tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076874700672352812024-03-19T08:48:17.361+00:00poppet subslutA blog documenting my experience in a Female-led relationship with my wonderful OwnerPoppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.comBlogger971125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-73089103950026085982024-03-16T21:07:00.002+00:002024-03-16T21:07:16.946+00:00Bikini Poppet and the Postie<p>So today, being the 16th of the month, meant one thing and one thing only....outdoor challenge! Owner's dice were duly rolled this morning and the result was to pose wearing a bikini in a road that is about 10 minutes walk from our flat.</p><p>Now, this turned out to be a more complicated exercise than some of my other challenges. First, it is a Saturday so lots of people are off work. Second, the road in question is just off the main pedestrian thoroughfare up to the park. Third, it wasn't rainy and was even sort of sunny (a rare occurrence recently) and so loads of families were making the most of the fine weather and were taking their munchkins up to the park. Last, it was late morning, prime 'let's go to the park before lunch' time. In short, there was a fairly constant stream of people and cars heading up the road to the park. i have no intention of upsetting anyone and so had to choose my 'moments' carefully to step into the street and do my thing. Oh, and to top it all off, seconds after i arrived, so too did the postman in his van.</p><p>All of this meant that there were plenty of moments of me just standing around trying to look nonchalant as parents, grandparents and their kids streamed pass whilst i waited for a gap in the 'traffic' to undo my coat again and show off my (i think rather lovely) bikini. Eventually i retreated a little further into the side street, but even then people still walked past me.</p><p>Anyway, enough of my prattling on. Judge for yourself how you think i got on. When i sent some of the pictures to Owner to 'prove' my challenge was completed (She had gone out for lunch with some friends) She replied to say i looked 'sexy'. i was delighted She liked them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7GccfUHXZuyhcWfvVZLBSOrHlxo3kG2ly3hxRBt_GBX4VCeqt27s9QXR-Mxv1RvGfl-bvnhQ93wb1zTw3-jZDSPnYtr4DvhB2d9ZWLZDivlXAAfiztcvB28nc78Wr65OR2YlWHhFSshNDjM-D7D6-Fy-R21dUi1AHaHRSA5SLJ6Bg3pVhiyKtaRMI5aI/s1080/10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7GccfUHXZuyhcWfvVZLBSOrHlxo3kG2ly3hxRBt_GBX4VCeqt27s9QXR-Mxv1RvGfl-bvnhQ93wb1zTw3-jZDSPnYtr4DvhB2d9ZWLZDivlXAAfiztcvB28nc78Wr65OR2YlWHhFSshNDjM-D7D6-Fy-R21dUi1AHaHRSA5SLJ6Bg3pVhiyKtaRMI5aI/s320/10.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjztGGTeP9Ub5jnOZw6VVN2VroNOcK1HKncgsISOvwtQmqQ1_0tsD3aaaiqukuqRBAeP8urxtDJQvLzeqi_noCRKNYa1_lS5RtH-nR6ZbQpEGKcuEr5_MSWZqbOiIIQ0WlowsGlmiQdPInTq1nEhb1_i_LBwhY79-OVc1P2erVKbDa2RjovAxx9AJW9BpDX/s1080/11.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjztGGTeP9Ub5jnOZw6VVN2VroNOcK1HKncgsISOvwtQmqQ1_0tsD3aaaiqukuqRBAeP8urxtDJQvLzeqi_noCRKNYa1_lS5RtH-nR6ZbQpEGKcuEr5_MSWZqbOiIIQ0WlowsGlmiQdPInTq1nEhb1_i_LBwhY79-OVc1P2erVKbDa2RjovAxx9AJW9BpDX/s320/11.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTN2DUz2JWvQu_ajv32aKQkjt8-QdQD2fTkQuP54j32qxzCmdcl7Rtt3HUT8GJgUfk6vMKXYCv2vdLNxmlJo_dVf5efrwGp44p0l7NRHKdj9qGXAXoN1lwrJ08pq6eaNCgCAIDvBX9pGMRppbuq1oQZPvvKd1EpqMGKlEkAn8jXwuXveUQ9TK2Cfh0Pr6/s1080/13.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTN2DUz2JWvQu_ajv32aKQkjt8-QdQD2fTkQuP54j32qxzCmdcl7Rtt3HUT8GJgUfk6vMKXYCv2vdLNxmlJo_dVf5efrwGp44p0l7NRHKdj9qGXAXoN1lwrJ08pq6eaNCgCAIDvBX9pGMRppbuq1oQZPvvKd1EpqMGKlEkAn8jXwuXveUQ9TK2Cfh0Pr6/s320/13.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me giving it my best street prostitute impression :)</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyKhcNvSxbMsuKfzdhRsHBofDj4rl_UT2PRMk_VUNphtdrGXzkJENJSCk69w1sRpdSig9aUyC6LoZekkwiatiMM_ZlFkFd5Nb9JZHdMise0gYtNeajWAQKlqnsU30OhJu7u09-nW4X1MiL7Kf2cyg3oldcV8gR2dEdxpxISWA9QQp2wyRoDEDOd7QeMYx/s1080/12.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyKhcNvSxbMsuKfzdhRsHBofDj4rl_UT2PRMk_VUNphtdrGXzkJENJSCk69w1sRpdSig9aUyC6LoZekkwiatiMM_ZlFkFd5Nb9JZHdMise0gYtNeajWAQKlqnsU30OhJu7u09-nW4X1MiL7Kf2cyg3oldcV8gR2dEdxpxISWA9QQp2wyRoDEDOd7QeMYx/s320/12.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p> Anyway, as i hope you can tell i am now fully recovered from my recent bout of Covid. Accordingly, i am also back doing all my chores etc at home, which makes me very happy.</p><p>Meanwhile, Owner has also added a new little domestic restriction. She has decided that i spend far too long in the shower/bathroom each morning. From now onwards i am restricted to a maximum of ten minutes, any longer and i need to add that to my punishment book. This morning was the first day of the new shower regime, i was in and out in 9mins and 45 seconds, phew!</p><p>Later in the day i met up with Owner for a few drinks, we had a fun evening as you can see;</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKxAPXeW9WKdUD5CfFXo1_dJwIura5BKrDvMIi_vGapIEXGbGukDIY40WscCadyEAOaWvCHbEDgsEpK_AJyKmVKhTaJJIyK2MqzRVfjqIp2_162G-YQgPj4POQ_NRoWPaIHGlKzRLMKqZydRMzWGacIyaD3FFQcdFiYPsIMFAEbRonFM4mCCtmidMO2iV_/s1080/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKxAPXeW9WKdUD5CfFXo1_dJwIura5BKrDvMIi_vGapIEXGbGukDIY40WscCadyEAOaWvCHbEDgsEpK_AJyKmVKhTaJJIyK2MqzRVfjqIp2_162G-YQgPj4POQ_NRoWPaIHGlKzRLMKqZydRMzWGacIyaD3FFQcdFiYPsIMFAEbRonFM4mCCtmidMO2iV_/s320/12.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Owner and i</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOLHqkKm7eVNGWtoKFuRCbwELV_CQWMaP-maj6cANKHd406jYiBHpTo-hjdg1TY7M4vsLi93F0YkJ4bRxkwv2FQ47UQMIoueADEEc3JnDYgDZjoSBpJGTwSAJukX5eRDOIX4WLVHKjXcrEFeP_qpexLcq57BibpDwXsV9yoSzPriNxQFK5zvJKNJR4-sj/s1080/20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOLHqkKm7eVNGWtoKFuRCbwELV_CQWMaP-maj6cANKHd406jYiBHpTo-hjdg1TY7M4vsLi93F0YkJ4bRxkwv2FQ47UQMIoueADEEc3JnDYgDZjoSBpJGTwSAJukX5eRDOIX4WLVHKjXcrEFeP_qpexLcq57BibpDwXsV9yoSzPriNxQFK5zvJKNJR4-sj/s320/20.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">flashing my bra</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAcz1yyGpt0SRxAGNUKDUev85LMkdiMdZPypZWKPL269sI3ZA44ugjOGZIZjRtx5wUt6hYQiD_QuFi8IYec4RJY7ozusfWBOiKWgYLHtEANe5S_-3HI4HDALOBEpUN1Z11mTWVGxqaOr9tCn3I3nBYoXlzBsOPkQiS0IH0AfBGLk3K3IyW1QIxx2uhOwn/s1080/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAcz1yyGpt0SRxAGNUKDUev85LMkdiMdZPypZWKPL269sI3ZA44ugjOGZIZjRtx5wUt6hYQiD_QuFi8IYec4RJY7ozusfWBOiKWgYLHtEANe5S_-3HI4HDALOBEpUN1Z11mTWVGxqaOr9tCn3I3nBYoXlzBsOPkQiS0IH0AfBGLk3K3IyW1QIxx2uhOwn/s320/22.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Such a slutty pet!Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-4599002973635611422024-03-13T19:59:00.000+00:002024-03-13T19:59:51.977+00:00TLC and Control<p>There is nothing quite like a period of being unwell to be reminded of what a wonderful, caring and compassionate Owner i have. She has been a saint and has taken full care of me, insisting that i drop all of my chores and just focus on getting better, which i am pleased to say that i now largely am.</p><p>For me the worst part of being ill is not being able to support and look after Owner as i want to and instead have Her care for and look after me, keep on top of the housework all whilst having a lot of work and stress to deal with from Her job. She is a real wonder woman. i was not always the best patient and was reprimanded on more than one occasion for trying to do things when She had explicitly told me to do nothing and to focus on my recovery. i know i will be rightly punished for such behaviour when i am fully recovered, but it came from a well meaning place.</p><p>i am truly lucky in having an Owner who loves me, as i do Her, and who takes care of me. Whilst it may be true (is true) that when i am in rude health She does punish, discipline and control me and rightly expects me to devote my time to Her and taking care of Her home - something i like nothing better than to do. It is also true that, at the first sign that i am struggling for reasons of health or some other factor out of my control, She immediately steps in and makes adjustments, takes on tasks and generally cares for me and nourishes me until i am recovered and can return back to my place and my tasks.</p><p>Both of these are two sides of the same loving Owner. There is the dominant and controlling side that i adore and which makes me swoon and long to fall fully under the control of. Then there is the caring and selfless side for whom nothing is too much trouble when it comes to helping me rest and recover. Common to both is a deep understanding of what i need and what is best for me. There are times when i might need looking after but also running through my core is a need to submit. The latter is a constant, the former is not. i feel blessed to get to share my life with someone who knows and embodies that. Someone who knows me better than i know myself. Who knows when to stroke my brow and when to beat my butt.</p><p>Thank you Owner for all that you do and for giving me the life that i have. i am truly, truly grateful.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-14636837574977339362024-03-07T20:12:00.000+00:002024-03-07T20:12:09.149+00:00Not Everything Always Goes To Plan<p>So, Owners' plan of spending a long weekend in Madrid this weekend with Her girlfriend, and my plan of popping down to my Dad's to take him to see a friend of his who is in hospital, whilst Owner was away, have both fallen apart. Unfortunately, a family matter has arisen that meant Owners' friend could no longer make the trip, meaning Owner had to cancel. This was quickly followed by me testing positive for Covid, putting paid to any ideas i had of seeing my elderly father, let alone visiting a hospital with him.</p><p>On the plus side it does mean that Owner and i will get to have some unexpected time together this weekend. The down-side is that, with me having Covid, we are having to live slightly parallel lives in our little flat and sleep in separate rooms. i am hoping i start to test negative soon so we can once again snuggle up together. In the meantime it is face masks and separate beds 😢</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSts9ZdODMPrWyCPgBMxj8iD904HguLXbUUbv2wMPAjTq3ps5oZSRQmluDY_rVlejD-r7OBQD4K3hIAOEdYKS4iOv9XcezhQqevXA_kpCMXeRaKARSWGByNLFzFP_A8YeCu_lbHZY_j7thTrv50ta3p7-XG6PUb74ZOtfyBPocF5u3RLx4WwaF-Y3amuk6/s3264/20240306_091607.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSts9ZdODMPrWyCPgBMxj8iD904HguLXbUUbv2wMPAjTq3ps5oZSRQmluDY_rVlejD-r7OBQD4K3hIAOEdYKS4iOv9XcezhQqevXA_kpCMXeRaKARSWGByNLFzFP_A8YeCu_lbHZY_j7thTrv50ta3p7-XG6PUb74ZOtfyBPocF5u3RLx4WwaF-Y3amuk6/s320/20240306_091607.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">in bed with Covid</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The worst bit by far about being unwell is watching Owner having to step in and do all the things that i normally do to keep Her flat running smoothly. Yesterday i was told off in no uncertain manner by Her for attempting to do some washing-up. Today i have felt better so have been allowed to do the washing-up, the laundry and the bathroom, which makes me happy. i felt quite useless yesterday.</p><p>But enough of my ailments. Before i took to my sick bed i had intended to update about a couple of other things that had happened, or not happened, over the past few days. First off, after being instructed to do so by Owner, i got my haircut! Owner announced that She was not happy with how my hair looked anymore and that i was to get it cut short. She had done some research and showed me a selection of feminine pixie undercut hairstyles with an instruction to get my hair cut in that style. She had also located a new salon for me to get my haircut in. i was given instructions to make a booking for both a consultation and a cut.<br /></p><p>Anyway, the booking was duly made on on Monday evening i returned home with my new haircut. What do you think? It is as Owner requested and i am really happy with it. She is of the opinion that my hair looks better this length and so, much as i liked having longer hair, when She told me to change it i, of course, had to obey.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU4jiosdHac4Ywv4oMZmViM1Uf19lPXWx7rvHj03XTzoLFWRitMj6HUkWnNUYBifqJaBXXmJGniQuy0Go1BjKznYewPefCLoE9D8DwkvAIFlboFpH52SJphDZx4sgDnDpahrpjAnr-kajZ_31zsaIYnCBgbhz5nFanXw6j8lB77SxmNnh6VNDmiSYaO3CV/s3264/20240304_184854.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU4jiosdHac4Ywv4oMZmViM1Uf19lPXWx7rvHj03XTzoLFWRitMj6HUkWnNUYBifqJaBXXmJGniQuy0Go1BjKznYewPefCLoE9D8DwkvAIFlboFpH52SJphDZx4sgDnDpahrpjAnr-kajZ_31zsaIYnCBgbhz5nFanXw6j8lB77SxmNnh6VNDmiSYaO3CV/s320/20240304_184854.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">my new short haircut</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>i actually really like it.</p><p>Sunday just gone Owner also had me complete one of Her 'Owners Treat' challenges. This is where i get to pick a 'treat' from a bag, comprising a slip of paper on which She has written a task i am to complete for Her pleasure, amusement and entertainment. Sometimes these 'treats' involve activities Owner enjoys or performances for me to entertain Her with. The task i was given was to re-create the scene in <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0029947/"><i>Bringing Up Baby</i></a> where Susan drops an olive. If you have no idea what I am referring to you can see the original scene below</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/DY4w5oFfOf0" width="320" youtube-src-id="DY4w5oFfOf0"></iframe></div><p>And then this is my own, someone truncated, version of the olive dropping moment (still with my hair yet to have been cut).<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzkOxirLJsvNugWjVvcKWLcQdWBbZ0tUm969HmAdchghdqL7XDRLkGCEZu3uh7qvXZLbiXJpLWmueQ1t2g8nw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>Owner was highly amused. Treat completed to Her satisfaction i then had to take another one from Her bag of 'treats'. That will involve me making a party-style make-up tutorial for Tik-Tok. That promises to be fun.<br /></p><p>In other news, on the same day as i was dropping olives i also spent some time in my cage and was treated to a delicious glass of Owner's finest. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVIFSrrFJjmwHQMG9lIpgyFj2ObW4ZJgPon4eTL87MGxfseeJMi9UdMAERckkdHEgrjls2qlcoGwdbHLZv9AL0X75O3bIDQgLryOhJ07ZOFXsbBSHTgNFePHn__y1lfJXHZHC5k_Tidi7KkiyMmnPF_6aMXujMvUg1sERjybMkAEHI2bPnOKeyUBbs7NF/s1080/34.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVIFSrrFJjmwHQMG9lIpgyFj2ObW4ZJgPon4eTL87MGxfseeJMi9UdMAERckkdHEgrjls2qlcoGwdbHLZv9AL0X75O3bIDQgLryOhJ07ZOFXsbBSHTgNFePHn__y1lfJXHZHC5k_Tidi7KkiyMmnPF_6aMXujMvUg1sERjybMkAEHI2bPnOKeyUBbs7NF/s320/34.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">preparing to enter my cage</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table> Furthermore, i also got to spend a few hours on the sofa with Owner watching the movie <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt14230458/"><i>Poor Things</i></a> - it is a great film and i can see why Emma Stone has received so many awards for her acting. Owner even allowed me to have a few beers with Her whilst watching it.<p></p><p>That said, i still think the comparative lack of awards for <i><a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1517268/">Barbie</a></i> is a scandal - and shows how accurate the film is and what a patriarchal society we live in. <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>On Monday i was then tasked with wearing a pair of Owners used knickers as a face mask between work meetings. i tried, but failed, to turn them into a proper mask look and in the end simply draped them over my head, being sure to place the crotch under my nose, creating the resulting look<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiOePBXrFpmC28IhgGZMJyLGDsS3qSwkqBi5KNW_Zhv33OZtZ356BDoyfJMgfvJZ-tYKhGjYTCR9yi76RHZlvLKH91YTtRUJh8iNxovwicuOojIT7ZuanoH1bMPFCQSLl-wvNGCqm4-T4Z5zItoD08i2qpTOyPxiGwBRu9N6HyV6aCZdzudc4ShECWN6x3/s1080/3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiOePBXrFpmC28IhgGZMJyLGDsS3qSwkqBi5KNW_Zhv33OZtZ356BDoyfJMgfvJZ-tYKhGjYTCR9yi76RHZlvLKH91YTtRUJh8iNxovwicuOojIT7ZuanoH1bMPFCQSLl-wvNGCqm4-T4Z5zItoD08i2qpTOyPxiGwBRu9N6HyV6aCZdzudc4ShECWN6x3/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>i was also zapped fifty times times by Owner, on my bum and around my pussy after i returned from getting my haircut on Monday. As soon as i am better i know i am also due to have my clitty given a similar treatment, this time with Her electro clit torturing device.</p><p>Talking of my clit, this bring me onto a mini-milestone that passed without fanfare this week. Namely, it is now over 200 days since i last experienced an orgasm of any kind. i believe i perform and function better as Owners' submissive wife by being kept orgasm free and that i have no need of them when my sole sexual function is to bring Owner pleasure. i am, therefore, hugely grateful to Owner for ensuring that i continue to remain chaste. This is not the longest period i have gone without an orgasm, in the past i have gone a whole year without one. But, if you keep a track of the orgasms i have been allowed over the past few years, which obviously i do and which are shown on the side bar of the blog, the trend is clear. Since 2019 i have experienced only 4 actual orgasms and 3 ruined ones. i put much of the improvement in my performance and behaviour as Owners' submissive wife down to that simple fact.<br /></p><p>Orgasms are things to be enjoyed and experienced by Owner whenever She wants them, but they are not things i have any right, or expectation, to receive. Sexually, my sole role and purpose is pleasuring Owner. i delight in doing this and am lucky to be granted the privilege of helping Her to climax by worshiping Her anus with my tongue. Helping Her experience orgasmic pleasure is pleasure enough for me.<br /></p>So anyway, that has been my and Owners' week. In fact Hers has actually got worse because as i have been typing this She has come in to tell me She has developed a migraine. So please send Her your love and best wishes. Knowing She is suffering and that there is little i can do to help breaks my heart. Hopefully Her migraine will soon pass and She will get to still do Her long weekend another time soon. In the meantime, i for one cannot wait to being able to start looking after Her 100% of the time once again.<br />Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-53897552091291618952024-03-02T18:34:00.000+00:002024-03-02T18:34:01.798+00:00Housework and Appearance<p>It goes without saying that Owner expects me to do all the housework. This has been a key aspect of our FLR relationship for many, many years. i clean the bathroom and the kitchen floor daily, all other rooms are cleaned once a week on a rota (each room/space has a specific day). The fridge and oven also get regularly cleaned, the windows and front door less frequently. i do all the cooking (although Owner, who is a fabulous cook, does sometimes choose to cook), i wash-up and clean all the dishes, put out the rubbish etc and generally endeavour to keep things tidy and to a standard of Owners liking (not always successfully it must be said).</p><p>In truth i actually enjoy cleaning and take a lot of satisfaction in maintaining Owners home in the state She desires. It is an important part of my role as Her housewife. So ingrained are my 'chores' i don't really even think of them, they come automatically to me. In fact, on the odd occasion when i am excused them, when i am ill or if Owner has taken me out for example, i get stressed about not doing them. i feel discombobulated, out of sorts. Naturally i am expected to catch-up when i am next able. i always do so with a happy heart knowing that i am making Owners' life that little bit more relaxed and enjoyable and providing Her with a home and an environment fit for Her to live in.</p><p>Today (Saturday) has been very much a housework day. Owner left the flat late morning to meet up with some girlfriends. i escorted Her to the station and then, as soon as i got home, set about completing my domestic chores. i made full use of Owner's absence to hoover and mop all the floors, something She expects me to do but which She finds annoying as the noise of the hoover disturbs Her. Owners' absence provided the perfect opportunity to sweep, hoover and mop to my hearts content, free of any concerns that i might annoy Owner as i did so.</p><p>i also love the fact that, in our relationship, it is very much me and my responsibility to keep the home in a state Owner desires., i love that Owner is able to go out and relax and have a good time with Her friends whilst i stay at home and do my chores and complete the other tasks She has assigned to me to complete in Her absence. She is very much in charge of me and my time and i for one would not want things any other way. i get to show my love for Her through my service to Her. She in turn, gets has a wife whom She can tell what to do.<br /></p><p>i will remain at home until Owner is ready to return and then She will message for me to come and collect Her from the station and escort Her back. i have no idea when that might be and Owner knows She is free to stay out and do entirely as She pleases safe in the knowledge that Her wife will be waiting for Her summons. My life revolves around Owner, i would not want it any other way.<br /></p><p>i have no desire or need to go out myself without Owner other than for work or to run errands for Her. i am blessed in that Owner enjoys my company, as i do Hers, and will regularly take me out for a meal or drinks. But that has become the only socialising i do - other than occasional necessary family visits. For me to leave the flat without Her requires me to obtain prior permission from Owner. But i genuinely have no such desire to do things without Her. Outside of work my life is here and at Her side. i do miss Her greatly when She is out but i am also happy knowing She is enjoying Herself and having a good time and that She will later return to me, Her wife and the home i keep for Her. That is how i have come to live my life and what a wonderful life it is to get to live it in service to my wonderful Owner.