i cannot begin to properly convey what a wonderful day today is proving to be.
On Thursday i was out all day on a work visit to Manchester and did not get home until late and then yesterday Owner treated me to a few Asperol Fizz cocktails after we finished work, so i knew i had some housework to catch-up on.
Accordingly, after serving breakfast and completing my daily studies and exercises i set about busying myself with housework, cleaning Owners aquarium and Her kitchen. By this time it was mid-morning and i still had not got dressed for the day. Owner was in the shower and so i set about prepping food for a cooked lunch (roasted cauliflower, broccoli, halloumi, cashews and chipolatas with paprika). To my delight Owner walked into the kitchen with a fresh glass of warm piss in Her hand and presented it to me for me to drink.
It was salty, rich and delicious and full of flavour. Owners' piss is, quite simply, the best drink in the world. i really do love it. It was consumed with relish.
Piss drunk and food prepped it was time for my own shower. After getting dressed and cleaning the bathroom i served Owner Her cooked lunch at precisely the time of day that She expects to be served, namely exactly 12 o'clock for lunch and 7pm for dinner.Food consumed, i cleared away and washed the dishes then set about cleaning the lounge whilst Owner relaxed and caught up with some TV.
After this Owner advised that She wanted a coffee from the local cafe so i was allowed to pop outside in order to get it for Her, i was also allowed one for myself. After returning i then joined Her to watch a film She had seen good reviews for. It was on Amazon and is a gay Master/slave bdsm story, which one reviewer very aptly describe as a bit like 'Tom of Finland meets Alan Bennett'. It is called Pillion and i would recommend it.
Film over Owner advised that it was time for my beating and electrocution. Rather than being caned or paddled this time Owner beat my soft and exposed 'labia' bits, striking them 150 times with a wooden spoon. It is a while since i have been beaten 'down there' and i confess i struggled a little. At one point i was in such discomfort that i was unable to count out loud each blow as is expected of me. i struggled to keep my composure or my legs apart and Owner was forced to physically pin me with Her body so that She could continue to strike me between my legs. She rightly criticised me for how badly i was coping as She continued to strike me with the unyielding wooden terror.
Finally, to my relief, the one hundred and fiftieth blow was delivered and the wooden spoon was put down. Now it was time for Owner to sit me down to electrocute my tits, which She did. i was something of a quivering mess by the end of this week's maintenance beating and electrocution.
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| looking a little disheveled post beating and electrocuting |
Afterwards, i thanked Owner for having continued to beat me, despite Her having to pin me down.
Owner then let me snuggle up to Her on the sofa, my head resting on Her breast, as She checked Her phone. By this point my bits were throbbing hard and my brain was enveloped in the most wonderful swoon as post-beating endorphins rushed and surged through my body. It is the best feeling in the world and a moment when i feel so absolutely and completely in love with and in awe of Owner.
It is a feeling i wish would last forever, the elation and over-whelming and profound sense of love and desire to be Hers and be controlled and kept, cherished, nurtured and beaten by Her until the day i die. It is a feeling i will never ever tire of experiencing. It was a while before i was able to get back up again.
But get back up i eventually had to. Owner had advised that i should expect to be put in my cage at some point today. However, as is Her right She changed Her mind and advised that i will, instead, be caged tomorrow. What is already a wonderful Saturday looks set to extend into a wonderful weekend.
i am truly the luckiest wife in the world to have an Owner who loves and treats me as She does.



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