatever i might be doing (unless i am in the shower - that is the only time i am safe) Owner might choose to electrocute me. Today She electrocuted me minutes after returning from Her walk and then again mid-morning whilst i was working. As for me, well i get to spend the day in a constant state of mild fear that at any moment Owner might electrocute me remotely again in my most sensitive parts.
This coming weekend is a long bank holiday weekend here in England. Accordingly, Owner has arranged to take me with Her to stay in Norwich, a medieval town in the East of England. We have various sightseeing activities planned. Owner has also instructed me to bring along a pretty outfit that is 'classy not slutty this time!' i have brought my pretty white lace dress. Hopefully there will be an opportunity to do a photoshoot in it.
i have also, as i always do whenever we go away, packed vibrators for Owner's pleasure as well as Her red whip, a paddle and a cane for Her to use on me. We are both looking forward to our mini-break.
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