</p><p>Owner has also recently taken a heightened interest and shown greater vigilance in my appearance. She has has, of late, punished me for, on occasions wearing clothing or footwear that is worn and which reflect badly on me and on Her. She expects a wife who She can be proud of and who is a good ambassador for Her and Her standards, who looks good and well kept. My wearing socks or trousers with holes in or boots that are worn lets Her down. She has, accordingly, clamped down on this has punished me a few times for this reason.</p><p>She has also grown tired of my hair being long (it has only been cut once in the past 18 months) observing that thin, fine hair like mine does not look good when long. Accordingly, She has chosen a salon and a new style for me to go and discuss and get done next week. i love the fact that Owner takes such interest in my appearance and i love that She has chosen a style She wants to see me in.</p><p>i have already grown quite accustomed to Owner choosing and ordering food for me in restaurants and part of me would love for Owner to accompany me to the salon and to discuss and agree with the stylist in person how She wants my hair to be done. But, i know that would also use up Her time and a key part of my role is to maximise the amount of free time Owner has available to do other things and not have to waste Her time with me. She has already spent valuable time researching and finding a style She wants me to have, all i need to do now is to talk it through with the stylist to try and realise Owners' vision for me.</p><p>Again, i am lucky to have an Owner who invests such time in me and my appearance and i need to get better at ensuring i always present myself to a high standard and stop letting Her down through my appearance and the clothes i wear. i would actually love to have Owner choose my clothes for me each day. In fact, we did once try this. However, it quickly transpired that this involved a lot of work and effort for Her so was quietly shelved. Instead, i have to seek Her permission to wear what i do. Owner, of course, has absolute control over what clothes are purchased for me and will also, periodically do a sweep of my wardrobe and recycle items She considers i no longer need. </p><p>i think, given the need She has felt to punish me for my appearance of late, that i need to get better myself at weeding out any items of clothing that may no longer be to Her standard so that i don't let Her down again the way i have.</p><p>In other news i am currently in 'boy mode' as a punishment and so have not been permitted to wear make-up or anything girly since yesterday. My 'boy mode' ends tonight. i also know that i will be spending part of tomorrow in my cage, again as a punishment for an infraction on my part. i was also electrocuted on my bum and around the entrance of my 'pussy' repeatedly earlier in the week, again as a punishment.</p><p>Last night, after work, Owner also administered my regular maintenance disciplining. This time She chose to use Her cat-shaped paddle (nick-named 'gatuno'). Here's an image of it resting on my bottom </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2xEgiQTSPAdkv7A0-Zy-vneA_hbsvqDJsvz4drG8_7pYU3oJyzCB9zfaG7rfOnYWchcV9yfpdWIzJOKk5u6-dV2kvGUutpj5Wr__850gFeTGym0oZb8X8QciSklduKPRima060UowgSnLeDpZM1YgY53ff8ld7a5bxGO6aA-YrjHg2R0cbJBUZTRy3ST/s1080/18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2xEgiQTSPAdkv7A0-Zy-vneA_hbsvqDJsvz4drG8_7pYU3oJyzCB9zfaG7rfOnYWchcV9yfpdWIzJOKk5u6-dV2kvGUutpj5Wr__850gFeTGym0oZb8X8QciSklduKPRima060UowgSnLeDpZM1YgY53ff8ld7a5bxGO6aA-YrjHg2R0cbJBUZTRy3ST/s320/18.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>As a thank you to Her for disciplining me i provided Owner with a back massage.</p><p>So, in short, all is good here. i hope all is equally good wherever you are and in your lives too.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-56995803304607562792024-02-24T18:31:00.000+00:002024-02-24T18:31:39.615+00:00Whipped Into Shape<p>This past week has been another very busy one for Owner and i work-wise. We have both had early starts and i have run workshops and given a number of presentations. As a result, come Friday we were both feeling quite exhausted. It was a pleasant surprise, therefore, when Owner messaged me as i was on my way home from my office to instruct me to pick-up some beers for Her and some cider for me as we were going to have a relaxed evening in.</p><p>Relax we did. We chilled out on the sofa with a drink or two and watched the end of a TV series we have been consuming called <i>One Day</i>, which i have really enjoyed. i was also told to postpone my chores until the following day and just relax at Owner's side. It was a lovely way to end the week.</p><p>Today, however, saw normal service and duties resume. Owner administered my weekly maintenance disciplining. This time She chose to whip me, on my back and on my bottom, before taking one of Her riding crops to my nipples. The whip marked my back and buttocks nicely, creating an almost plant-like affect on my skin;</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA08gbPkCmQd-SsoGfA5pr9CnfbgwcBdZJvY7fTF-qZFtFfQ8XCSK9dTq8ZXmQRiwkitC3NkJZnpMRtX3ef3oVhL-_82nsb7U7nvJOYiriyZ7yxZByEn9UYnA1fWIZRlsStU4-j05GaXwxbgeimN1v8__G1N9vc_N01A4fNeoIMMOAS7efXx9m2V-hRQ0F/s1080/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA08gbPkCmQd-SsoGfA5pr9CnfbgwcBdZJvY7fTF-qZFtFfQ8XCSK9dTq8ZXmQRiwkitC3NkJZnpMRtX3ef3oVhL-_82nsb7U7nvJOYiriyZ7yxZByEn9UYnA1fWIZRlsStU4-j05GaXwxbgeimN1v8__G1N9vc_N01A4fNeoIMMOAS7efXx9m2V-hRQ0F/s320/5.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">whipped buttocks and back</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis4BNF58UCqQHfa2wsrw1JuSLUwfuQMuWZbRcf9gbyUQFAVUOZtOtRPgLjCSQuC9b3tWcWMXHGqlDbJYaUGpyc_GD7cp6EB9Q2QAc_dDwhZQZulA1fbz1eZ1QQ_pfvxpbaLGEdiDj3yvsbEXRXCBMHMFWpVv-a_mD-lBdnbzNnA_sbxwB-0tMyVJGNNE3R/s1080/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis4BNF58UCqQHfa2wsrw1JuSLUwfuQMuWZbRcf9gbyUQFAVUOZtOtRPgLjCSQuC9b3tWcWMXHGqlDbJYaUGpyc_GD7cp6EB9Q2QAc_dDwhZQZulA1fbz1eZ1QQ_pfvxpbaLGEdiDj3yvsbEXRXCBMHMFWpVv-a_mD-lBdnbzNnA_sbxwB-0tMyVJGNNE3R/s320/4.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Owners' short red whip</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>After whipping me Owner rewarded me with a glass of Her delicious urine </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-fZMO5Pl6aY4ERd3Rhmzt9jIyimSzUcF0_qF-ov_YdIM41qwquKB3yhdp5QL30bUWYw_gj6m6RmurdXHMZfTQ8aIhN5q_P9qwqm5tbShN4y9K6gkkmcR6_UNNbz-wqDA8WYJEyDTdZhfUyilQSXsWW4lYRzy00ntqUINwcdLzwsvm7Gqxc20sMBL3aqx/s1080/45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-fZMO5Pl6aY4ERd3Rhmzt9jIyimSzUcF0_qF-ov_YdIM41qwquKB3yhdp5QL30bUWYw_gj6m6RmurdXHMZfTQ8aIhN5q_P9qwqm5tbShN4y9K6gkkmcR6_UNNbz-wqDA8WYJEyDTdZhfUyilQSXsWW4lYRzy00ntqUINwcdLzwsvm7Gqxc20sMBL3aqx/s320/45.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaluqlQMtya6PKEGg3dQJmff6MQwW01cL5SXqBifJWv5veJduqILnV5mGpgY-jpNg5a8xT4NdeVM_Mg-K9fPc0SHCH5905DP_kbN1D0_1Fv5_bDyfi82Qy_dTOy0SULQ9RL_AsW-7-AcVQDMlOfAOrTi4_Wg89yhlAfpvGGCc1d5FQeoyZf4NaeFwx6NU/s1080/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaluqlQMtya6PKEGg3dQJmff6MQwW01cL5SXqBifJWv5veJduqILnV5mGpgY-jpNg5a8xT4NdeVM_Mg-K9fPc0SHCH5905DP_kbN1D0_1Fv5_bDyfi82Qy_dTOy0SULQ9RL_AsW-7-AcVQDMlOfAOrTi4_Wg89yhlAfpvGGCc1d5FQeoyZf4NaeFwx6NU/s320/48.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>i also set about catching up with and completing my chores from yesterday as well as completing my usual Saturday chores. Owner also electrocuted my nipples, part of a punishment from the previous week. In fact She has also been having fun on a few occasions this week electrocuting my unsuspecting clit. She has also advised me that She will also be locking me into my cage for an hour tomorrow to round off the punishments that are still outstanding from the week before.</p><p>My punishment book already has an embarrassingly long number of entries, all bar the most recent of which have been served in a variety of different ways. Owners' most common way of punishing me is to electrocute me, normally on my clit r my nipples but also on my buttocks. She also locks me into my cage in punishment and has imposed periods of time when i am forbidden from wearing make-up or appearing en femme.</p><p>This week i have accrued an additional five entries. Owner has been paying closer attention to my behaviour and requires that i enter a punishment for any instance where i have done something that annoys Her. The entries for the past week comprise:</p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>spending too long in the bathroom</li><li>forgetting to check Owner had packed Her umbrella when She left the house</li><li>forgetting to set out some water and snacks for Owner before i left the house for a work meeting</li><li>me attending a work event wearing trousers with a hole in the crotch</li><li>me making too much popcorn for us both when we watched a movie this afternoon</li></ol><p>i am grateful to Owner for Her continued vigilance and for ensuring that any mistake or error on my part gets entered into the punishment log for Her to decide later what form of punishment the incident warrants. i know i am lucky to have an Owner who dedicates Herself, as Owner does, to punishing me and helping to make me into a better wife for Her.</p><p>It is not all crimes and misdemeanours though. This evening Owner has instructed me to remove all of my clothes whilst in Her presence so that She can grope and fondle me. It's a tough life sometimes 😊<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-40159477257685360362024-02-18T19:08:00.000+00:002024-02-18T19:08:24.396+00:00Good Slut<p>This weekend has seen me be birched, caged, pissed on, used as a sex toy and fucked. It has been a good weekend.</p><p>It all started on Saturday. After completing my daily studies, exercises and household chores, i was locked up securely inside my new cage for an hour. This was part of a punishment from Owner for having wasted Her time the previous weekend. It was a thoroughly deserved punishment.</p><p>Before being caged Owner dressed me in the new pretty lilac body harness She had bought me for our wedding anniversary, complete with matching fluffy tail and ears. It took some time to work out how to fit the harness but once we had worked that out i was ready to be placed inside. i loved having the harness on and Owner seemed very pleased with how it looked on me.</p><p>Owner was then able to spend some time relaxing with a cup of tea and reading Her book and generally spending some quality time with Herself without being distracted or disturbed by Her wife.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZVqQso4u3Wp0JWLlnOq-PUhffp41mNM8OYUOXoDIF3W65nrgBwE23ww5P7eoyU6vGRTb8BVzIshQgcZYiKPDwIbguRzvw0y0OUGC4XKjEz0b0SkZbVTmrZ5GsvS32jPpdCe1QiJ08I3BeLXLEeUnHrY7lE9oFVvOoQosnqizqeC6XLxNj0PIDgP00u6wF/s1080/30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZVqQso4u3Wp0JWLlnOq-PUhffp41mNM8OYUOXoDIF3W65nrgBwE23ww5P7eoyU6vGRTb8BVzIshQgcZYiKPDwIbguRzvw0y0OUGC4XKjEz0b0SkZbVTmrZ5GsvS32jPpdCe1QiJ08I3BeLXLEeUnHrY7lE9oFVvOoQosnqizqeC6XLxNj0PIDgP00u6wF/s320/30.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">locked away in my cage<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2I9xA1YlaqbeGxfZAwnm5oqBVCeEGwC0PjmenNiadw4DeactQiIoWkHBtUYZeXbW8uUlaJKHOd1-YDBU38wnMh2NGZlreQ1Y-NiPJ6DES5XYOr2RTI7Vwr-k6Fx9VAWL2F6tgD449Ks2XGDGykscnLABkNdEtPHUyNccV6OYx9_2D6jqS8myEI8m1pOW/s1080/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2I9xA1YlaqbeGxfZAwnm5oqBVCeEGwC0PjmenNiadw4DeactQiIoWkHBtUYZeXbW8uUlaJKHOd1-YDBU38wnMh2NGZlreQ1Y-NiPJ6DES5XYOr2RTI7Vwr-k6Fx9VAWL2F6tgD449Ks2XGDGykscnLABkNdEtPHUyNccV6OYx9_2D6jqS8myEI8m1pOW/s320/28.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">my pretty new harness, and fluffy tail and ears<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYotFkYIXyQQ4bCVDNEEJiIisRYQ7400jXfrJfptz3czy8AK67nEbJSQSZwlLQw0kvuR92bcwzebOHnEkil8-MjQP4YV8vQt9BsrnUcx3-8VnN0tvptb5hVzp9KPva_u1m3bW2VlalbBnYxPROQWla7wZZX-c3r2Eaxi9f6mOWKDzFwZCo8jzpOml8hOum/s1080/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYotFkYIXyQQ4bCVDNEEJiIisRYQ7400jXfrJfptz3czy8AK67nEbJSQSZwlLQw0kvuR92bcwzebOHnEkil8-MjQP4YV8vQt9BsrnUcx3-8VnN0tvptb5hVzp9KPva_u1m3bW2VlalbBnYxPROQWla7wZZX-c3r2Eaxi9f6mOWKDzFwZCo8jzpOml8hOum/s320/29.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Prior to being caged Owner had already delivered my weekly maintenance disciplining. She chose a different implement this time, selecting Her birch caning rod. It delivers quite a sting when it lands and Owner used it to strike me many, many times across my buttocks. i am grateful to Her for reminding of Her complete authority over me.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWuRUU6wxNApoA0Ng2zqi3iF4GVJofMOe6UcTK1B_Yan7XxURx0syAUMjn3AxsRMVWvMr9pEnL7_Dg1uSqijgdIzux1rRL1tAODgVge_SpijPu__5mDilRh0juVCUcg5uTw_tyHornUk7GV_iockj9d8WHu7E-kfLEf4ecFuRbo_6NfFA_v28XB-HRAci/s1080/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWuRUU6wxNApoA0Ng2zqi3iF4GVJofMOe6UcTK1B_Yan7XxURx0syAUMjn3AxsRMVWvMr9pEnL7_Dg1uSqijgdIzux1rRL1tAODgVge_SpijPu__5mDilRh0juVCUcg5uTw_tyHornUk7GV_iockj9d8WHu7E-kfLEf4ecFuRbo_6NfFA_v28XB-HRAci/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">freshly birched bottom</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkMiJAQFEvrV13uMIkAcSrRUY3UEOQrq_WJQSjDmsbBcXU3tqvEJ36NmFYmXk_vkY2DKrRWkf_5FBeiVIA4hQ5JGJwDOvOJNRY-TuT-LswaQ2ghusmQ-Cy9_SaxYYk_0idBYSb-1NgV-6D6iGs81LfqT0TiY5uhx-o2E9vLXwcVlrOCI9nkAV882D0gCOK/s1080/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkMiJAQFEvrV13uMIkAcSrRUY3UEOQrq_WJQSjDmsbBcXU3tqvEJ36NmFYmXk_vkY2DKrRWkf_5FBeiVIA4hQ5JGJwDOvOJNRY-TuT-LswaQ2ghusmQ-Cy9_SaxYYk_0idBYSb-1NgV-6D6iGs81LfqT0TiY5uhx-o2E9vLXwcVlrOCI9nkAV882D0gCOK/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">it was early so i was still in my nightie</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>On Sunday i completed my exercises, studies and most of my household chores before preparing lunch. After we had eaten and i had washed and put away the dishes Owner suggested we go out for a walk. We headed to our local park and then to a cafe to have an early afternoon coffee. It was lovely spending time with Owner. </p><p>Coffees consumed we returned home. Owner instructed me to strip and to prepare myself to receive Her piss by securing the urinal gag in my mouth. i positioned myself in the bathroom in such a way as to enable me to receive Owner's golden nectar. She quickly filled my mouth and soon piss was spilling down my front as well as down my throat. Owner remarked how much She enjoys having me drink Her piss in this manner and how She wants me to be Her urinal more often. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVdDuXeKJXTabJECV1VCbe3CU5GGsSPRKvw_R4MK4ppGTxsoTPr430y4YA36jDvz4E9RPo3Yhas7P0lGdkpKjNDv71qZcexDTs9mzjwIvwluqwBm5C8Iw0ykYcNBY5NELn2sQXrAAxXo1hjxyu3K-wpNQsoi7R7EOrqqphI2pTA0tmYTKBUiFJ1BA0Xci/s1080/44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVdDuXeKJXTabJECV1VCbe3CU5GGsSPRKvw_R4MK4ppGTxsoTPr430y4YA36jDvz4E9RPo3Yhas7P0lGdkpKjNDv71qZcexDTs9mzjwIvwluqwBm5C8Iw0ykYcNBY5NELn2sQXrAAxXo1hjxyu3K-wpNQsoi7R7EOrqqphI2pTA0tmYTKBUiFJ1BA0Xci/s320/44.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me as a human piss pot</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>As if this wasn't thrilling enough no sooner had She filled me with Her wonderful liquid than Owner instructed me to wait for Her in the bedroom with the brown and tentacle dildo's ready.</p><p>Upon entering the room Owner instructed me to lie face down and start to fellate the brown dildo. As i did so She climbed astride me so that She was sat on my buttocks. She reached out and grabbed hold of my ponytail and then started to rub Herself against me. She grabbed Her vibrator, pushed it against Her clit and started to bring Herself off as She rode me like a jockey. Occasionally She paused and, using the electric zapper device, encouraged me to suck faster on the dildo by zapping me on my butt cheeks or between my legs before returning to the task in hand of bringing Herself off. It wasn't long until She came.</p><p>Owner dismounted and 'rewarded' me by standing in front of me so that i could see Her forbidden pussy before turning and presenting me with Her backside to kiss and lick. Of course, i eagerly obliged. Owner's fun had only just begun, however.</p><p>Moments later She instructed me to roll onto my back, then She mounted my face and had me pleasure Her anus with my tongue as She began to bring Herself off once more. 'Deeper, deeper!' She instructed. My tongue probed deeper still as i buried myself inside Her. Owner ground down against my face leaving me unable to breathe as Her climax approached. When finally She rolled off me, panting with pleasure i too was gasping, except in my case it was for air.</p><p>As She lay in repose, catching Her breath, Owner lazily fucked my mouth with Her foot. But it was another orifice of mine that was to be Her next focus of intention. Soon i found myself on all fours, brown dildo between my lips as Owner penetrated my pussy with the large tentacle dildo. i love the feeling of being stretched out and opened up by it and soon Owner was instructing me to fuck myself harder and harder on Her cephalopod cock whilst She pleasured Herself with Her vibrator. The tentacle pushed deeper and faster inside me as Owner thrust Her hips rhythmically back and forth and i pushed back against Her. Again She zapped me as She fucked me. All the while my mouth worked its way up and down the shaft of Her brown dildo as Owner brought Herself off again as She continued to fuck me.</p><p>All too soon it was over and She rolled away, fully spent. <br /></p><p>Owner held me against Her chest and uttered the words that i never tire of hearing Her whisper. She told me that i was a 'good slut and wife'. It is something that i strive to be and which is always lovely to hear Her tell me. As for me, i just cannot believe how lucky i am to get to live with a serve a woman as wonderful as Owner.</p><p>This was the scene on the bed post-fucking.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FMtZYx9S9L-R4AohWIwdrBW0YZlWA0Kp95zwnbJKE07h0kvamB8O2hBqpeP3ajim8k8sAjdDTNf1J44jrf4RXdSUZ2bHGT8bPx1uaNsEWzRXDUZF3zWcLEYwekYxKRokE3hvlyQVv7k6LkjiWBSSq6IoUmYOlQo3_dLO9_g1w0A7om2f0UJHbK4iZ9d0/s4624/20240218_145511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4624" data-original-width="3468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FMtZYx9S9L-R4AohWIwdrBW0YZlWA0Kp95zwnbJKE07h0kvamB8O2hBqpeP3ajim8k8sAjdDTNf1J44jrf4RXdSUZ2bHGT8bPx1uaNsEWzRXDUZF3zWcLEYwekYxKRokE3hvlyQVv7k6LkjiWBSSq6IoUmYOlQo3_dLO9_g1w0A7om2f0UJHbK4iZ9d0/s320/20240218_145511.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Her own orgasm left Owner was a little unsteady on Her feet when She got up to shower. As for me, i was left aroused but frustrated. It is now well over six months since i was last allowed to orgasm. i cleaned and tidied away the toys and then went back to work, cleaning all the floors in the flat.</p><p>When my chores were finally done Owner put me back into my cage for another hour whilst She worked. i spent the time chained and gagged with a horse bit, causing me to drool steadily into the little bucket that is kept in the cage. Thankfully, my pussy behaved itself and Owner did not have to work whilst also being serenaded by contented 'fanny farts' from Her slut, although it was quite vocal at times when i had been cleaning the floors earlier. This was Owners' view of me in the corner of the room whilst She worked.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheM4Gg2vNK0XjuFiU29OIzgJH45b3tnjDyll4y44HGah_A_qfsHkmW5xhqxyhFq72B3AlCym0xAlHFUVXulGKXaJpUxhKuvKaNoAz-pY1a7pDPCxIMEO2ta8xRSgDIUlHbT0HGJrarfdCReVR2RteBYZemV9_N_tHRmMRkPvrdlKPpAgIXVSQ-o2hbIIO4/s806/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="806" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheM4Gg2vNK0XjuFiU29OIzgJH45b3tnjDyll4y44HGah_A_qfsHkmW5xhqxyhFq72B3AlCym0xAlHFUVXulGKXaJpUxhKuvKaNoAz-pY1a7pDPCxIMEO2ta8xRSgDIUlHbT0HGJrarfdCReVR2RteBYZemV9_N_tHRmMRkPvrdlKPpAgIXVSQ-o2hbIIO4/s320/32.jpg" width="238" /></a></div>When an hour later the cage door was opened and Owner released my bonds i was allowed to join Her to watch a TV series together. it has been a wonderful weekend.<br />Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-39989009489407799082024-02-17T07:10:00.002+00:002024-02-17T07:10:49.433+00:00Anniversary <p>It has been another intense and busy week but one that culminated in
Owner and i celebrating our sixth wedding anniversary (we have actually
been together for nineteen years). Yes, this day six years ago i stood
in my pink dress, Owner in Her dark trouser suit, under the 'Welcome to
Las Vegas' sign in sin city and became Owner's legally wedded wife. One
of the happiest days of my life.</p><p>But, i am getting ahead of
myself. First off, a recap of the week that was. Well, like i say it was super busy
with work. But not all of it was stress. No. On Tuesday Owner
instructed that i be plugged. So this is how i spent the day. A heavy
metal plug buried inside my pussy whilst i was working away. Good job my
colleagues could not see my derriere when on Teams etc calls!<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSheAPjWWgMwCy04cwoheAT7uGWkdAkD4z2gaEaO5NZyyDpyuK-eKPfjGQoBd4NTzBfnyleTGlhvWiUPyLhsqd6BqheQ_sBGXsEIkWxGPoA-tLZCHKOFvBZoFE9kQTgOqE2D-p6fkTV90-eMltZSQjHIPzXd06c14YAZ5GhAKcm4Ub7-q7d2r9xPp-dxAJ/s1080/10.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSheAPjWWgMwCy04cwoheAT7uGWkdAkD4z2gaEaO5NZyyDpyuK-eKPfjGQoBd4NTzBfnyleTGlhvWiUPyLhsqd6BqheQ_sBGXsEIkWxGPoA-tLZCHKOFvBZoFE9kQTgOqE2D-p6fkTV90-eMltZSQjHIPzXd06c14YAZ5GhAKcm4Ub7-q7d2r9xPp-dxAJ/s320/10.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">plugged - you can also see my piercing<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Fast forward to thursday and
Owner had me lie prostrate on Her bed whilst She set about
electrocuting my clit and bottom using a combination of both the electro
clit device (that is always secured around my clit at home so She can
zap me at any time) and Her tazapper device. Owner greatly enjoys watching
me flinch and squirm and has me count out each shock that i receive when She is torturing me.
Lately, She has begun to increase the intensity of the shocks that i receive.
They make me cry out but i love the fact that Owner obviously enjoys
torturing Her 'pet'. Seeing the smile on Her face as i cower below Her,
waiting and flinching in anticipation of the next shock, makes my
submissive heart leap for joy. Swiftly followed by a leap of my hips in
shock when She zaps me! <br /></p><p></p><p>Some people use electricity for pleasure and arousal,
even if that arousal is frustrated. For Owner this could not be further
from the case. For Her electricity is a tool that is effective in
inflicting pain, exerting control and maintaining obedience and
discipline. It also serves as means of summonsing me to Her side if
needed or to simply amuse Her as She hears or watches me cry out. When i
was tortured by the electro device last night i was not blindfolded nor
was i gagged. Watching me flinch and cower involuntarily just at the
sight of Her finger hovering over the control unit was something that
seemed to greatly amuse and entertain Owner. As for me, knowing that She
can make me curl up in fearful anticipation at any moment has
added a powerful and wonderful new element to our relationship. Her
ability to control and enforce has grown considerably, thanks in part to
Her new electric arsenal. My subservience and desire to perform and
behave to the best of my abilities has also evolved considerably. Owner
gets to enjoy being able to torture me at the mere touch of a button and
i am rewarded by falling ever deeper under Her control.<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0nPFzJkgQ38BwYbslT9MzQu1yv7gCCcBWpaz9-ISUd3l6Yi2mxSdND9XSc-9PJvcvVXPjRV-E_gkYEm7O5K8axbsFrODUznKwA_JSINwV0LZDo0KaOqjHWj5ate9jihTdqQNlPv_vxTu6opV1UDfJpCzXdKtsKfdMe0RVYaBX9FqTpF115Q3fwOJPUlay/s1080/9.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0nPFzJkgQ38BwYbslT9MzQu1yv7gCCcBWpaz9-ISUd3l6Yi2mxSdND9XSc-9PJvcvVXPjRV-E_gkYEm7O5K8axbsFrODUznKwA_JSINwV0LZDo0KaOqjHWj5ate9jihTdqQNlPv_vxTu6opV1UDfJpCzXdKtsKfdMe0RVYaBX9FqTpF115Q3fwOJPUlay/s320/9.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Waiting to be electro-tortured</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>But
i digress. Inbetween all of these butt plug and electro-torture fun and games
i carried out my daily chores, studies and exercise routines. They keep me
on my toes and maintain my service to Owner. <p></p><p>Recently, we have also
introduced another routine for me. First thing in the morning, just
after She has eaten the breakfast i have prepared for Her and showered
and changed, Owner likes to go for a walk in our local park. She does so
alone. It is a chance for Her to clear Her head and prepare for the day
to come. My new routine involves me listening out for Her return. When i hear Her open the gate i kneel inside the front
door, hands raised up to my chest like an exciteable pup, to greet and nuzzle Her
when She walks in the door. Owner seems to enjoy this new form of greeting
and will pat Her 'pet' i.e. me,<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>approvingly as She takes off Her coat.</p><p>Why
do i mention this? Well, i am coming on to talk about the day of our wedding anniversary, Friday 16th
February. i prepared breakfast as usual and then sat down with Owner and exchange wedding anniversary gifts for each other. </p><p>Wait, but what about Valentine's day i
hear you ask? You skipped that.</p><p>i did but only because Owner and i never
celebrate it. Never have, never will. So no, Valentine's is not a
special day for us.</p><p>Back to our Anniversary. This year i bought Owner a pretty necklace, a t-shirt that says 'Obey me' and a set of miniature pain sticks </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLJyHZVP8p6RdPiofWzpMcazHKwhRr60x359mdnj0C6IFYvjkKW9cw7zMIgtrslNB4FMBjpu0b_knTmSZxOYe49ZRw0D5HxUJJNzNLxqFQUdU7OCXNFS0ynBilbMv6enHNGCxv7jiCJ-BuPYkxR_QCsXVByPjSp22cEidxshjVL0pnmLmZeHSo6XUK4c-/s1080/2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLJyHZVP8p6RdPiofWzpMcazHKwhRr60x359mdnj0C6IFYvjkKW9cw7zMIgtrslNB4FMBjpu0b_knTmSZxOYe49ZRw0D5HxUJJNzNLxqFQUdU7OCXNFS0ynBilbMv6enHNGCxv7jiCJ-BuPYkxR_QCsXVByPjSp22cEidxshjVL0pnmLmZeHSo6XUK4c-/s320/2.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQluUMkX_KnlD9SMgd-UZ5X3umbVLRvbDnhiOvgaor7n7KYyRSeZvUXg79nyMhzMzMgWyo4irrxLc9f_UOcL7UaMd2KUlyNRWdpmqvdnrsJ8I4IPTQe6vvKYN6VXI010xl520rKx2SA4D7Vop0-FGersJCAs0TBe0iVadcKDFv8YwOiiEZV3YnOq44B1r/s1080/1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQluUMkX_KnlD9SMgd-UZ5X3umbVLRvbDnhiOvgaor7n7KYyRSeZvUXg79nyMhzMzMgWyo4irrxLc9f_UOcL7UaMd2KUlyNRWdpmqvdnrsJ8I4IPTQe6vvKYN6VXI010xl520rKx2SA4D7Vop0-FGersJCAs0TBe0iVadcKDFv8YwOiiEZV3YnOq44B1r/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">New necklace and pain sticks<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span></div><p><span style="font-size: small;">In
return Owner bought me a book and a beautiful body harness complete
with tail and pretty matching cats ears. i have been told i am to wear
these when i am caged, starting this coming weekend. i guess that probably
settles the are we/are we not keeping the dog cage to lock me up in
question. </span></p><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOZP6c0mYAEJkIfOg70ZNVy36jryID_6o7AmIosT3urFuqu6ncXf_ruYASy1WAfK-IfPsgN3by8l0bTHDL6MmKTqWMJZxfY0bwc5z4z-USSTAcouJ8pAlK4p6bw_miRqxE07tNJ4QhsJfygk5Ewg73U_B-oQ_wbDjZNzKkf9vQ1ytxifp6pyuwXYNf5jl/s4624/20240216_060136.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3468" data-original-width="4624" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOZP6c0mYAEJkIfOg70ZNVy36jryID_6o7AmIosT3urFuqu6ncXf_ruYASy1WAfK-IfPsgN3by8l0bTHDL6MmKTqWMJZxfY0bwc5z4z-USSTAcouJ8pAlK4p6bw_miRqxE07tNJ4QhsJfygk5Ewg73U_B-oQ_wbDjZNzKkf9vQ1ytxifp6pyuwXYNf5jl/s320/20240216_060136.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">My new harness, tail and matching ears + my card from Owner <br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-size: small;">Owners' anniversary card for me was also highly appropriate, referring to how She loves to touch and grope my butt.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">At the end of the day Owner took me out for some drinks and an anniversary meal in Shoreditch in East London. We had a lovely time with plenty of people watching to be had. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">Before we headed out,
however, there was the small task of my monthly outdoor challenge to
complete. Owners' dice determined that i was to go to the park in my
pink velvet dress, all that was left for me to decide was what to wear with the dress?<br /></span></p><p>There<span style="font-size: small;">
were quite a few people in the park, it is the school holidays, but
Owner was very pleased with how i got on with my challenge. You can judge for yourself from the photos below. They appear in reverse order with me in the park first and me leaving our flat to head for the park last<br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbJo19vC3CJXc20Q31oE-2lpxZU6Y0zsWTGS7Jyqkfn81JdTS4-BskH_GI0hDclbI0YJSqAP8GBk2BBlvpgjCfQ46XaFiD_oCbC0_3RRvL3yUHZdeqEUEqJ10fOCeXF6ORFQgMqqg-K9c3WAIEAcAxSR4moxWwOgf2wkjtJHV268XCGWHapn4SQ0d0iyp/s3264/20240216_100410.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbJo19vC3CJXc20Q31oE-2lpxZU6Y0zsWTGS7Jyqkfn81JdTS4-BskH_GI0hDclbI0YJSqAP8GBk2BBlvpgjCfQ46XaFiD_oCbC0_3RRvL3yUHZdeqEUEqJ10fOCeXF6ORFQgMqqg-K9c3WAIEAcAxSR4moxWwOgf2wkjtJHV268XCGWHapn4SQ0d0iyp/s320/20240216_100410.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-size: small;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She says that i clearly have too much fun, and that i should be electrocuted instead. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">i hope i am allowed to continue my monthly poses. i would love to keep demonstrating what an exhibitionist slut i am. Only time will tell I guess.</span><br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-69703431423188292732024-02-11T19:32:00.000+00:002024-02-11T19:32:15.680+00:00A Relaxed But Productive Weekend<p>Owner and i both had pretty intense weeks at work so, come the end of business on Friday we decided to head down to one of our local bars to 'decompress'. It was a lovely evening consisting of rum and cokes for Owner and ciders for yours truly, followed by a shared pizza. As a result, my Friday chores were bumped to Saturday with Owners' permission.</p><p>After completing my studies and exercises on Saturday morning i caught up with my chores, including those left over from the previous day. Owner and i then headed out to Canary Wharf to enjoy a spot of Mexican food for lunch followed by some retail therapy. i had a Mango voucher left over from my birthday which Owner allowed me to spend on a pair of black high heels. Friday had seen me relegated to 'boy mode' as a punishment so it was good to have my make-up back and bra etc back on and be back to my normal self. When we got back we both then sat down to watch a movie. It was a lovely relaxed day.<br /></p><p>Today has been a day of housework with all floors swept and mopped, the fridge and washing machine cleaned and the ironing done as well as my exercise and Spanish studies. Later, Owner administered my weekly maintenance disciplining, caning my clit with Her twisted cane and warming up my breasts with Her short riding crop.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXQ8m8JwWRD0WxiX1O0rhyphenhyphenB-dxT-vkCD1xrCKPCDZa-dEtLm-zRcO8iP9Wu3Ek2-BTzwuO-Q8nl0RxLsRvxTIHad3_oO69Lds9kTJ1EQeJ-uy4SicEBPMDuoZLGXi7k9zP3RJQO89zJ-tunjqOz0sa1K12JRXzXYXtPodliD7sRAl-2M2Vxc5kO3BIGhl/s1080/47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXQ8m8JwWRD0WxiX1O0rhyphenhyphenB-dxT-vkCD1xrCKPCDZa-dEtLm-zRcO8iP9Wu3Ek2-BTzwuO-Q8nl0RxLsRvxTIHad3_oO69Lds9kTJ1EQeJ-uy4SicEBPMDuoZLGXi7k9zP3RJQO89zJ-tunjqOz0sa1K12JRXzXYXtPodliD7sRAl-2M2Vxc5kO3BIGhl/s320/47.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Owner rests Her twisted cane against my caged clit<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p>As a thank you for my caning Owner received a back massage from me and i was gifted a delicious glass of Her piss to drink.</p><p>Owner also reviewed my punishment book for the past week. This time there were just two entries. One for having forgotten to lock the front door when i returned having bought Owner a coffee from the park cafe and the second for not returning an item of clothing despite both having been in the right shop to return it (i thought it was from somewhere else). For the first punishment i will be electrocuted and for the second i can expect to spend quite some time next weekend in my cage.</p><p>All in all it has been a good weekend.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-58591429291401490352024-02-08T21:27:00.000+00:002024-02-08T21:27:13.692+00:00Drool, Piss and an Electro Clit<p>Owner has been keeping me on my toes this week and setting me some additional little tasks and challenges to complete. These have been in addition to completing my regular daily chores and being punished for some of my misdeamours from the previous week.</p><p>The first of these additional challenges was being gagged during the day outside of work meetings i.e. i was allowed to remove my gag when on a Teams or Zoom call but when i wasn't the gag was in place. i actually had a relatively quiet day meetings wise (there are days when i spend all day bouncing from one such meeting to the next) so the gag was in situ much of the day.</p><p>This was me with my gag on at the start of the day:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRedvXZ_-HKgVr__aTIw1OoX-ePsEda7wb7-pj9LzgA81S-_LKkOveoNEL2e8_QvDn7DN0ViLhidPuB_6WTlukEeK3Vq3vfBj_QwWjQ2xhhvW8o8JCsGzcH36RD15oiCky1LNZJY3Tbkloh0PQPv7JnaiIUz2KgneUrpnoAn0ssGRfiglOBRlz9RbOkLpS/s3264/20240206_082944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRedvXZ_-HKgVr__aTIw1OoX-ePsEda7wb7-pj9LzgA81S-_LKkOveoNEL2e8_QvDn7DN0ViLhidPuB_6WTlukEeK3Vq3vfBj_QwWjQ2xhhvW8o8JCsGzcH36RD15oiCky1LNZJY3Tbkloh0PQPv7JnaiIUz2KgneUrpnoAn0ssGRfiglOBRlz9RbOkLpS/s320/20240206_082944.jpg" width="240" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then here i am, drooling uncontrollably when i took the gag off at the end when the gag came off for the final time that day: <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9OG33FTuCZemYoMwJIB_20o6JVFn5TKqJzG9sL4mRWsZWeTEwKCwTZbzHbmork2ifehTPQuj5ZsGs9u77lWRAJjhw28PdAQC_4g75s-SbXHrpJvNTWPkgeOgt8uSqIQj5eJs0rKJr205L7acjhjmF2vEqwvsaoEK5pfrSTiMbsCUtik6bBCGIgi964bL/s3264/20240206_165810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9OG33FTuCZemYoMwJIB_20o6JVFn5TKqJzG9sL4mRWsZWeTEwKCwTZbzHbmork2ifehTPQuj5ZsGs9u77lWRAJjhw28PdAQC_4g75s-SbXHrpJvNTWPkgeOgt8uSqIQj5eJs0rKJr205L7acjhjmF2vEqwvsaoEK5pfrSTiMbsCUtik6bBCGIgi964bL/s320/20240206_165810.jpg" width="240" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">i have to confess, i quite like it when i get made to drool. i can't explain why, i just do.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Today i was given another challenge. Owner sent me out to the park this afternoon with a clear flask She had part-filled after breakfast with Her piss. My instructions were to drink the contents of the flask in the park and then return with a coffee for Owner from the park cafe. Although Her golden nectar was well over six hours old, and so quite stale, it still tasted delicious. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here i am in the park, sat in front of the park cafe, consuming Owners' piss:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBibCOkf8OBd6uo-_ZS8lyNEYoHJEii0AnVS8l_tC5mKdeekd2G-SyUmJRNx3Yd8aeYnld4I7VmpQQUqKq16R2dkhX16JLt0dCLglTTJpl6Jaqo282kWGcrU4SJJC9_Ynwt0XPlepTayLpCHDum3rliAw9epny_FZmAvDVOmMKXDFbiUGUgyqxyUCfWuO5/s1080/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBibCOkf8OBd6uo-_ZS8lyNEYoHJEii0AnVS8l_tC5mKdeekd2G-SyUmJRNx3Yd8aeYnld4I7VmpQQUqKq16R2dkhX16JLt0dCLglTTJpl6Jaqo282kWGcrU4SJJC9_Ynwt0XPlepTayLpCHDum3rliAw9epny_FZmAvDVOmMKXDFbiUGUgyqxyUCfWuO5/s320/40.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPckCw33b2UQoUffZcsEoeBAhfXog1wi7UxYAG_7ZNAv65c8gdIn1Pe8lYl8GY34-waqy4JSvvTz6w4C3chwmkJax2kBFdYm1BqPVlUvJKdOYinBziSaT6RRxYGxH-C9eSfUSQMA1yHde9sI4ZwHnDjsiOsZLt0bUjFWNuEIhjlMZCIPtAF7Y4wvvGsty/s1080/43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPckCw33b2UQoUffZcsEoeBAhfXog1wi7UxYAG_7ZNAv65c8gdIn1Pe8lYl8GY34-waqy4JSvvTz6w4C3chwmkJax2kBFdYm1BqPVlUvJKdOYinBziSaT6RRxYGxH-C9eSfUSQMA1yHde9sI4ZwHnDjsiOsZLt0bUjFWNuEIhjlMZCIPtAF7Y4wvvGsty/s320/43.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Part of the punishment i received for last week's punishment book entries was having my clit shocked ten times with the electro shock device that is kept affixed around it. Owner had me lie down in the bed as She administered each shock and i was soon jumping about with each discharge into my bits or wincing in anticipation of the next. Tonight it is the turn of my breasts to be similarly treated and then i will spend tomorrow in 'boy mode' i.e. no make-up and normal clothes and that will see my punishments for the week completed, just in time for my maintenance disciplining!</p><p>In short, it is proving a fun but busy week and one that is keeping me on my toes.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-11234749129381635812024-02-04T18:04:00.000+00:002024-02-04T18:04:32.287+00:00Poppet Spring/Summer Show<p> Owner likes to have me give Her a little treat every month, usually in the form of some kind of show. January was no exception. For reasons out of my control i was allowed to postpone the show until today (technically obviously February). However, that was done with Owners' permission.</p><p>The treat i was tasked with providing Owner was a fashion catwalk. Owner stated that i needed to come up with three different themes and so, after a bit of consideration, i came up with a bridal, swimwear and ready-to-wear theme. </p><p>In an attempt to re-create the catwalk feel i paired each 'show' with some music. For bridal i went with Nick Cave's <i>The Ship Song</i> which is wonderfully romantic. For swimwear it was Katy Perry's <i>California Girls</i> (because i can daydream about being one) and then for my ready-to-wear show I went with Halsey's <i>Killing Boys</i>, because, well why not?</p><p>Anyway, here are my three 'shows'. Kudos to Owner for the photography and special affects.</p><p>First off, bridal;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxesh1IyaqkUeT15M94O9fiSqDUx0a3-50cq9Z5DT7-SvurjIJychqxkOnYrwlEQZaIQhqYqTgXMGMicA2Dlg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>Followed by, swimwear;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy22iIlstXROqAjpuzeIKylQb10VbA0H1J-ELORr5xYaxCocWNHYUAb0cwNkAEeJxTndhXwSAt7F1Vcc1gucw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>And finally, ready-to-wear:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwXMlyz826iz7uFKBALic066phaVWM7s6OK1OTzncdziJjWGyoZCFFYTH2Jj8XykRKlF3ChC0L0uKUN07fiXQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>They were great fun to do. Thank you Owner for the chance to swan about on a 'catwalk' for you.</p><p>The next treat i have been tasked with providing Owner is to re-create the 'Susan drops an olive' scene from the 1930s classic movie <i>Bringing up Baby</i>. i am going to have to practice my olive catching! (if you have no idea what i am on about you'll have to watch the movie).</p><p>In other news. The new cage Owner ordered for me arrived yesterday. Here i am testing it:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFsL-lQLBAOknGUrbQfpRKugn7mOtNT2mjUXQ1OqYgG9yZ7AGwzmsNMABNExTfKZuz5iJoRMTCkA7CZOu2s7CdmZOdcntRRYlt5FJdU2-4n23KGQP4VLXq2DhnAS7bVMmkiv3euOqTrczJc2W3x22tT3BQMNW39_c1po3hDXBV-n37LA4x-PZQfIOnkFC/s1080/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFsL-lQLBAOknGUrbQfpRKugn7mOtNT2mjUXQ1OqYgG9yZ7AGwzmsNMABNExTfKZuz5iJoRMTCkA7CZOu2s7CdmZOdcntRRYlt5FJdU2-4n23KGQP4VLXq2DhnAS7bVMmkiv3euOqTrczJc2W3x22tT3BQMNW39_c1po3hDXBV-n37LA4x-PZQfIOnkFC/s320/26.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>As you can see it has wheels and i can enter it from a side door whilst the top lifts-up allowing Owner to easily interact with Her pet. However, i am not sure if Owner will be keeping it or not. The cage folds-up but our flat is small and Owner is concerned that it takes up too much space. Owner had hoped it would go in the loft but it is quite heavy and i worry if might kill me if i attempt to drag it up the ladder. So this may be my first and last appearance inside it. We shall see.</p><p>Yesterday we visited the <a href="https://www.somersethouse.org.uk/whats-on/cute?utm_source=google&utm_medium=search&utm_campaign=cute_text&utm_id=CUTE24&gad_source=1&gclid=CjwKCAiAiP2tBhBXEiwACslfnuz5MYee5ZjMO_E0qFuJp7b47J0TNTRAKzAmhydvypFQuw5f6Pma2RoC7uMQAvD_BwE">Cute</a> exhibition at Somerset House. It was okay but not as good as i had hoped it might be. It did provide a couple of photo opportunities though for me to pose whilst Owner snapped me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixAxAllZs3w18JVI9jgGy5qQh_a0PbKJ6IFjUXAcwU77mdYVEYjnchYr5WUQq-w_pv9vGpBYpwTfHxCA5o0ofx3c24CPReN4TyVTFoxXQqOQrnDVpF5blBsxjCTPgh3s-sIDjve8mv-oEx4BtD9Dm-Dx3DGqvnUj0nCXhWjMtNViY2QWEKDz3WU8riEwni/s4624/20240203_140412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4624" data-original-width="3468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixAxAllZs3w18JVI9jgGy5qQh_a0PbKJ6IFjUXAcwU77mdYVEYjnchYr5WUQq-w_pv9vGpBYpwTfHxCA5o0ofx3c24CPReN4TyVTFoxXQqOQrnDVpF5blBsxjCTPgh3s-sIDjve8mv-oEx4BtD9Dm-Dx3DGqvnUj0nCXhWjMtNViY2QWEKDz3WU8riEwni/s320/20240203_140412.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6WxcoTUSD4fWPNc7wwhgUjA8AighCvdtdAAt1wxRdcZmsXD7R_QgMweerAxNRWqEjXs84hgG4cNNtjztQvi3YIgE6Fs2cpBPLfc2KZ7yrO0i85X2sP7OExRoqXdqeQD-aK1JY671b3xCn6hgOcvMuO9t_-yEgcCXiT3ZH8OAEM7MjJeHrY-6jfaUT3A2/s4624/20240203_140224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4624" data-original-width="3468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6WxcoTUSD4fWPNc7wwhgUjA8AighCvdtdAAt1wxRdcZmsXD7R_QgMweerAxNRWqEjXs84hgG4cNNtjztQvi3YIgE6Fs2cpBPLfc2KZ7yrO0i85X2sP7OExRoqXdqeQD-aK1JY671b3xCn6hgOcvMuO9t_-yEgcCXiT3ZH8OAEM7MjJeHrY-6jfaUT3A2/s320/20240203_140224.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Today, fashion catwalk aside, i have spent all morning cleaning, doing my Spanish, exercising and preparing lunch. It wasn't just me cooking this weekend though. Owner prepared one of my favourite deserts yesterday, <i>Tarta de Abuela</i>. She served it as a mid-afternoon snack for us both before we sat down to watch a trans teen Vampire movie called <i><a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt8425034/">Bit</a></i> which was fun if a bit silly at times with some suspect acting at times.</p><p>Owner also reviewed by punishment diary. i did a little better this week compared to the previous, with just five entries, not seven as was the case last week. My transgressions consisted of:</p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>forgetting to remind Owner that we had an electrical engineer visiting to test the mains which briefly disrupted the power whilst we were both working from home </li><li>having to be reminded to fellate a dildo whilst watching TV with Owner after having earlier been instructed to do so</li><li>opening an envelope by mistake, that arrived in the post and which was addressed to Owner, instead of the one addressed to me</li><li>delaying returning clothes purchased for me for my birthday which were too big</li><li>causing Owner to become annoyed about the new metal cage<br /></li></ul><p>i deserve to be punished for all of these and punished i will be. Owner has determined that all bar the last misdemeanour will be dealt with by having my clit and breasts electrocuted multiple times. For the final misdemeanour i will once again have to suffer the indignity of being returned to 'boy mode' and denied the right to wear make-up or female attire for a day. All very fair punishments.<br /></p><p>Anyway, that's about it from me. Take care all.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-29829243483445119032024-02-03T09:57:00.000+00:002024-02-03T09:57:00.788+00:00Deeper and Deeper<p>i must be one of the luckiest people alive.</p><p>i get to live my life with the most wonderful Owner in the world, the woman who is the love of my life and my best friend. A person i have the honour of submitting to and serving as Her slutty wife. What started out as a vanilla relationship quickly morphed into a Female-led one and, ever since, Owners' control over me has steadily extended into all aspects of my life.</p><p>Owner enjoys having a wife who does exactly what she is told to do. She enjoys having someone at home whose job is to make Her life as comfortable as possible, someone whose sole purpose in life is Her pleasure and happiness, someone She can enjoy teasing and beating or torturing when She so desires. </p><p>As for myself, well i love nothing more than having the honour and pleasure of serving and submitting to my Owner to the best of my abilities. She is the love of my life and being permitted to submit to Her is my proudest achievement in life. Over the years Her control over me has gradually, slowly extended. We both work full-time so there are practical limits we have to work with. That said, we are always looking for new ways to deepen our bond and my subservience to Owner.</p><p>To that end there have already been some changes made this year that serve as examples of how our relationship has continued to further evolve and deepen. In my <a href="https://poppetsubslut.blogspot.com/2024/01/punishment-book-punishments-and-new.html">last post</a> i mentioned some new rules that are now in place for me and the new punishment book i must keep up to date.</p><p>i am pleased to report that my punishments were served last week. i spent four days in 'boy mode' (no make-up or feminine attire) - which is something i really don't like. i feel ugly and not myself when dressed like that. i was also sat on and tickled until i thought i might wet myself. My clit was also electrocuted multiple times, as were my nipples, my buttocks and my pussy.</p><p>Last night i then had my regular maintenance disciplining - this time i was paddled on my buttocks and struck across my breasts with a riding crop.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4qQpQQ_ouSgUUVLSgmOCSFNeVH0ifcbPQlZT7bass1V9-9usFLkkKiL1zt5HA4QRJhiL74h2wBSQ2KxLySThEB5A6aOUHc9qZVgVZN2S61FrgtPWc99tz9osgEJlEyF6jrKcBWB1fcs-TTUVkKxs0fOm03c330bYjzE_ux1oVXugZLxg5s8AmlC4iS0eO/s1080/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4qQpQQ_ouSgUUVLSgmOCSFNeVH0ifcbPQlZT7bass1V9-9usFLkkKiL1zt5HA4QRJhiL74h2wBSQ2KxLySThEB5A6aOUHc9qZVgVZN2S61FrgtPWc99tz9osgEJlEyF6jrKcBWB1fcs-TTUVkKxs0fOm03c330bYjzE_ux1oVXugZLxg5s8AmlC4iS0eO/s320/17.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>For my part i have striven to provide Owner with things i know She enjoys, giving head scratches and offering massages cooking some new dishes as well as old favourites whilst keeping up with all my household chores. i am also consciously trying to ensure that, when invited to join Her to watch a TV series on the sofa in the evening (as was the case last night), i keep my body open and available for Her. The image below is of the two of us last night, Owner under a blanket and me....well not under it but available to be fondled and caressed, which She did.</p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggx8C4ir3Kr3TTUE9P2J9FxePs1tvNCpVKpioys6LO96-JpibfOwpAnQildveQMbfXCSAJ3k6nYDVORHcOTH75152nGtP17vydwNExa1uT6LI-WVV4zxcRZxf93Iy3stZXWHk9-RAVA6EhOOO6GqmZDNr8ceRGWUom0I73MiDX4ymK9kLWxiZ4NblrFRbM/s1080/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggx8C4ir3Kr3TTUE9P2J9FxePs1tvNCpVKpioys6LO96-JpibfOwpAnQildveQMbfXCSAJ3k6nYDVORHcOTH75152nGtP17vydwNExa1uT6LI-WVV4zxcRZxf93Iy3stZXWHk9-RAVA6EhOOO6GqmZDNr8ceRGWUom0I73MiDX4ymK9kLWxiZ4NblrFRbM/s320/22.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me on the left, Owner on the right under a blanket on the sofa<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>i am also trying to avoid disturbing Owner when She is listening to Her book and to establish a routine of welcoming Her home by prostrating myself before Her when She returns from Her morning walk. i have also been continuing to diligently record those times in the week when my behaviour or actions have fallen short. There are currently 3 entries in my punishment book for this week.</p><p>Owner has also written out some treats She expects me to provide for Her over the coming year. These are on cards that will be drawn each month. The first will be completed tomorrow when i must give Owner a catwalk show. She asked for three different styles of outfit. i suggested the following:</p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>ready to wear</li><li>bridal</li><li>swimwear</li></ul><p>i am delighted to say that She agreed to these so tomorrow i will be modelling for Owner.</p><p>Last, Owner has also retired the 'under-the-table' cage that we had fashioned and is replacing it with a dog cage for me. The cage is on wheels meaning that when i am inside it She will be able to trundle me around or re-position me however She chooses. It will become my new home when i am not needed and have completed my chores or studies etc. We are both looking forward to it becoming a new feature of our home life.</p><p>In addition to the above this week also saw me being allowed to fellate a dildo for ten minutes whilst sat next to Owner as She watched telly. This afternoon we are both heading out into town to an exhibition about <a href="https://www.somersethouse.org.uk/whats-on/cute">cuteness</a> which is on at Somerset House and which i am really excited about.<br /></p><p>i hope all readers are keeping well and i hope to update about my fashion catwalk show for Owner in my next blog entry.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-39527476707876264362024-01-28T13:47:00.002+00:002024-01-28T15:33:22.075+00:00Punishment Book, Punishments and New Rules<p>i mentioned in my previous post how, during our trip to Poland, Owner had helped me to choose a notebook to buy and which will become my new punishment book. The notebook is small and is something that i need to have with me all of the time in order that i might record any incident worthy of being punished. It is a great new addition to my life.</p><p>My good friend and fellow blogger <a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/00723976423617383445">sissie billie</a> left a comment that read: </p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">'<i>Just a word of caution from someone that has learned the hard way with
my own "weekly review" notebook, put everything in - even if you think
Owner hasn't noticed or she isn't there and you do something "bad",
because if your book doesn't tally with her recollection (or she does as
Madam does, which is keep her own book) then your arse and labia will
suffer</i>'</p><p>These are wise words indeed and i have taken billie's sage advice on board and am trying to make sure that i record everything that i do which i feel may have displeased Owner into my punishment book. Sadly, the week ended with seven entries, consisting of the following:</p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>Becoming separated from Owner in the thermal spa complex in Poland <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Photographing myself in chastity in the spa changing room without permission from Owner <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Oversleeping causing Owner to have to collect the breakfast i had pre-prepared for Her rather than me bringing it to Her <b>(judged less serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Forgetting to keep the electroclit torture device properly charged so when Owner went to use it on me nothing happened <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Leaving small items of food at the bottom of the kitchen sink after washing up <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Arranging for the bathroom fitter to return to replace an item at a time when i was not at home so Owner had to deal with them <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li><li>Presenting on a webinar mid-week when the doorbell rang meaning Owner had to answer it Herself <b>(judged serious by Owner)</b><br /></li></ol><p>Owner has determined the seriousness of each of the above misdemeanors. She determined 6 of the 7 to be serious and so deserving of a strong punishment. For the serious misdemeanors i am to be punished as follows. For 4 of these instances i will be punished by being placed back into 'little boy mode', removing my privilege of being able to wear feminine clothes and make-up for a total of 4 days (1 day per misdemeanor). The other two serious incidents will be dealt with by electro torturing my clit and, separately, my nipples. The minor incident will be punished by being pinned down and tickled. These are very fair punishments and i am grateful to Owner for each of them.<br /></p><p>Once each of these punishments have been completed they will be marked assuch in my punishment log. To this end Owner has invested in some super cute 'stamps' with which to stamp my notebook each time a punishment has been delivered. The stamps are based on the totoro anime we both love and really are quite adorable. Here is my punishment book showing the entries for the past week together with the stamps and ink pad;</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitrxD2hlsOxzpYkN-IGZ-YxqsdagBkakU-rFUKsBxpZuagKcDbk4bCnb9Dz6yamYEI3txjoxQyntKcYObXODb69xXwL8DRUgG-vqetS6b2z45WFYH_7K6_nnLR9j2QQQ9GmEeKT_Wrg5GSkbZc87Vnrm9CoPW1slO0GQPpfHF9LvmnxUz7SKDO_sWIW9UN/s1080/punishment%20log.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitrxD2hlsOxzpYkN-IGZ-YxqsdagBkakU-rFUKsBxpZuagKcDbk4bCnb9Dz6yamYEI3txjoxQyntKcYObXODb69xXwL8DRUgG-vqetS6b2z45WFYH_7K6_nnLR9j2QQQ9GmEeKT_Wrg5GSkbZc87Vnrm9CoPW1slO0GQPpfHF9LvmnxUz7SKDO_sWIW9UN/s320/punishment%20log.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Owner will stamp my punishment log each time one of the punishments have been served. <p></p><p>Of course, the above punishments run alongside my normal weekly maintenance spankings/canings and the usual weekday tasks and challenges i need to complete.</p><p>As well as my new punishment log there are some additional requirements that i also need to start to integrate into my daily life with Owner as part of my service to Her and to demonstrate my submission to Her and Her authority over me. These additional requirements are as follows:</p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>in addition to preparing all meals, which i already do (unless Owner chooses to), to also always serve Owner Her food at the table so that She never has to serve Her food Herself at the table<br /></li><li>to not disturb Owner when She is listening to Her audio book. If there is something i need to ask Her whilst She is listening to a book to present myself to Her and quietly wait for Her to indicate that i might speak with Her</li><li>to always ask permission first before ever leaving the flat unaccompanied. i am already required to secure prior written approval before going out unaccompanied except for work or to run errands. Now verbal approval must be sought before i leave the flat to run an errand, take out the rubbish or leave for work</li></ul>i am very grateful to my wonderful Owner for looking after, correcting and controlling me as She does. i know it is vital for my continued development and growth to help me to become the submissive and obedient wife She desires and deserves.<br />Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-861037265425507802024-01-25T18:48:00.000+00:002024-01-25T18:48:18.660+00:00Owner and Poppet do Poland<p>Well, OK the headline is a slight exaggeration. We didn't do the whole of Poland, just a tiny fraction of it really - specifically Krakow and then the area around Zakopane. However, it was our first proper trip to this central European state and we had a wonderful time.</p><p>The visit was part of my 54th birthday treat from Owner (how lucky i am having such a wonderful Owner). She booked us into a wonderful apartment hotel, took me for dinner whilst we were there, arranged a day trip to the top of a mountain near Zakopane and a visit to a thermal spa (more on that later) and even permitted me to have a few alcoholic drinks. It was a lovely treat and a fabulous trip.</p><p>Whilst we were there Owner also did a small photo shoot of me on the balcony of our room - which incidentally overlooked the breakfast room of a nearby hotel, giving their guests something to look at over breakfast - and in the hotel corridor. We both enjoy doing these little photo shoots.<br /></p><p>i also had the fun, and slightly nerve-wracking experience, of spending 2 hours in the very popular and busy thermal spa wearing nothing but my chastity device and blue bikini. This involved changing into my bikini in a open changing room, showering in the 'mens' changing area in my bikini and then entering the spa pools themselves with hundreds of eyes on me. i got some odd looks but nothing too untoward. Poland is still a slightly conservative country and although i have bathed in a public pool in a bikini before (in Finland) i was quite self-conscious. Added to this was the fact that we had travelled to the spa with three other couples (not known to us) as part of a small tour group. Those same couples would, i knew, see me and would be sharing the hour and a half journey back with us. It sounds silly i know but i am quite proud of myself for having bathed in the spa as i did.<br /></p><p>But, it wasn't all about nice (if nerve wracking) things! Owner also made sure to remind me of Her control over me and my place as Her submissive wife. Whilst we were out one day She spotted and invested in a lovely wooden implement which is the perfect size for Her to use to beat my 'labia/bits' with. She also helped me to choose and purchase a nice punishment notebook. This i am to have with me at all times in order to note down any instance where i annoy or upset Owner. That way She can be reminded of all the punishments i deserve. Sadly the notebook already has two entries. </p><p>All in all it was a wonderful trip. Unfortunately, we have both come back to earth with a bit of a bump with both of us super busy with work as soon as we got back. Ho hum.</p><p>Anyway, here our some pictures from the trip. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wEA2wVNTjwbndHxQMkLIWm6UHeUyDlE0QgQiujkjxB57ZFCL8TLTiEmo9lEcVImB9wqFmufWP2MicU136JYzTjZK2Uxe8UTSMteAugsK-PbJA6WVbWrFBcMN7Z_e2SUcwdNiaI9b97c9FmXpmhVAyc4mWIFT9SNHudtRtzpR7W52qyZLkA8gzx6q4IKt/s1080/31.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wEA2wVNTjwbndHxQMkLIWm6UHeUyDlE0QgQiujkjxB57ZFCL8TLTiEmo9lEcVImB9wqFmufWP2MicU136JYzTjZK2Uxe8UTSMteAugsK-PbJA6WVbWrFBcMN7Z_e2SUcwdNiaI9b97c9FmXpmhVAyc4mWIFT9SNHudtRtzpR7W52qyZLkA8gzx6q4IKt/s320/31.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">on the balcony of our room</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJwkn04amLc6p2VknQwb6LsAuVKiNY2iesjVEQhilS8Apm7w0gXdqOgZxUuiJakfuzl6U09GnC7LU6Oy2vE5o9jak426PQ3PMq6T44MhiZ8FLGVu18KSHs1J8w1e9OY93tAFa8VeOVbPgnFEXyr3WveyFQN5IMI0MwD8VfcsYemgO0hwFfff5b7F6FCZSI/s1080/19.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJwkn04amLc6p2VknQwb6LsAuVKiNY2iesjVEQhilS8Apm7w0gXdqOgZxUuiJakfuzl6U09GnC7LU6Oy2vE5o9jak426PQ3PMq6T44MhiZ8FLGVu18KSHs1J8w1e9OY93tAFa8VeOVbPgnFEXyr3WveyFQN5IMI0MwD8VfcsYemgO0hwFfff5b7F6FCZSI/s320/19.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">by the lift</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvW3V8EtlTHMeDn1PONuK8YiruZQ1mDRYSDDjhyphenhyphenPLqGgRd3rkG8i5NF2GcH1GT9MElltob_uMNJKVugrIkNhWwyu_o8TeALbA80z9De13UrL3cyY91R159lXSbMWydSfY9Fm4pn5HKUr5NhcM28sjSrRdFRByJp2p4gX1FRi_ymxgWLAajcWOzsr52TOO/s1080/25.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvW3V8EtlTHMeDn1PONuK8YiruZQ1mDRYSDDjhyphenhyphenPLqGgRd3rkG8i5NF2GcH1GT9MElltob_uMNJKVugrIkNhWwyu_o8TeALbA80z9De13UrL3cyY91R159lXSbMWydSfY9Fm4pn5HKUr5NhcM28sjSrRdFRByJp2p4gX1FRi_ymxgWLAajcWOzsr52TOO/s320/25.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">in the corridor</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTqeX3GlvqqOsK-K_LEev_RofK4E89z7zerY6kaFcVK6RhSf58WilhFocxbasxuE_tV3vzXuxMBtRn-398PatvxIWnTE1Dhw0EDcbqKRCEw1d6jfxo0grGl4yGKkeaSVhRGRzn0SCE7bGHdu68z5CNO0f45AVmRFAGYKoTfVmn7I5R2XFc-o6BvUNETUy/s1080/28.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTqeX3GlvqqOsK-K_LEev_RofK4E89z7zerY6kaFcVK6RhSf58WilhFocxbasxuE_tV3vzXuxMBtRn-398PatvxIWnTE1Dhw0EDcbqKRCEw1d6jfxo0grGl4yGKkeaSVhRGRzn0SCE7bGHdu68z5CNO0f45AVmRFAGYKoTfVmn7I5R2XFc-o6BvUNETUy/s320/28.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9F9Hc8orTKcCMyBoreLSao68UbhpzoCYwovS5oGlUKosBJrux3ZwX_lEwdc8Ai7aREd-ogtqQ7d1vecYvhLHJHfqEV7xbca6OksEC-GxkMLR3UHydLyc2vROduv7xmar05bXtr0opuN-9Gf45oWhz4enAeSlpeKH-cxXc8roFki4_Opnb3VBaO7NE3K7z/s1080/45.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9F9Hc8orTKcCMyBoreLSao68UbhpzoCYwovS5oGlUKosBJrux3ZwX_lEwdc8Ai7aREd-ogtqQ7d1vecYvhLHJHfqEV7xbca6OksEC-GxkMLR3UHydLyc2vROduv7xmar05bXtr0opuN-9Gf45oWhz4enAeSlpeKH-cxXc8roFki4_Opnb3VBaO7NE3K7z/s320/45.jpg" width="240" /></a><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdhEG-HNTaFLmOK6Sqh-0upma3rAFkbSOh0tRfCuds1IhgZkevnvmB8jJiqQ1md1p6jfrpvEysAk0klLX5y8BW_8cLOcsyaC9kSG4OTVvFtTuaibFlVNXDtle6339w8-gWfUBmZkqcFbCzxyLZwR3ZbFWTvIH6U1VPBdaRio9A6WXfG51pWO1VITo1SiN/s1080/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdhEG-HNTaFLmOK6Sqh-0upma3rAFkbSOh0tRfCuds1IhgZkevnvmB8jJiqQ1md1p6jfrpvEysAk0klLX5y8BW_8cLOcsyaC9kSG4OTVvFtTuaibFlVNXDtle6339w8-gWfUBmZkqcFbCzxyLZwR3ZbFWTvIH6U1VPBdaRio9A6WXfG51pWO1VITo1SiN/s320/8.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me looking a little anxious coming out of the changing room/shower</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipczV0SPn84R8F6kspDemNDS27pC_irAmNRcYoJtjyMk6Hk6DrKowFRpCtaqzsn4knrUca6reux759reKfSOJNLJfUnWhiPORZrnIwDQbmKXxmzbDYGNmIchVhFTk3TZ9EPjxzLutIubJNdZ8wUiPkwJ89TWShsN-4jdkSi7Ey2M9DuqYIqcruIvLtAE1M/s1080/3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipczV0SPn84R8F6kspDemNDS27pC_irAmNRcYoJtjyMk6Hk6DrKowFRpCtaqzsn4knrUca6reux759reKfSOJNLJfUnWhiPORZrnIwDQbmKXxmzbDYGNmIchVhFTk3TZ9EPjxzLutIubJNdZ8wUiPkwJ89TWShsN-4jdkSi7Ey2M9DuqYIqcruIvLtAE1M/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">in part the spa itself - this was the quietest area (see pictures further down)</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi76oNtMWKdtFdWDlOyhUjyxZwS-eabp4tvHhZ0sHmvYWuO9gpPPKiA_2k5CDmgtQhd3bh9seh3vfa3bzYVWxaVAx2EIth6GnobAlJ897s09tL_aKIXcXvVKtEqOlpkdWKHXCRnsuq_J7zOVH3PVNCaJ9T6PT7NunW_ckl6HCRXVc3j9E7rXCGcOQiVBvI-/s1080/15.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi76oNtMWKdtFdWDlOyhUjyxZwS-eabp4tvHhZ0sHmvYWuO9gpPPKiA_2k5CDmgtQhd3bh9seh3vfa3bzYVWxaVAx2EIth6GnobAlJ897s09tL_aKIXcXvVKtEqOlpkdWKHXCRnsuq_J7zOVH3PVNCaJ9T6PT7NunW_ckl6HCRXVc3j9E7rXCGcOQiVBvI-/s320/15.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">up in the mountains<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFp7_HPW2qxSN4QuGyWspJNbhZz3bPLV8-Byjaa69qvUBOnUvedihJY2El2N2W3vRJZ3GgSo_Y8_AiwmGMn3TqyCgrnCcN3SQV7bwgLv12P3eRBKZ2g8GR1z5UpvN3yu7nNXaOgAgR0YiJqY68vBYhHq1hnkaeYnD1EeBcojNPZm8RoZGTZ9RyYJwErcaN/s1080/1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFp7_HPW2qxSN4QuGyWspJNbhZz3bPLV8-Byjaa69qvUBOnUvedihJY2El2N2W3vRJZ3GgSo_Y8_AiwmGMn3TqyCgrnCcN3SQV7bwgLv12P3eRBKZ2g8GR1z5UpvN3yu7nNXaOgAgR0YiJqY68vBYhHq1hnkaeYnD1EeBcojNPZm8RoZGTZ9RyYJwErcaN/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Owner testing out Her new wooden implement against my 'labia'<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitZ1nKGVwNv3Ew__uTHAJj6C7bYPtdLzCoUYb5muM0xqXR2xdUiXWqPacw5D8l2NNPomyWJI-NISrIFP9qrPoL5w8T5EAKd-2FzmQ43yaWKF7Qld-H2SE0c3BaXUdF2UtZqIh9fND4KA5HvfoxIxD4DsqDK_i7nYcQXPUeRUoJIZNtI7QOS4bW6FjBS31/s1444/11.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1444" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitZ1nKGVwNv3Ew__uTHAJj6C7bYPtdLzCoUYb5muM0xqXR2xdUiXWqPacw5D8l2NNPomyWJI-NISrIFP9qrPoL5w8T5EAKd-2FzmQ43yaWKF7Qld-H2SE0c3BaXUdF2UtZqIh9fND4KA5HvfoxIxD4DsqDK_i7nYcQXPUeRUoJIZNtI7QOS4bW6FjBS31/s320/11.jpg" width="239" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">coffee in a cafe</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZr2DuQqycgOUy5YkkohYfvsxoP_Vy_v4JzFc6yToVHoILHFM-fMwym4XflURsMOkGkQNR_aVsKoLoqG-SEF3M2zgYJM672lLRNzUo4lQcJPVrkM8Ck_Ex5n2LskFuffTURx_nHTfycWW625Cs7GMImMbMm5kJd7Y40DFq5A3BXRsZlp1bFlKsROfwNXQA/s1080/13.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZr2DuQqycgOUy5YkkohYfvsxoP_Vy_v4JzFc6yToVHoILHFM-fMwym4XflURsMOkGkQNR_aVsKoLoqG-SEF3M2zgYJM672lLRNzUo4lQcJPVrkM8Ck_Ex5n2LskFuffTURx_nHTfycWW625Cs7GMImMbMm5kJd7Y40DFq5A3BXRsZlp1bFlKsROfwNXQA/s320/13.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Owner and i</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Followed by some general scenes from our trip<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUuGY4Wixe9nMqQP6F-p1Dxxj1QQv2miVO4B-kDeFD87bUPajSdHgcSkVszL0ReufzFeg510B4TFRqOWtaMnXM_Jvn6r5V2XJp6p6_gpfP7fwaRD4A9jollYj8xGU33yM4DqGtcfeRq301fl_aU08dOmuMdR3KVX1r7kfHeaWTDnQ22eH_0AFd2ldzjQ1/s4000/20240119_114550.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUuGY4Wixe9nMqQP6F-p1Dxxj1QQv2miVO4B-kDeFD87bUPajSdHgcSkVszL0ReufzFeg510B4TFRqOWtaMnXM_Jvn6r5V2XJp6p6_gpfP7fwaRD4A9jollYj8xGU33yM4DqGtcfeRq301fl_aU08dOmuMdR3KVX1r7kfHeaWTDnQ22eH_0AFd2ldzjQ1/s320/20240119_114550.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Krakow old city</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OO6YJ94MKoDJYi1GbySZpDH0IfEt8jHkZuJHG2lZX3MaKTwIGfcibUWoGVsuUWvG-d0p82aAI7UTkRdjJO6niXUShgzyPcoIsYqijq9WFCfQIIEEeHeqex3vUOQ_pqJyKssdjlUhwHm0Q-s7Mrq0y8HYAdKZimNZE_dHekhYta9lFsIsFE9TuOj4LBPU/s4624/20240119_130820.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4624" data-original-width="3468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OO6YJ94MKoDJYi1GbySZpDH0IfEt8jHkZuJHG2lZX3MaKTwIGfcibUWoGVsuUWvG-d0p82aAI7UTkRdjJO6niXUShgzyPcoIsYqijq9WFCfQIIEEeHeqex3vUOQ_pqJyKssdjlUhwHm0Q-s7Mrq0y8HYAdKZimNZE_dHekhYta9lFsIsFE9TuOj4LBPU/s320/20240119_130820.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">detail of Krakow Castle</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSlR0WmzVwKvPsd-Q_7FjLPfXOYp_p0T0d6lkmmhWibL7sIMsq8d1K3XAqUMikm0xmnxoimObqgGBmZGM4pZIInrsbBzsrFYtU5X7rmbzShJBfIRyiecgp6otsHeCTLLwIZ1IU15ewNT1aLjP_K8yIepbjtEYux4D8ojAUyVxpY85XTk_9FraHRYwCW91/s4624/20240119_165733.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2604" data-original-width="4624" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSlR0WmzVwKvPsd-Q_7FjLPfXOYp_p0T0d6lkmmhWibL7sIMsq8d1K3XAqUMikm0xmnxoimObqgGBmZGM4pZIInrsbBzsrFYtU5X7rmbzShJBfIRyiecgp6otsHeCTLLwIZ1IU15ewNT1aLjP_K8yIepbjtEYux4D8ojAUyVxpY85XTk_9FraHRYwCW91/s320/20240119_165733.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Carriage at night</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio-G8jZh9o6rhQ_sFQNrS4TUdGKxS2fdp9aDA1h2TXj_I-kmfuF6tC3sMm4MiPu13Mn6vAOeEOmwW1G6KnhAD4WzyKNzroSCJfoZxjpgBqVw-6YUwLpwI33Gs1aEIgT8GGp7XL4dD8qqcnx76kQdQbAm0w6mqfynPWf245f2-d5uIJ9r4HosbIvD6UtWvb/s4000/20240120_114420.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio-G8jZh9o6rhQ_sFQNrS4TUdGKxS2fdp9aDA1h2TXj_I-kmfuF6tC3sMm4MiPu13Mn6vAOeEOmwW1G6KnhAD4WzyKNzroSCJfoZxjpgBqVw-6YUwLpwI33Gs1aEIgT8GGp7XL4dD8qqcnx76kQdQbAm0w6mqfynPWf245f2-d5uIJ9r4HosbIvD6UtWvb/s320/20240120_114420.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">In the old Jewish quarter</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcMetIH_4FlXBnKjgMLn5kQ3ruT2V3zHRK1Zbl2tAsxFl17GzVSy3mnR5DE9XoRWCrs4p17gKzG3GJHGHBmZ6XjQDKe_p7EpYdOY_PRX2Ujb2dR031E58qEOA9zqLlbrK2xKFfLUF9XqQMrKn7IFqnec5RvUnnomkJYxXTc20BI7X_fOe9A0oQaq_Q25o5/s4000/20240120_124845.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcMetIH_4FlXBnKjgMLn5kQ3ruT2V3zHRK1Zbl2tAsxFl17GzVSy3mnR5DE9XoRWCrs4p17gKzG3GJHGHBmZ6XjQDKe_p7EpYdOY_PRX2Ujb2dR031E58qEOA9zqLlbrK2xKFfLUF9XqQMrKn7IFqnec5RvUnnomkJYxXTc20BI7X_fOe9A0oQaq_Q25o5/s320/20240120_124845.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_FIumkYk4csKcqM9FZ8UBcMxHMlJCqh3EVi-qdodcdQ2il7yWM7oAS14zSy56SIyMkqylMQUU5zLZWYmG2SFOLMVm4-vf1h9LlTNvLG09FuHUFDNv9Hd9ZdnpJdvGV8boviehO7CMkMQJVuLW8-WpMX1AG8qog9g1utafkQ2lC6pJwZVTyEEu26xp_5O/s4624/20240120_131356.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3468" data-original-width="4624" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDxkYyT1jPD_LWG51t1TaIfFzh2aNEM3dJYnxZoLlogswdzZCjHQKv26T56aOMgdTJcU0nn6IodLXViwWeMtwN8fx9N4Hitph3C-BYcqW7QFL9cEML1L7cwVu3fQNg9UpFOj6xTCzv4TIdWvru4UPdpg-39iGLJ7mfh4S525xY-ivGhQ37eVeY98vL0yZJ/s320/20240120_153822.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Central Krakow</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4SMKh9rDDy9fEJn75xiCTebjDF7dNY-XKctiePAaGFTeFC9M99ydrZmdCtXQOJErNH63STev0SbV82C1c8BipeH0Rp3w75Aah6LiQtuXCGPJ29nBvNOJxKuQep4VtLD-4T8BeaMrPltyHZn_nYKdLqNgrZhn1HT7Px_yBdV6F-blNsQQOV0ljWafeD6p/s4624/20240121_103049.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXhFItPVH67E2LJ6J73hwhzQ-bEkZ7lJ9GQZjvRfzNB2ewPYxq9dOf4U7KPaJmZ_JncVwKfM5POchKwiD-ScpLy-3GHR5LV-VcTFEUpIQuP1qWo5z4adz3XOx5wbMk5Frr6uJ2r1O3ycDz8vBjSCLBVSWYcI3MdXrr0gXZmOWXCcjqyQf5IlXK1UXAqyL/s320/20240121_115902.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Looking down on Zakapone with Tatras mountains behind</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqoPu4uzhiSvirRdoaK_TK3jj8g-vvRqL9IYZzgKw-GH98olCm2OtmWxXqL9JNyl0GJEyTK3P75gs8ojvNaShiO-ILr0eVXuXLucNl2G7dAHEVdxdsf5NfkH2iR0wPh0uFrr-gq-65poRjwhsuyOS4ix_RRs5czMUO7ce7pl-MoJKCJPzpO7WyjVp0xyp/s4624/20240121_154039.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3468" data-original-width="4624" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqoPu4uzhiSvirRdoaK_TK3jj8g-vvRqL9IYZzgKw-GH98olCm2OtmWxXqL9JNyl0GJEyTK3P75gs8ojvNaShiO-ILr0eVXuXLucNl2G7dAHEVdxdsf5NfkH2iR0wPh0uFrr-gq-65poRjwhsuyOS4ix_RRs5czMUO7ce7pl-MoJKCJPzpO7WyjVp0xyp/s320/20240121_154039.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Inside the thermal spa - see how busy it was!</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnbCl65UVAzNCxkMknQsYydo6bWCMEehn0QFW7Youh_8qgE8ETMfIChqTwHAGzt5cZ7V41fktPYg6E4WXjuca9Yg4-7HwHtdcJ0S5nOXAmou4w4LZv6129q9NSU622kiDFF1TFmMZvjiOyBk7yiZ1Xh96QEXf5GHhzvzyhyjeziUPuuManGZgKRdIqT1r/s4000/20240121_162033.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnbCl65UVAzNCxkMknQsYydo6bWCMEehn0QFW7Youh_8qgE8ETMfIChqTwHAGzt5cZ7V41fktPYg6E4WXjuca9Yg4-7HwHtdcJ0S5nOXAmou4w4LZv6129q9NSU622kiDFF1TFmMZvjiOyBk7yiZ1Xh96QEXf5GHhzvzyhyjeziUPuuManGZgKRdIqT1r/s320/20240121_162033.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">view to the outdoor area of thermal spa which had beautiful mountain views<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table>It was a wonderful trip and i am so grateful to Owner for having organised it all.<br />Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-22776265116877209202024-01-16T18:34:00.001+00:002024-01-16T18:34:48.554+00:0054th Birthday<p>Today was my 54th birthday and Owner made sure that it was marked in style. She also had a lovely surprise in store for me. It being the 16th of the month it was also an outdoor challenge day which Owner added a slight twist to on this occasion. Read on to find out more.</p><p>My day began at 5.45am and a breakfast of homemade <i>tarta de abuela</i> prepared for my by my lovely Owner. There were also some giant 54 balloons (and i will come back to the balloons), a wonderful card and a gorgeous pair of silver hoop earrings. i have long hoped to have some bigger hooped earrings and now i do!</p><p>The real surprise, however, came when i opened a little box marked 'pet's treat' which contained the details of a surprise birthday trip organised by Owner in the form of a 4 day trip to Krakow in Poland. i have never been to Poland and Krakow looks to be a beautiful city. Owner has even booked us into a spa one afternoon. i am super excited and already panicking about what to pack as we head off very soon.</p><p>i will, of course, report back on our little adventure. i truly am a lucky pet to be treated like this by Owner for my birthday.</p><p>After breakfast and presents it was time to get back into the usual routine. i did my Spanish. completed my exercises, did the washing and cleaned the bathroom then got ready for my day. This mostly consisted of work but early morning i briefly left the house to complete my monthly outdoor challenge.</p><p>The dice had been rolled before breakfast and they determined that i should wear shorts and stockings (it was -3 Celsius this morning) and pose at one of the bus stops next to our local park. To add to the challenge Owner declared that She wanted me to complete it whilst carrying the giant 54 balloons - just to make me even more conspicuous.</p><p>Anyway, i am pleased to say the challenge was successfully completed even though i ended up carrying the balloons the wrong way around so they made me look like i am 45 as opposed to 54 (which i actually am). </p><p>Here are some images from my day. First off - breakfast cake, balloons and presents<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJQxn7EtD007_zJSE5xOemcAV7Ozo440xri8ACRNPjeKs9TAN3hgOCsYkAFqjcoLd8CZ60MhTmHI-TJAfU_EBGnrwd5JX6oMiIlCldT1z_W2BkuJoYhuUudgGBzXb8gy6xVO5DyIeWlcANXtR6qhAvrbl02QnB6nGvl83yuhjgViVz_FgTpVmVsEm1J8T/s1148/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJQxn7EtD007_zJSE5xOemcAV7Ozo440xri8ACRNPjeKs9TAN3hgOCsYkAFqjcoLd8CZ60MhTmHI-TJAfU_EBGnrwd5JX6oMiIlCldT1z_W2BkuJoYhuUudgGBzXb8gy6xVO5DyIeWlcANXtR6qhAvrbl02QnB6nGvl83yuhjgViVz_FgTpVmVsEm1J8T/s320/7.jpg" width="301" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">breakfast spread prepared by Owner plus my 54 balloons</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinH8yNDa_pGVhyaM8H7X9gp48DEVNgN9iP3b1li8wruWuNvp5TgQTrdQZRqpyCjEczoekklbKOP47tmDd_1DsRNAhMxeVglCZjIWIUQPwrVLGIeb14MbtvGzwO7OB4lZeBGH62cFvr7CKcMKZbQwYXreNlK69rh8WT4QDMbw8Gwbqb-Tejxgvv_7yuyk5u/s1080/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinH8yNDa_pGVhyaM8H7X9gp48DEVNgN9iP3b1li8wruWuNvp5TgQTrdQZRqpyCjEczoekklbKOP47tmDd_1DsRNAhMxeVglCZjIWIUQPwrVLGIeb14MbtvGzwO7OB4lZeBGH62cFvr7CKcMKZbQwYXreNlK69rh8WT4QDMbw8Gwbqb-Tejxgvv_7yuyk5u/s320/2.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">blowing out my candles</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj_txOK7UCD9fIYT8Zu1xE483OJM4A5aRSyK3b9vhqDmAUgwkwmLsGgxjkTMt57SvVO_0PskP_GhIvv3YXs0zroUCUbx-ej5HMPTmAtlj9GNIbXAeWLDbKSpag8ch9kIAZznrplara2cWDAYaEv6fKm_SPO3uocnnUFxgG6WtRUXId1NuKUzWUkx9o6nnA/s1080/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj_txOK7UCD9fIYT8Zu1xE483OJM4A5aRSyK3b9vhqDmAUgwkwmLsGgxjkTMt57SvVO_0PskP_GhIvv3YXs0zroUCUbx-ej5HMPTmAtlj9GNIbXAeWLDbKSpag8ch9kIAZznrplara2cWDAYaEv6fKm_SPO3uocnnUFxgG6WtRUXId1NuKUzWUkx9o6nnA/s320/10.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">birthday card from Owner</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxLurVkV6KUQGSTGNp-VdHiMmm-ftKOuW73CciA9Sx8HZgLTMNXeQYdjoU9p4HFENd7yWSwpGtg5FBCSd0DXzqzMwAR4eA7TzJAslY_Jul71cAMgbI1p563HmXVCkYaEEhE5SbBHmZgebqdXrYI7D5CqfixU0OPDiVfJ3t88ihZHr5fx9PO7vWACKl1rzC/s1080/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxLurVkV6KUQGSTGNp-VdHiMmm-ftKOuW73CciA9Sx8HZgLTMNXeQYdjoU9p4HFENd7yWSwpGtg5FBCSd0DXzqzMwAR4eA7TzJAslY_Jul71cAMgbI1p563HmXVCkYaEEhE5SbBHmZgebqdXrYI7D5CqfixU0OPDiVfJ3t88ihZHr5fx9PO7vWACKl1rzC/s320/9.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">modelling my new earrings</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Followed by my outdoor challenge. Note to self. Next time check balloons are the right way round!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJ6yXcxCVnmoClcdG-NrsqKHgR27dUAG0pAuAX3wEIMD5pekOigzEqmr3NLcjZrupRCeqRoL1QyRsv54DjH8RRq43jD7kHAZuaRgXek7RmzoA6t6f5_S4NE3Dt9jEfhzxoArSAOs39yQKrzu3oYcd-E4DLvPLBrZuX1iSn2ycGs2AAUfcPVRlIvKl8J5Y/s1080/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJ6yXcxCVnmoClcdG-NrsqKHgR27dUAG0pAuAX3wEIMD5pekOigzEqmr3NLcjZrupRCeqRoL1QyRsv54DjH8RRq43jD7kHAZuaRgXek7RmzoA6t6f5_S4NE3Dt9jEfhzxoArSAOs39yQKrzu3oYcd-E4DLvPLBrZuX1iSn2ycGs2AAUfcPVRlIvKl8J5Y/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">getting ready to leave the flat</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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Now i am counting down the hours until we head to Poland. i am a very lucky pet.<br /></p><p><br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-10078010888695531322024-01-14T15:11:00.000+00:002024-01-14T15:11:26.899+00:00Normality Returns and Happy International Male Chastity Day<p>i am happy to report that i am officially no longer ill and have been given the all clear by Owner to fully return to normal duties and service - yay! i was really starting to feel out of sorts not doing my usual chores and routines. It is good to be back.<br /></p><p>This morning, after getting up and attaching the electro shock device to my caged clittie i prepared and then cleared away breakfast. After this i did some of my Spanish studies and my morning exercises. Exercises completed i showered and changed and then got on with my household chores, sweeping and mopping all of the floors, putting out the rubbish, cleaning the bathroom and hanging some new net curtains that Owner had bought for the bedroom.</p><p>Owner treated me by preparing lunch for us Herself and even gifted me a delicious warm glass of Her wonderful piss to drink. It was actually my first glass of Her urine this year and it tasted wonderful. With me being better Owner was also able to resume Her maintenance punishments. This time i received one hundred strikes from Her twisted cane on my sensitive labia/plums. Owner had to physically pin my legs down and apart to stop me from writhing around on the bed as after each blow.</p><p>Owner has allowed me to join an organisation called the <i><a href="https://www.matriarchytimes.org/">Matriarchy Times</a></i> to help me further my education and development. The group advocates for the establishment of a progressive. modern matriarchy and a female-led society, values i strongly believe in. They are running a one hour webinar this afternoon about a new book called the <i><a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/Pillars-Gynarchy-Viola-Voltairine/dp/B0CGN8P96V/?_encoding=UTF8&pd_rd_w=wObRv&content-id=amzn1.sym.3413293e-3815-4359-96ba-1ec5110e0b30&pf_rd_p=3413293e-3815-4359-96ba-1ec5110e0b30&pf_rd_r=257-8567194-6442431&pd_rd_wg=BBQNQ&pd_rd_r=049fae4f-0a02-45a0-bf6e-f9781b070b16&ref_=aufs_ap_sc_dsk">Pillars of Gynarchy</a> </i>by Viola Voltairine which i shall be attending to help further my own knowledge.<br /></p><p>Here are some pics from my day so far;</p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLIrvvuDZPACjxVopcWsmENctdeCYQ31rIsG-6q8zoB5JV2EAbsYJUMJ_1DsCQ2H0r6B4jGMWA3gqAZudMq0sPdV1nKajWPnRO9FUyPpT7VeleiMw5Xi9twdxiak22OTSosXq3AKCwY5y9E7mKpis0zwFftSmoWhawX2bbBUXH3MUKnjMxBDk0cO12dpy_/s1080/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLIrvvuDZPACjxVopcWsmENctdeCYQ31rIsG-6q8zoB5JV2EAbsYJUMJ_1DsCQ2H0r6B4jGMWA3gqAZudMq0sPdV1nKajWPnRO9FUyPpT7VeleiMw5Xi9twdxiak22OTSosXq3AKCwY5y9E7mKpis0zwFftSmoWhawX2bbBUXH3MUKnjMxBDk0cO12dpy_/s320/2.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">hanging new net curtains</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGLtk9FBVRuDckIGDmsN5Wf5dIlIAOTzA4gjBflTvKgjZKQWyMmFUe7Z0qUOVoq3Swbh0Fxw07-309gOiES5Ynv_kpJk_XLWw4oSr2_WJn3mMC8l7YAYXVnxh-9HLJwwH_7ItRUbpoQ4oAi4jdYBJvhAVehN36cHfAqX5sdhQzc4NqAWn0CpL54riRDd2V/s1080/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGLtk9FBVRuDckIGDmsN5Wf5dIlIAOTzA4gjBflTvKgjZKQWyMmFUe7Z0qUOVoq3Swbh0Fxw07-309gOiES5Ynv_kpJk_XLWw4oSr2_WJn3mMC8l7YAYXVnxh-9HLJwwH_7ItRUbpoQ4oAi4jdYBJvhAVehN36cHfAqX5sdhQzc4NqAWn0CpL54riRDd2V/s320/4.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3cJPLKYnSA-Z3H_L-WYx3jtphetfpbH9S8UvCce4nzkiHBHMQ8BevsMaet_6S-r4ak0x0fMynq0PiU3ojANO-_v6RcyomLZcS-8cdb-jvb_z3mN_CzGR3FX92mZtJFHm9Jq6u6Fzcbkm1J671FIIsIXPuajwLXyFE8nYjpa_yv5B8_qsf6FOylP-Tmzo/s320/5.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">mopping the floor</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3cJPLKYnSA-Z3H_L-WYx3jtphetfpbH9S8UvCce4nzkiHBHMQ8BevsMaet_6S-r4ak0x0fMynq0PiU3ojANO-_v6RcyomLZcS-8cdb-jvb_z3mN_CzGR3FX92mZtJFHm9Jq6u6Fzcbkm1J671FIIsIXPuajwLXyFE8nYjpa_yv5B8_qsf6FOylP-Tmzo/s1080/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaok5kVTnotDni36X12LVX_fbeaSmccTzLHrgWeRbef0Kf_t7LWgRvLO1tEW6iP4fhryRO27lYbAqqqHdPH5OaZrPJkWlMJb1NFDJr6KTdG2SxRS3m94nBKkdIGBoRKThLhc0dvDhXjVb-hsDM6cld9yS7zbaE2kpnMwjVF4af3FXlDM0A8H7i778SXtv5/s320/38.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">a glass of Owner's piss</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPinYfBIj_24ix6WgWTmHFLjlVOvtmdKpLGXo14gPb3gfyMeKFNOUgpKuU8qdnVyFvj3ZB3tK1LE_7OR7VJgNb-t9-9Bo_cJpWAzF8I8ADIUR7gtAUFJtQLRePz9K_yRzZPjKh6ywcC_9IPrwTWOfP0Etqgd_Q6Ge1gYaFbzDWk5-nEz6nr1jr1a53AdwF/s1080/46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPinYfBIj_24ix6WgWTmHFLjlVOvtmdKpLGXo14gPb3gfyMeKFNOUgpKuU8qdnVyFvj3ZB3tK1LE_7OR7VJgNb-t9-9Bo_cJpWAzF8I8ADIUR7gtAUFJtQLRePz9K_yRzZPjKh6ywcC_9IPrwTWOfP0Etqgd_Q6Ge1gYaFbzDWk5-nEz6nr1jr1a53AdwF/s320/46.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">freshly caned labia/plums</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>According to my sources (the internet) the 14th January today is also international male chastity day. So for those of you who, like me kept in chastity then Happy international male chastity day.</p><p>The picture below was taken first thing this morning. The black band that is also visible behind the base ring of my chastity cage is the strap of the electro-schock device that is held securely against my labia/plums at all times when i am home (which is most of the time) apart from when i am in bed, allowing Owner to 'get my attention' whenever She wishes.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmp5fPKEjhhs4dAhoU27dTIY_uQ2wasYTAZXn1tB0t0GnhHjn96EHTpnMPT9nHmfDoT993G7uxxjEZzTrVphc-F4cyNeInxq1Q28XtZ1aLe9tCdOiOSmGey4lMA4kMoRbv5weYg4XoHB3FhSeNjdtBBWXKqV9cJEQfUxhtolzU5GMJYJIBoRrKdc0v9DDv/s1080/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmp5fPKEjhhs4dAhoU27dTIY_uQ2wasYTAZXn1tB0t0GnhHjn96EHTpnMPT9nHmfDoT993G7uxxjEZzTrVphc-F4cyNeInxq1Q28XtZ1aLe9tCdOiOSmGey4lMA4kMoRbv5weYg4XoHB3FhSeNjdtBBWXKqV9cJEQfUxhtolzU5GMJYJIBoRrKdc0v9DDv/s320/21.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>It is great to be feeling better and be back to normal.<br />Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-60980846957481131322024-01-13T13:54:00.000+00:002024-01-13T13:54:31.822+00:00Poppet at Repose (not in a good way)<p>This past week has not exactly gone to plan in that i went down with a case of the lurgy and ended up confined to bed. Meanwhile, Owner has been super busy with Her work whilst also looking after me. This always makes me feel very guilty as it should be me looking after Her. Owner, however, is always clear with me that She needs a healthy wife and sub and so whenever i am an ill She insists that i do not do anything and She sweeps in and takes full care of me. i am so lucky having an Owner as wonderful as She is.</p><p>The good news is that i am feeling a lot better than i was and so hopefully i will be permitted to resume my normal service and duties. There are three or four days worth of cleaning that i need to catch-up with together with my Spanish studies and exercises to resume. Luckily, or perhaps conveniently, it is a weekend so i have plenty of time available to me.</p><p>This coming week i turn 54, which makes me feel rather old. i know Owner has a few things planned for me, both on the day itself and the following weekend, which is super exciting. The day itself is also the 16th of the month which, as regular readers will know, means an outdoor challenge, something i am also looking forward to completing.</p><p>Oh, one final exciting bit of news. In my last post i mentioned that Owner and i had looked at some flats in Her home town in Spain when we were there together over the New Year. Well, we put in an offer and that has now been accepted. Fingers crossed within a few months we will have a place there too. Owner is already saying how nice it will be to have me installed there whenever we are visiting. Having our own place there will be good for me as it means i can maintain my routines and chores etc irrespective of whether we are at our London flat or the one in Spain. This i know will be good for my own development and will also provide Owner with a more relaxing and enjoyable environment for Her. </p><p>Longer-term i know that Owner will relocate us to Spain on a permanent basis. This will happen when Owner judges that financially there is no longer any need for me to bring in money by undertaking paid work, allowing me to finally become Her full-time submissive housewife. This is something i have long wanted to be. i really look forward to that day arriving. i know it will require some adjusting to on my part but it is an exciting prospect. </p><p>Finally, i came across excellent <a href="https://anderkette.blogspot.com/">blog</a> (note - the original is in German) by sklave in stahl (slave in steel) about his life as slave to his wife/Mistress. It is an inspiring read, especially for people like me who aspire to submit completely to their partner.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-54960563651397877752024-01-09T20:53:00.002+00:002024-01-09T20:53:53.098+00:00A Tit Ripping New Year<p>A belated Happy New Year to all readers. Owner and arrived back home last night. i managed to get to see and spend time with my Dad and then stay with my sister in Eastern Spain, who was also hosting my mum and her husband, before finally reuniting with Owner and Her family in the North of Spain for New Years eve and Three Kings. </p><p>Despite the best efforts of the weather and transport stoppages all my travel went remarkably to plan and now, five flights and multiple train journeys later, i am enjoying my last day off before returning to work. Owner is, sadly, already back working having returned to work today.</p><p>Whilst we were together in the New Year Owner and i made some progress with the plan we have formulated to buy a flat in Her home town. Whenever we visit we always stay with Her parents and really want to have a place of our own where we can be ourselves and live according to Owner's rules, not Her mother's. We saw a few flats and there is one we are definitely interested in but it is still early days. Hopefully, however, it won't be long before there is another place i can clean and maintain and serve and submit to Owner in the manner She rightly expects of me.</p><p>One, slightly unfortunate, incident did occur whilst we were away. It happened at Owner's parents flat in New Years day. i had just got up and showered and was in the process of vigorously applying body lotion to my upper torso and breasts when the bracelet one my right hand hooked itself onto the nipple ring in my right nipple. Unaware of this i moved my hand quickly and in the process ripped the piercing clean out of my nipple, cleaving my flesh in two! <br /></p><p>There was blood but surprisingly little pain. For a minute i wondered if i would need to get my nipple (now in two parts) stitched back together but i figured that provided i could keep the two parts in contact with each other using plasters it would probably heal. Anyway, a week later and heal it has. </p><p>My right nipple now sports a little 'smile' where the ring tore through the flesh and the nipple itself is now pleasingly bigger and puffier (i have a thing about wanting big, ideally also long, nipples). On Owner's (sensible) instruction it will be a while before i re-pierce it and put the ring back in and longer still before i hook it up to a chain and suspend any weights etc from it. But, no harm seems to have been done and i have been left with the added bonus of an ever happy bigger nipple as a result.</p><p>There is nothing much else to report so i will leave you with a few photos taken on my travels. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9zESFgMhfiKv-GLQeLkSHk7TsmLOp6c2BjEbKc14VtuMjnV1QxPJ6LcuGC4jq9cs5NHFjoz6kW0OS_lM4x4LeUTjtxXZInBOhIj9pf44jflvwuQhOju1FmyFKWxd2dcx7UL6hQ7NforFUoYZkoTg2Aml2OWbyzvu79Z_9U3NkpyTfiLM156agACZmAJyU/s4000/20240101_123701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9zESFgMhfiKv-GLQeLkSHk7TsmLOp6c2BjEbKc14VtuMjnV1QxPJ6LcuGC4jq9cs5NHFjoz6kW0OS_lM4x4LeUTjtxXZInBOhIj9pf44jflvwuQhOju1FmyFKWxd2dcx7UL6hQ7NforFUoYZkoTg2Aml2OWbyzvu79Z_9U3NkpyTfiLM156agACZmAJyU/s320/20240101_123701.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkKewQAD-Yh15vGT4gFbzxfTC6XVSctoYemAAd_YD8qEnxS2lrR1J2BdojQgl-1z3xLHmGYqq2wlfnVE5g6ycW8ucPkPgffWVx6Jm7cKxOLvUUjeqZhroPbIQeEP4AG1vob7E0n_lPObzBJHMNNpeit_8xFW2o8ZbLv9bz22GKway65v9ZEzKlOoQmyEhF/s320/20231225_171613.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Happy 2024 everyone.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-37385376352159962362023-12-17T16:41:00.000+00:002023-12-17T16:41:41.523+00:00Have You Ever Fucked On Cocaine, Santa?<p>Yes, it's that time of the year when you settle down to watch a classic Christmas movie, like <i>Die Hard </i>or <i>Planes, Trains and Automobiles</i>. Well, that is not what you will find here, not on this naughty little blog.</p><p>No, what you get here is sluttiness and submission, with a dash of silliness thrown in. So when Owner instructed me to entertain Her by re-creating the scene from <i>Basic Instinct</i> when Sharon Stone crosses and uncrosses her legs and reveals she has gone commando, well i thought i would give it a bit of a festive twist. </p><p>So here it is, the version of the interrogation scene from <i>Basic Instinct</i> that you never knew you needed as performed by moi, poppet subslut. So, lights, camera, action and...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzKGrb31azm1LQWoj-eMdXlrrq7hB-qJTLc9ycVekOo4SvyIAAnf5SWkZspuRZLh1Fl2KwGxdsHpoFPQSEGRQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>But definitely no clit on view in this edition, it is safely locked away and will be at least until Spring '24.</p><p>With apologies to Ms Stone whose version and whose acting is so, so much better. If you want to compare my efforts with hers you can view the original <a href="https://youtu.be/nCltE-dXjBs?si=4clEIQHb5CN2fq5_">here</a>.</p><p>Incidentally, this may well be my last post of 2023 as Owner heads off to Her family at the end of the week and i won't catch-up with Her again until New Years eve, in Spain. We will then be together at Her family's for a bit before returning home to London. So, if this is the last post of 2023 all that is left to say is to wish you all a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. </p><p>Owner and i hope that Santa's bulging sacs fill you with delight and that 2024 proves to be a memorably naughty one for you all.<br /></p><p><br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-24455098351002768642023-12-16T12:15:00.000+00:002023-12-16T12:15:29.030+00:00A Tough Week Ends In the Pink<p>Well, thank god this week is finally over, it felt like it would never end! To start with, Owner was spectacularly unwell at the start of the week having contracted some sort of nasty 24hour plus virus which meant that nothing stayed in Her stomach very long. i felt really sorry for Her and tried my best to nurse Her but i had to also go into work as i was booked for a variety of in-person events etc that i could not get out of. Consequently, poor Owner was abandoned at home feeling awful.</p><p>Thankfully, She is now fully recovered. However, that combined with the fact that i also had a full-on week at work with multiple events etc meant that the two of us literally staggered through the week. i was excused my duties most evenings and the two of us just flopped down on the sofa with fixed, thousand yard stares. It was that kind of a week.</p><p>But hey, the week is over and the weekend has begun, yay! Today is also the 16th of the month which means, double yay, an outdoor challenge! This time the dice came up with a location that is literally just around the corner from where we live and an instruction to wear my short, pink, summer dress...in December.</p><p>i am sitting typing this still wearing my nightie and dressing gown (it's not yet 8am) wondering what lingerie to pair with the dress and what accessories to wear - yep, these are the kind of dilemmas i routinely face in life :). It's an opportunity for the neighbours to again get to see what sort of slutty tart lives amongst them!</p><p>i also need to finish off my Christmas shopping at some point this weekend. No need to panic...yet.<br /></p><p>There is also some sadness in our little flat. A sadness that comes from the knowledge that in less than a week's time i will be escorting Owner to the airport and waving Her goodbye as She heads to Her family in the North of Spain for the holidays. i will join Her on New Years eve but not before first traveling to the SW of England to spend Christmas and Boxing Day with my Dad and then flying out to the opposite side of Spain to Owner to stay with my sister and to see my mum, who is spending Christmas/New Year with her, on her birthday. i will then fly across Spain on New Years eve to be reunited at last with the love of my life, my Owner. We'll both then travel back to blighty shortly after Three Kings.</p><p><br /></p><p>Meanwhile, in cheerier news, the last outdoor challenge of the year completed and it was a lovely cheeky one</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuZaBHRptyH2nDBfQP9ZrtK10lUrsAK9Wijc-WKRzI7Fp01grkKig4f5ZSCGYGwUCOiGfovJa-cuxfVU9lHg138QWr0KnCnHO8EMJCKE6jFvzFwaDvOTgr2wcmKaWZbaz8mgOeZW-oRwP2PwU7wudB4kbUCBsjGFoCar8sHljjFCJKVrMAyrlJ1z7UlT3/s1080/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuZaBHRptyH2nDBfQP9ZrtK10lUrsAK9Wijc-WKRzI7Fp01grkKig4f5ZSCGYGwUCOiGfovJa-cuxfVU9lHg138QWr0KnCnHO8EMJCKE6jFvzFwaDvOTgr2wcmKaWZbaz8mgOeZW-oRwP2PwU7wudB4kbUCBsjGFoCar8sHljjFCJKVrMAyrlJ1z7UlT3/s320/31.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">a quick flash of arse</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>My task was to wear my pink short dress in the street just around the corner from our flat. i love going outside and posing like a bit of a neighbourhood tart, as you can probably tell. Here i am, about to leave the flat, clearly quite excited</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhyphenhyphen6TI5btqPjoufBbkZccE0T7LBcwzzSAiYx2SOBNu1S029f-uRoU4xxPnOKaiSVpv8-wdshSgNDe1UT_hG7_fPFwMpqm0WbHb6NYrbuABoqefo0DlMmCpGeyvliIKvb9p-5Uoi96sxygXzKSLE8FhJ4NLlkrmzonMWnpHAgNMY3I5o1Rxg6McfKAVnOy/s1080/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhyphenhyphen6TI5btqPjoufBbkZccE0T7LBcwzzSAiYx2SOBNu1S029f-uRoU4xxPnOKaiSVpv8-wdshSgNDe1UT_hG7_fPFwMpqm0WbHb6NYrbuABoqefo0DlMmCpGeyvliIKvb9p-5Uoi96sxygXzKSLE8FhJ4NLlkrmzonMWnpHAgNMY3I5o1Rxg6McfKAVnOy/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Before posing like the happy little exhibitionist slut i am</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3gvUDrkj1NwJLfDhszOrV14ZkFMdL7ec8ZzShrs83YdZcpiYvC3ta1CTfZ5kszRm8JsRVdQ2rzkVVjYajmgcmqyayv_E9zbarONjCF6-psR2Do3pP05c8yWCrLBwlQqHpsUB2q_EA9g-rYdn7YgiV9z_oRlKqYPTKJRTTznDiCe42wTaXLqkKm5xNsZl/s1080/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHIazdoIuuOiTRahtPZ_s6HD7jbCD9Ec66PyCk5NatU907sPpzX8tneol8FyG0ObqFelfnbnw1L8JH9iToyWRSZyDiB3pHlEqB6-N0i9ZylUZsB5KS2mMB0OS1MzxNW04iHtAb7urKSy_79JiLjaWQpAE9zJOx1Lx6jtV7lsLr9gOq87XBuRiPy8ILozQ/s1080/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHIazdoIuuOiTRahtPZ_s6HD7jbCD9Ec66PyCk5NatU907sPpzX8tneol8FyG0ObqFelfnbnw1L8JH9iToyWRSZyDiB3pHlEqB6-N0i9ZylUZsB5KS2mMB0OS1MzxNW04iHtAb7urKSy_79JiLjaWQpAE9zJOx1Lx6jtV7lsLr9gOq87XBuRiPy8ILozQ/s320/29.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>It was surprisingly quiet out, only one person saw me the whole time i was posing in the street. </p><p>On returning home and showing Owner the pictures She commented that i pose much better than i used to. i don't know if others would agree but hopefully i am learning how to pose a bit better than i once did.<br /></p><p>Anyway, i hope you like the pics? It was a fun way to start the weekend after what has been quite a tough week. Take care all.</p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-50097247067061379832023-12-11T18:55:00.000+00:002023-12-11T18:55:44.518+00:00Naked in Nice<p>So Owner and i are just back from a short trip to Nice on the cote d'azur in the South of France. Despite it being December we were blessed with a few days of glorious winter weather, with just the one day of rain. We even squeezed in a short side trip to Monaco. Oh and yes and i also ended up naked in public, but more of that later.</p><p>Truth be told we were both exhausted when we arrived. We have both been extremely busy with work. Our plan on arrival had been to find our AirBnB, go to a supermarche, get some provisions and then collapse. But, best laid plans and all that. </p><p>It was a glorious winters day and so, after stocking up on provisions, we headed out to the seafront to walk along the promenade des anglais. Next we went up the colline de chateu to admire the view back across the city of Nice and the waterfront. It looked lovely with the hills and mountains in the background, some of which were snow-capped.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Qm6A_yjqo3pcfXzofGH49n1D_0KJE1MgUUs8TI7cxZj9E_zsfGNYV74oMkI2EbO6id7QbwwwkFG7YFhz4HAXHvfzdIbm4DN3u5DRa_aNX_4s77kS1tSae4vmX3Mhix5kN6AXKZx68zjsw0s7-2AfRxLYOiUKRM0M2ELdJ0Odg6xkeciRWWqDSypv3fSs/s1080/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Qm6A_yjqo3pcfXzofGH49n1D_0KJE1MgUUs8TI7cxZj9E_zsfGNYV74oMkI2EbO6id7QbwwwkFG7YFhz4HAXHvfzdIbm4DN3u5DRa_aNX_4s77kS1tSae4vmX3Mhix5kN6AXKZx68zjsw0s7-2AfRxLYOiUKRM0M2ELdJ0Odg6xkeciRWWqDSypv3fSs/s320/48.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Then, as the sun set over the horizon, it painted the cote d'azur in amber and golden hues, creating a quite spectacular scene<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_-W64ZvA5tslcDW-4WuHLoSx98pioBkNB-FKeLenWRmtrV6yDtkh4uJ8jvRdB4MI2oIeMJ6E09erUfSaf9hFFG2BDYMi4WRL_EW1oLoX26Yo6X4i7P8bVk6EtUPGuO4aPTx-rHgFXnvpAk644wUmvvsp_eUJqJkvXt52TSRNcJ5wDdM8GfXJ3JBDFzRf/s1080/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_-W64ZvA5tslcDW-4WuHLoSx98pioBkNB-FKeLenWRmtrV6yDtkh4uJ8jvRdB4MI2oIeMJ6E09erUfSaf9hFFG2BDYMi4WRL_EW1oLoX26Yo6X4i7P8bVk6EtUPGuO4aPTx-rHgFXnvpAk644wUmvvsp_eUJqJkvXt52TSRNcJ5wDdM8GfXJ3JBDFzRf/s320/26.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br />Parading back along the promenade des anglais the waterfront came alive with the lights of some of the hotels and festive decorated palm trees. It was a lovely evening stroll. Somehow it reminded Owner and i of Miami.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHhYMu5RVbGrj1P1lix9bLyhDCBiZrMlEFm9OUMpWJicHTgXz68CmMcAC1vbcrQbCwZmu7LNA_CSFfWTFcekjiXxMyKExh-uRPJmVZaYQ1z9tpx4rlsWlkmdMvYRdW-XY0s8e8wxPiMAlIrANAUOENidJXnrtCLWxvBnj6xqOverg4sIU7ikO-vRvYoZB/s1080/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHhYMu5RVbGrj1P1lix9bLyhDCBiZrMlEFm9OUMpWJicHTgXz68CmMcAC1vbcrQbCwZmu7LNA_CSFfWTFcekjiXxMyKExh-uRPJmVZaYQ1z9tpx4rlsWlkmdMvYRdW-XY0s8e8wxPiMAlIrANAUOENidJXnrtCLWxvBnj6xqOverg4sIU7ikO-vRvYoZB/s320/24.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-n9Cmh7quOArXiVMk1K-bXss0Sxwgh6d7tBYi7EL9n6tpTK2X51VyX3rNCf8fCPAfv8SuCM9F-V8K3PbFKqVlfhWo46LsSZYPZCutjRV0lcZKmNFg9a_rbDhOE1Q5PR1xuX6S6Z01cCtBomiq_R10j_Nuzrilqred79_R2bLBKz_FFLf-Cbfgqjyla614/s1080/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-n9Cmh7quOArXiVMk1K-bXss0Sxwgh6d7tBYi7EL9n6tpTK2X51VyX3rNCf8fCPAfv8SuCM9F-V8K3PbFKqVlfhWo46LsSZYPZCutjRV0lcZKmNFg9a_rbDhOE1Q5PR1xuX6S6Z01cCtBomiq_R10j_Nuzrilqred79_R2bLBKz_FFLf-Cbfgqjyla614/s320/25.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The following day was wet. We visited the Russian Orthodox Cathedral</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhALRg_Awxskj1f0zWhDLZerS2PHbWufDSkpCUqyJxKk5gX-XiI5adbDsHVo_FQQW5RMoJEtkYKyvzQNSV5zzxUP6QAJEqIP2M9lkvFy44aNsb6KQ-78UFwGdm1zkihj5-ui_e2pAfgTHuFkl96KNX5JQeWV1IIhxYpcTt2rqdD35dqBAZHf2DfaOkW72/s1080/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhALRg_Awxskj1f0zWhDLZerS2PHbWufDSkpCUqyJxKk5gX-XiI5adbDsHVo_FQQW5RMoJEtkYKyvzQNSV5zzxUP6QAJEqIP2M9lkvFy44aNsb6KQ-78UFwGdm1zkihj5-ui_e2pAfgTHuFkl96KNX5JQeWV1IIhxYpcTt2rqdD35dqBAZHf2DfaOkW72/s320/28.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxaV88eW6jZLmbhX6meIlPyZnAI6VhytL2EOCI96Y0W0e4bdxmEkWf4if2MlLRjOEtVQHutizwB5KJuejsktUSgCb0vQ8aLSe1DYP_ru6QcqBd1yg_y0_IXMkuRWvyjCWnm-PtE_mwFRIPg6UpVERUGhchK6PpYNmrwhp9Sm_RZ4WCzZuDN-D759IjBpIv/s1080/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxaV88eW6jZLmbhX6meIlPyZnAI6VhytL2EOCI96Y0W0e4bdxmEkWf4if2MlLRjOEtVQHutizwB5KJuejsktUSgCb0vQ8aLSe1DYP_ru6QcqBd1yg_y0_IXMkuRWvyjCWnm-PtE_mwFRIPg6UpVERUGhchK6PpYNmrwhp9Sm_RZ4WCzZuDN-D759IjBpIv/s320/29.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Then walked around the (largely deserted) old town</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisdMlS5lT839lcpPYftCzMzZ3ds6u7n_vC83eFg04GYexQHOMi5nWKmJcifXfrOJCf-5NuGYUXW5pztIFJ_Yij_TCFh-EsCQyUVT_8L_aHwEaZk3bcCxqAIfrYPwjw6-0yDncIvUYX5pR4X-hBcD95LxBKwX2QKBOyBeso3tnmZCHp83vGpXbQ8i_14aCq/s1080/33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisdMlS5lT839lcpPYftCzMzZ3ds6u7n_vC83eFg04GYexQHOMi5nWKmJcifXfrOJCf-5NuGYUXW5pztIFJ_Yij_TCFh-EsCQyUVT_8L_aHwEaZk3bcCxqAIfrYPwjw6-0yDncIvUYX5pR4X-hBcD95LxBKwX2QKBOyBeso3tnmZCHp83vGpXbQ8i_14aCq/s320/33.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>To escape the rain we went to the Musee du Palais Lascaris. It is set in a house with an amazing interior and contains a wonderful collection of old musical instruments, some of which neither of us have ever encountered before.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij95aNEghj0OZFh7pmROmrXxRxEqQy7Cru2WAIuavd27q_ZJAJ8rIcG3Iqi1CyYiWmPl2w0kR2-BNZT8MBoFCRGSaQmV4_FbNZyF7OTt21JZNT-r1JYvwWiFSdeou_cieHZMmi8122ZOS3Thdr7hWuG1pPJ20q_c8XhHLW9fOZCTcWe5n6NNUZ4W35sasR/s1080/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij95aNEghj0OZFh7pmROmrXxRxEqQy7Cru2WAIuavd27q_ZJAJ8rIcG3Iqi1CyYiWmPl2w0kR2-BNZT8MBoFCRGSaQmV4_FbNZyF7OTt21JZNT-r1JYvwWiFSdeou_cieHZMmi8122ZOS3Thdr7hWuG1pPJ20q_c8XhHLW9fOZCTcWe5n6NNUZ4W35sasR/s320/32.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>It also contains some 18th century porn! Yes, stuck on the inside lid of a piano was this delightful scene of a woman fondling another woman's breasts. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTWHonLOKIohRwu7HxAOL3viBuebQdsJS3mZ3-WFQP0-PxCo_DL_VNzyCWblHh_KlB8CM2GzQIsNx-QTMyEXk94uf85V16w_lRXIZLRbuM8hDW1TnpYj3UzfJ26-jQvFVaWA0F3tdBsAM32Sdx3L2dsKGKjUgjOP8tUg9kHJG5pyi-_X5hjXWfzNmN5RB/s1080/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTWHonLOKIohRwu7HxAOL3viBuebQdsJS3mZ3-WFQP0-PxCo_DL_VNzyCWblHh_KlB8CM2GzQIsNx-QTMyEXk94uf85V16w_lRXIZLRbuM8hDW1TnpYj3UzfJ26-jQvFVaWA0F3tdBsAM32Sdx3L2dsKGKjUgjOP8tUg9kHJG5pyi-_X5hjXWfzNmN5RB/s320/31.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Saturday dawned bright and sunny and so we set off on the short train ride to Monaco. The principality did not disappoint with its parade of the wealthy, their toys and their pets. Sadly, Owner only had me to accompany Her.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvQeE6v-bYTtTSCCkCF6eak7P7jV2xhs85Mb26R8y5Odmyv66Aab4ceRzJjEKhP1gO1uLydqV2IKwYsAZyLw40s-s1JZCRE5KpxyBNsVESUPeCtc6Qj7fpwEnO4fw0TBiDW4vwjNdYxvQrgAmHZ31LmQ0DsJzLM_Z-ETpPRK_cZO9y_3oYBgDqHqLTDbj/s1080/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvQeE6v-bYTtTSCCkCF6eak7P7jV2xhs85Mb26R8y5Odmyv66Aab4ceRzJjEKhP1gO1uLydqV2IKwYsAZyLw40s-s1JZCRE5KpxyBNsVESUPeCtc6Qj7fpwEnO4fw0TBiDW4vwjNdYxvQrgAmHZ31LmQ0DsJzLM_Z-ETpPRK_cZO9y_3oYBgDqHqLTDbj/s320/38.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV8VFPIJhVOP6E5BsjLeEK0Sh6jtMWX5nw5dViDXd0cIF7KF2d6BFrPYZJkto-nSvzypQmHaiE3wK6mmPdOEmkM4n1dqrS3O75NiZOjS802PIBxziEs5bWc7CoM6fqbLdJP0i8rxLOWmoxx-l71G9UE4pfxATbZva-liNYvVx6T4xwCbv0OC1bNCD7uFg0/s1080/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV8VFPIJhVOP6E5BsjLeEK0Sh6jtMWX5nw5dViDXd0cIF7KF2d6BFrPYZJkto-nSvzypQmHaiE3wK6mmPdOEmkM4n1dqrS3O75NiZOjS802PIBxziEs5bWc7CoM6fqbLdJP0i8rxLOWmoxx-l71G9UE4pfxATbZva-liNYvVx6T4xwCbv0OC1bNCD7uFg0/s320/36.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGKtNXPsb6L7WmG-UYAwLr4jVgZocJuUQJ5A6cgNKbV555uyX2DFfab35ZURX5yFsE5JtFFZv2vcNTPYfKj0tVBviY5SzgUYv0kwKC3xpfc4DU_GESl0EPUiUj6ePKhoa4wozBIRBAfZLEQBilTsSb9TkBJlwqfA-2ouify8oB_YP_s0nCsYxE9Sa1ly8k/s1080/42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGKtNXPsb6L7WmG-UYAwLr4jVgZocJuUQJ5A6cgNKbV555uyX2DFfab35ZURX5yFsE5JtFFZv2vcNTPYfKj0tVBviY5SzgUYv0kwKC3xpfc4DU_GESl0EPUiUj6ePKhoa4wozBIRBAfZLEQBilTsSb9TkBJlwqfA-2ouify8oB_YP_s0nCsYxE9Sa1ly8k/s320/42.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMEktkoZCPe40xuojGrQkOstq5mqyyTQ7XfLgDZF7ExwnLbevgmnRzuUQQDNrqvgFUatl-1SqhVs3xmZp-SZyeGlqpY3ideVvkFsC0td9ZLkRDpujbElnTiVuB0uuefESJi3PBAVJebI6NvnKvqykUw5Arrv7q9BRIe0pfnCp6aKRlnwmfl0WtApQeQRC/s1080/47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMEktkoZCPe40xuojGrQkOstq5mqyyTQ7XfLgDZF7ExwnLbevgmnRzuUQQDNrqvgFUatl-1SqhVs3xmZp-SZyeGlqpY3ideVvkFsC0td9ZLkRDpujbElnTiVuB0uuefESJi3PBAVJebI6NvnKvqykUw5Arrv7q9BRIe0pfnCp6aKRlnwmfl0WtApQeQRC/s320/47.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Here i am on the steps of the casino</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU0sW6AMpJ59Gy2YSnMhtJs6TyLR8GeUvdA15oSkTsG5inTPDta2juJyrrm3fj4WFBtLVH0fUBg9CCz2cRhVkig2biX-NlxI2hp3FZU7_k9UExx8ge9rX2DCW8JT1Z8kQ5fYuMcO5K0LQ1KxESlqN1hztqPa4NdngGXkaO6LyNqnqSU1WxUwETe5S80Zvc/s1444/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1444" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU0sW6AMpJ59Gy2YSnMhtJs6TyLR8GeUvdA15oSkTsG5inTPDta2juJyrrm3fj4WFBtLVH0fUBg9CCz2cRhVkig2biX-NlxI2hp3FZU7_k9UExx8ge9rX2DCW8JT1Z8kQ5fYuMcO5K0LQ1KxESlqN1hztqPa4NdngGXkaO6LyNqnqSU1WxUwETe5S80Zvc/s320/15.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXNF71GMX79AERqkEQLgzPdauTYFadcFcvuf_hfh_s9KnGDyxxX7J3SCIwpRCfNvqNylK7qZM991e5kXHvlA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>Having 'done' Monaco we jumped back on the train for the short trip back to Nice. Upon arrival we headed back to the old town. Unlike the day before this time the place was lively with all the shops and bars open. After a spot of retail therapy we ended up having a few beers and some delicious charcuterie.</p><p>It was then that the nakedness happened. No, i did not strip off in the bar (not something i have ever done in my life....but as they say, never say never....). No. My nakedness occurred when we got back to our AirBnB and Owner instructed me to pose naked outside on the balcony, a balcony overlooked by many other apartments.</p><p>So, here i am, naked in Nice complete with wheat beer belly.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqo3rsGg9SCkAV0De3grIBAMDiYCPzm7u1VyD5RAQ0mJNJ0IkH2Bxe6XkcKKDtgvUyFAa64ZbZT-gRW33ATIwOxM_vjhjR9iNWTe34XBPvlnFoVSAt5_Tf_TN7plEu6KgJd5A0gMkdNfFadsZ0rt3dJ6K8QPyzTsFmuRfXJdgQQv1Z4uhT33rlDQDv7hj/s1080/34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqo3rsGg9SCkAV0De3grIBAMDiYCPzm7u1VyD5RAQ0mJNJ0IkH2Bxe6XkcKKDtgvUyFAa64ZbZT-gRW33ATIwOxM_vjhjR9iNWTe34XBPvlnFoVSAt5_Tf_TN7plEu6KgJd5A0gMkdNfFadsZ0rt3dJ6K8QPyzTsFmuRfXJdgQQv1Z4uhT33rlDQDv7hj/s320/34.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfqSOxDJCB6NaMSBFTPdcJz6BpYfWMzDEqETGPDwP_82Ghj5EV0nbRAj_TaCN2cACYeOSmxuh3PHlA0o350nS8C6Lwr5QYrljyPpZaViYdfqGazHIBRQpvJTIsXYn4fVmBVQKDx_ItoC2NUegVnddVcoeUqZtbj4B8pWkzuaturiepYZoYYFtTol7w_VW/s1080/37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfqSOxDJCB6NaMSBFTPdcJz6BpYfWMzDEqETGPDwP_82Ghj5EV0nbRAj_TaCN2cACYeOSmxuh3PHlA0o350nS8C6Lwr5QYrljyPpZaViYdfqGazHIBRQpvJTIsXYn4fVmBVQKDx_ItoC2NUegVnddVcoeUqZtbj4B8pWkzuaturiepYZoYYFtTol7w_VW/s320/37.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Owner also made a little video of me on the balcony</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxsH3-V12VzgwJOCzpNoXcICw2RopAbKkVc9s_u3be9ThU3CDlbYxxojx0XTDj12VGCkx2pZQGl_-hSNM7CJw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>Then She got creative with some of the settings on my phone. Firstly, spotlighting my butt</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKY6jndXeTbugZ1b59WqK3voCrzt2n9byreDuws5POHO1_9m2yPUD9ARkDenM5Uu0687FiM6MOYjWUJu49vhjveop5atMll2Q8LcHOUKbPZh4UjQPGhS8tsQfnsvGM78sCxSSYi6nvgSx6cw-OdFaSsyPHGY1BxdKGLseOHtBBVCxZ7BcWbe8W8ct98yk/s1080/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKY6jndXeTbugZ1b59WqK3voCrzt2n9byreDuws5POHO1_9m2yPUD9ARkDenM5Uu0687FiM6MOYjWUJu49vhjveop5atMll2Q8LcHOUKbPZh4UjQPGhS8tsQfnsvGM78sCxSSYi6nvgSx6cw-OdFaSsyPHGY1BxdKGLseOHtBBVCxZ7BcWbe8W8ct98yk/s320/21.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Then giving me a very appropriate beret and a, perhaps less appropriate, pink halo</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKRN3xcBEFnIh3pOY4JwN6uqwup371Vyyryph3iUqKvxN7kp4cHhRVAoLfcjGtxWBWsc_sVCjp7FrPmCkOwn_brqzsEmMBuwJ3DAB4IR6Q5UZsbkKt3tuPW0s8VKfl3yIfLB4Tdty_meMs9s3iTnKTg9XScaayYhdYk2LLQgSkoV75J528XQpuMfJQeF5/s1921/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKRN3xcBEFnIh3pOY4JwN6uqwup371Vyyryph3iUqKvxN7kp4cHhRVAoLfcjGtxWBWsc_sVCjp7FrPmCkOwn_brqzsEmMBuwJ3DAB4IR6Q5UZsbkKt3tuPW0s8VKfl3yIfLB4Tdty_meMs9s3iTnKTg9XScaayYhdYk2LLQgSkoV75J528XQpuMfJQeF5/s320/25.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilmyrnvK3F1h9hdyxxWQVl26fWBrW2slV4C_ulMHpz11gM83XEA5hBfcGp62NB4xUiurfedSvlLxmBAoKMPb1DPCwzg7C3isbsdrNP_ngCJhIx7cMxFhsfJaIeFmScEPcKm5ZQgypLF8Uu_OpUM8KdVVLAMKjvYv7ibo6h92HaJkrqoRC19l6QWYA-BXY/s1921/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilmyrnvK3F1h9hdyxxWQVl26fWBrW2slV4C_ulMHpz11gM83XEA5hBfcGp62NB4xUiurfedSvlLxmBAoKMPb1DPCwzg7C3isbsdrNP_ngCJhIx7cMxFhsfJaIeFmScEPcKm5ZQgypLF8Uu_OpUM8KdVVLAMKjvYv7ibo6h92HaJkrqoRC19l6QWYA-BXY/s320/24.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><p>Then finally She created these. i know it sounds completely narcissistic to say this but i love the following images and wish i actually looked like this in real life, albeit with breasts too (and less of a belly - i blame the wheat beers i had been drinking), but i know Owner likes me as i am. Still i can daydream.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRa0e0GAAwqqFxac8FwfH_Z5M3npIciBNicd7Iaqz5Y5N-VH1EcYNlvlQxITWRG2dCpEzuC_b7KG0g0-QoiDzY-Y-VDOsCDgGHHFW6jQuTG1Nb8fdjL-Td_Oatzu5-aC34kKdqCNANNiON951gV6w5jR31XA28V4w5-c0x1UxybPt1OLaOq5KrvFD9QOTo/s1921/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRa0e0GAAwqqFxac8FwfH_Z5M3npIciBNicd7Iaqz5Y5N-VH1EcYNlvlQxITWRG2dCpEzuC_b7KG0g0-QoiDzY-Y-VDOsCDgGHHFW6jQuTG1Nb8fdjL-Td_Oatzu5-aC34kKdqCNANNiON951gV6w5jR31XA28V4w5-c0x1UxybPt1OLaOq5KrvFD9QOTo/s320/32.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiK-4EfGK0waE3LQs28uYfuLrW4O7G4sUBRisqI9O2fDB8Hnx2XkEWsZReNY-Y7Q70BXrA9XJYctJ8uiKlkNcj2CgNZOmGSwji99caEJLJVxJhWAoR2V6EAjhWF_JvdvduLqfU6q9AF3WTo97kN2bYZbhD6JhD_FDUHWncGlj6OL6LRD5xQ2W6P5mlJyd/s1921/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiK-4EfGK0waE3LQs28uYfuLrW4O7G4sUBRisqI9O2fDB8Hnx2XkEWsZReNY-Y7Q70BXrA9XJYctJ8uiKlkNcj2CgNZOmGSwji99caEJLJVxJhWAoR2V6EAjhWF_JvdvduLqfU6q9AF3WTo97kN2bYZbhD6JhD_FDUHWncGlj6OL6LRD5xQ2W6P5mlJyd/s320/36.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xTj91f9L-6PH4HRSDINEIsriTRstScLB0zjA9bzQDZIQd2JWAcg31-7sL38dywS6BnG4CL2ZPKAIZvAsdJKJ_VWdvmfyA8q4p2pBzM_x6VCYDpYW0Cd31ZLgiP4kIpIpVOXcagvxUCj2nH8OnOvqBeC9J9REYicXFg2mPNodyl49b5wax0cIVT08IGYL/s1921/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xTj91f9L-6PH4HRSDINEIsriTRstScLB0zjA9bzQDZIQd2JWAcg31-7sL38dywS6BnG4CL2ZPKAIZvAsdJKJ_VWdvmfyA8q4p2pBzM_x6VCYDpYW0Cd31ZLgiP4kIpIpVOXcagvxUCj2nH8OnOvqBeC9J9REYicXFg2mPNodyl49b5wax0cIVT08IGYL/s320/35.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><p>i quite like the fact that the AI in the phone camera decided i was a girl and sought to feminise me further, even though i am obviously not one. Actually, i was referred to a few times as mademoiselle whilst we were there, which made me smile every time i heard myself referred to this way.<br /></p><p>Incidentally, whilst these pictures were being taken i was conscious of at least one other person watching what we were up to from an apartment opposite. Knowing there was an audience obviously made the whole impromptu photo shoot that much more fun!</p><p>The next and final day dawned bright and sunny again and provided Owner and i with a last opportunity to head back down to the waterfront and have a stroll and lunch before heading to the airport and our flight home. Whilst we were in Monaco Owner bought me a lovely glittery t-shirt. i wore it this final day and happily posed in it on the promenade - this time with a few more clothes on!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTTc55Kcg4WEdFUNFeamT3nx2LomY7Xd1ILQ-3Y8V8gnvo4ThAbLn8O5ASZQI4w6eHsQ21WkCQzU72GIgnLIuTWHUrXJTFXBMaMFKkdnG2YV8FVpznWAAT94WQJx4G6YheiUPOIY6E427Hn_eJmCE0stUmyu9uqu6MYvcjDM5pskeqkV_P0poZj7sX9Zh/s1080/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTTc55Kcg4WEdFUNFeamT3nx2LomY7Xd1ILQ-3Y8V8gnvo4ThAbLn8O5ASZQI4w6eHsQ21WkCQzU72GIgnLIuTWHUrXJTFXBMaMFKkdnG2YV8FVpznWAAT94WQJx4G6YheiUPOIY6E427Hn_eJmCE0stUmyu9uqu6MYvcjDM5pskeqkV_P0poZj7sX9Zh/s320/6.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCrc38zBg7jrBpm8v3RdbHQTLTj8UjWj0ezKLNNaMm3D-URprgdg8ooxUmhqAVyxPMKWgJGAIu3dIUedRNLSpbsocxvEzSfYZX1vj72NZjW7xiOWyCPPjqoGBA-_pjgtbd7Gc0ot6lZGtqLMogfJEa73pzTkK4icpC4nzUVzj0-WYeUIRxafIP95QQdiO/s1080/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCrc38zBg7jrBpm8v3RdbHQTLTj8UjWj0ezKLNNaMm3D-URprgdg8ooxUmhqAVyxPMKWgJGAIu3dIUedRNLSpbsocxvEzSfYZX1vj72NZjW7xiOWyCPPjqoGBA-_pjgtbd7Gc0ot6lZGtqLMogfJEa73pzTkK4icpC4nzUVzj0-WYeUIRxafIP95QQdiO/s320/11.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>i leave you with a few final shots of Nice in the sunshine. It was a lovely short trip.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL0gPCEmkgmtjuLxiRLnlTogKNbeN6TJT2UNhcUMtUhxyNI7NM_dt_qIeqqxC6ce0w1vuPain1TMj7Ucn17TWKjtbangiC3HYkQK4zirsyRXoI-l7kfi8yeLM3k7S_s5lFsJ1XmuaOSphudMWfwzi3baO67i19Y-3WVdsIbrLdGOVJuBqJze2Ake4OWLL6/s1080/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL0gPCEmkgmtjuLxiRLnlTogKNbeN6TJT2UNhcUMtUhxyNI7NM_dt_qIeqqxC6ce0w1vuPain1TMj7Ucn17TWKjtbangiC3HYkQK4zirsyRXoI-l7kfi8yeLM3k7S_s5lFsJ1XmuaOSphudMWfwzi3baO67i19Y-3WVdsIbrLdGOVJuBqJze2Ake4OWLL6/s320/4.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVvaiwTugs8wmVdyo_dn2Ch7k889kWkUcyb_E10rTPeNG1nyFP1bo72XCj-2GwPJMDQsiQecw0Cg98WjVI-Slob7COmeEj9LcWH4YXUzzDpx8Ih5xp8PtaMsk7MIn3ti8LAfC5CfpfnYP38Av7N_Cp_EC8CBaqJvNXLgX8t0wmK8yiITBU67xs3XzklgHZ/s1080/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVvaiwTugs8wmVdyo_dn2Ch7k889kWkUcyb_E10rTPeNG1nyFP1bo72XCj-2GwPJMDQsiQecw0Cg98WjVI-Slob7COmeEj9LcWH4YXUzzDpx8Ih5xp8PtaMsk7MIn3ti8LAfC5CfpfnYP38Av7N_Cp_EC8CBaqJvNXLgX8t0wmK8yiITBU67xs3XzklgHZ/s320/8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_b9boCYZEbx9GfiZkQ_ZPua-Ug8L9Sz2TYPuXLIDSAE38s5XVjajUFtx49Deawy-sLVmyhozGixr_A5XpEEyNerQmMFNUWfrUkQdNmdQpskqtQlKrU71dXXE5Kt97j_zX6i24vRkvu-tORtltyx9FGmX73p2kHrkaMPDUNGhnYFFlPS_gCgX0to2-uTyv/s1080/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_b9boCYZEbx9GfiZkQ_ZPua-Ug8L9Sz2TYPuXLIDSAE38s5XVjajUFtx49Deawy-sLVmyhozGixr_A5XpEEyNerQmMFNUWfrUkQdNmdQpskqtQlKrU71dXXE5Kt97j_zX6i24vRkvu-tORtltyx9FGmX73p2kHrkaMPDUNGhnYFFlPS_gCgX0to2-uTyv/s320/10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0PQdm5OyHGEirDJPtgcUqvOHK_sxKYDIUUISNq5dfeiehK86cURJn0BWrAEXeXOg6sCKoN2ByeEaNw582J_eZ2sU9y4AotUcBfvs47lDQv8eZfH9o_g1Rs9NE9Oi5PFHCesq1jaF13UFgjf5b8pSPcxrkwazDGNlb5ifrgjkGlxXp0DOwRHqKFQNrl_z/s1080/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0PQdm5OyHGEirDJPtgcUqvOHK_sxKYDIUUISNq5dfeiehK86cURJn0BWrAEXeXOg6sCKoN2ByeEaNw582J_eZ2sU9y4AotUcBfvs47lDQv8eZfH9o_g1Rs9NE9Oi5PFHCesq1jaF13UFgjf5b8pSPcxrkwazDGNlb5ifrgjkGlxXp0DOwRHqKFQNrl_z/s320/22.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-74986197880551524462023-12-03T18:08:00.000+00:002023-12-03T18:08:52.368+00:00DIY Pet<p>Saturday found yours truly in a most unnatural environment (for me that is), namely up a ladder, paint roller in hand, painting and decorating the spare room. Owner had instructed me to re-paint the room so that She could then furnish it more to Her taste. It is actually quite a small room so it did not take me too long.</p><p>Owner professed Herself to be very happy with the results when She inspected the room this morning in daylight. So much so, in fact, that She took me out to lunch as a reward for my efforts. So it was that at around 1pm we both sat down for a delicious Turkish feast. Here i am, about to tuck in</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLnQtA5RSVZWquC28xj8WfhYuf8XpgOKKVfN0COQ9MyXOz6sjsPEWAo4ma0gbb0ZhJi7Pq6D5PUprK2SjVscnX8RHpguD1vGa2SEGuy_3e_tG0paMfr89K4T9q0q-nHyZvP1CS0JmzlHtpKG5B93lxZOkw9xdrWLP1r-9mGnGFVJad7rLYlSfDl5yuETW/s1080/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLnQtA5RSVZWquC28xj8WfhYuf8XpgOKKVfN0COQ9MyXOz6sjsPEWAo4ma0gbb0ZhJi7Pq6D5PUprK2SjVscnX8RHpguD1vGa2SEGuy_3e_tG0paMfr89K4T9q0q-nHyZvP1CS0JmzlHtpKG5B93lxZOkw9xdrWLP1r-9mGnGFVJad7rLYlSfDl5yuETW/s320/19.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Even though i had worked up quite an appetite from a morning of exercises and some housework my eyes proved to be larger than my stomach and i had to leave some of my food.</p><p>Decorating aside it has actually been a very relaxed weekend. We both went out for some drinks, gossiping and people watching after work on Friday night. The occasion was the news that Owner had got the job She had applied for at work so it was a bit of a celebration. i am super proud of Her.</p><p>In short, it has been a productive but quite a chilled weekend<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-88343377718197553542023-11-28T07:59:00.000+00:002023-11-28T07:59:04.581+00:00Human Sex Toy<p>One of the things that i have always loved about my life with Owner is how She has always made it completely clear that my body is Her personal sex toy to be used by Her for Her pleasure in any way that She chooses, whenever She so chooses. My own sexual gratification is not relevant, for instance, so far this year i have been allowed just one solitary orgasm of any kind, but that is not to say i don't derive pleasure from being used as Her sex toy. Far from it. i love it and would not want to be treated in any other way by Her. i just pretty much never get to climax.<br /></p><p>Take the Sunday just gone for example. i awoke feeling tired and sleepy, so much so that after lunch Owner sent me back to bed. However, She had something else on Her mind that letting me fall asleep. Shortly after i had crawled under the sheets, still fully clothed (what can i say, i was tired!) She entered the room and slipped into bed beside me. Her hands immediately started to roam across and caress my clothed body. She worked Her hands up my top, pushed up my bra and teased my nipples. She slipped Her hand into my panties and stroked the smooth entrance of my pussy. She cupped my caged clit in Her hand and spanked my bulging bits with Her free hand. i moaned in response and spread my legs wider for Her trying to make my body as available to Her as possible. i am, after all, a slut.<br /></p><p>It wasn't long before Owner had fully dis-robed me. She took off my knickers, rolled down and removed my stockings and suspenders, pulled off my top and undid my bra leaving me naked save for my chastity cage and the electronic shock device, still attached to the base of my clit. This was also soon discarded to afford Her an easier target to strike my plump, swollen labia with Her hand. </p><p>Owner teased and caressed me. She touched, stroked and caressed the entrance of my pussy. She pulled and tugged on the long silver chain that connects each of my pierced tits and stroked my areola and the tip of my nipples, causing me to squirm with pleasure. My level of horniness shot up. Next She stripped off, draped Her knickers over my head so that i could inhale Her exquisite scent then She straddled my buttocks, pushing me face down into the pillows, trapping and immobilising me between Her thighs. </p><p>With me pinned face-down down between Her legs She took out one of Her vibrators, positioned it against Her clit and proceeded to bring Herself off. As i lay aroused and frustrated beneath Her She ground Her pussy against my backside as Her vibrator purred and hummed until She came, quivering and moaning and grinding against my buttocks. Owner did this again and again until She was fully spent. All the while i was positioned face down beneath Her, marveling at the sound and sensation of Her riding my derriere to one climax after another. My eventual reward came in the form of being briefly allowed to suckle on Her fabulous breasts as She lay naked beside me. Then, having got what She wanted from me She got up and left me to sleep.</p><p>Later that same day i found myself once again positioned face down, but this time in a kneeling position on the sofa so that She might cane me and spank my (still aroused) swollen labia with a wooden salad server. It was a painful reminder of Her power and authority over me.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGBit_0SBXoP-dRigQtebyM_MczfQAjKERXIQJSe3cGUTDgJYPPXpce7J3j8TwCJI7wVfCMafGg50CYSFiqK59ObzkkP4xNYWGCAmoJWm0el2R5-oalXOSEOhLMKLCEFlJIrAlOu1PdgPSv5S1aOFzhaCE06mWDijw-fPTLdWINbqmvnbujkNjN9w6Nvr/s1080/43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGBit_0SBXoP-dRigQtebyM_MczfQAjKERXIQJSe3cGUTDgJYPPXpce7J3j8TwCJI7wVfCMafGg50CYSFiqK59ObzkkP4xNYWGCAmoJWm0el2R5-oalXOSEOhLMKLCEFlJIrAlOu1PdgPSv5S1aOFzhaCE06mWDijw-fPTLdWINbqmvnbujkNjN9w6Nvr/s320/43.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">the cane and the salad server used against my bottom and bits</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Being treated to the sound and feel of Owner climaxing on top of me, suckling Her breasts and feeling the warmth of Her cane on my buttocks was not the only treat i received from Her. Earlier in the day i was also gifted a delicious glass of Her golden wine to consume. Which i eagerly did.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1G7vVpY-S7U1ZlvX6rLP58zOB4hLV5XiEb-7fYKYYK22iP7ruyXiawZM8fumJqBYw6QszVve0NrNU-1_z2gX-LegqyLv5NhJEJVOKxCkTF3AnDU5Ts_XA-FDLkJGU19wQNx-tBK7tvQxJnf5HfYOT28uFEbtjpZJib9KyxuxmC4O4YiwLznM7ZoyrF73R/s1080/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1G7vVpY-S7U1ZlvX6rLP58zOB4hLV5XiEb-7fYKYYK22iP7ruyXiawZM8fumJqBYw6QszVve0NrNU-1_z2gX-LegqyLv5NhJEJVOKxCkTF3AnDU5Ts_XA-FDLkJGU19wQNx-tBK7tvQxJnf5HfYOT28uFEbtjpZJib9KyxuxmC4O4YiwLznM7ZoyrF73R/s320/35.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz1V0OlihhtYaPaZfopJWl7pD58uAxtNkuoPiDBl2xtkRNDb3T76USBUttA-Lp5Gc9_ubDGy7IlxiPaE3q5cR4lVv8OeNLYEUmqURukPQq_qTCndW7aK0_bh6jTJ5jHWHcln5q8qb9Q9cqh55uf59og-2mX8SWcSknEus7mloCx7LmGxo3v8BbflO0LQyG/s1080/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz1V0OlihhtYaPaZfopJWl7pD58uAxtNkuoPiDBl2xtkRNDb3T76USBUttA-Lp5Gc9_ubDGy7IlxiPaE3q5cR4lVv8OeNLYEUmqURukPQq_qTCndW7aK0_bh6jTJ5jHWHcln5q8qb9Q9cqh55uf59og-2mX8SWcSknEus7mloCx7LmGxo3v8BbflO0LQyG/s320/36.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>It was a morning serving and Her piss was particularly rich and flavoursome. At first i used to prefer Her afternoon or evening piss as it is lighter and less heady. But now i love Her morning pee. i love the darker colour, the more intense aroma, but i especially love the taste. It is more concentrated and bitter and i am so grateful to Her each time She gifts it to me to drink. Two of my favourite pleasures in life are a) licking and tasting Owners anus and b) drinking Her urine. i am quite a dirty little slut.</p><p>Sex, caning and piss drinking was not all we got up to at the weekend. On Saturday we made a day trip to Chichester, a pretty medieval city in the English countryside and the capital of the county of Sussex. It has a beautiful little cathedral, which we both admired, and a lovely canal walk. Owner took me for lunch. The weather was fine and we both had a lovely day out. Her are a couple of (not that great) pictures</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVuBPpJ-0AEmG1yE6xuqvUy7-axuz9bKK1b8ViWCTg_9tkhSQcgE6BVFdITg1e50TuHpJUR56nO0v5CmTbSjWwUIWIVhegahXQYFMyWISExw834WF1IenFvTdMA7Kby9zR5Z991l-2OipgJ-XeJ3Q-masC5NB0PwqkNg66gglxnNpBDd8Z2nL2D8N8GpJs/s1080/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVuBPpJ-0AEmG1yE6xuqvUy7-axuz9bKK1b8ViWCTg_9tkhSQcgE6BVFdITg1e50TuHpJUR56nO0v5CmTbSjWwUIWIVhegahXQYFMyWISExw834WF1IenFvTdMA7Kby9zR5Z991l-2OipgJ-XeJ3Q-masC5NB0PwqkNg66gglxnNpBDd8Z2nL2D8N8GpJs/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Chichester Cathedral</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzuqKFttDBcz26D2IIUVKkcVBjMZw0M6JUCVoxcn516ItIi28gUHtF1GYE-Mq38YXJvGZfbUFKzraPxIqHy3zD7RlCMTWCXN8tMhEsfeDpv_K4CV1LBRzuULxvpuaHefqZhaRFO0mRH89KbgLJgniPIHWXG8G6KTMZa3g6R9a1kXfTVxwYAqpCeoF4-_l/s1080/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzuqKFttDBcz26D2IIUVKkcVBjMZw0M6JUCVoxcn516ItIi28gUHtF1GYE-Mq38YXJvGZfbUFKzraPxIqHy3zD7RlCMTWCXN8tMhEsfeDpv_K4CV1LBRzuULxvpuaHefqZhaRFO0mRH89KbgLJgniPIHWXG8G6KTMZa3g6R9a1kXfTVxwYAqpCeoF4-_l/s320/2.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">The city square</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90Gn4Yed5phaAjAGi_wR0GZnqXgqFldNdGxwEiGMSb8u9sQJEuYYEDarjMx30zUxKooaD7OMHtJVaPXkXkDTKESpk9K-MjAGFHgXvyNc33fjNNyjll0mfQqFfdxTlbK5XUM5M8zlk6Nj1c82dA9pvnD4IyMCji-5KKh2yPbcMcuN3hvDG2YR2oTxuggj_/s1444/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1444" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90Gn4Yed5phaAjAGi_wR0GZnqXgqFldNdGxwEiGMSb8u9sQJEuYYEDarjMx30zUxKooaD7OMHtJVaPXkXkDTKESpk9K-MjAGFHgXvyNc33fjNNyjll0mfQqFfdxTlbK5XUM5M8zlk6Nj1c82dA9pvnD4IyMCji-5KKh2yPbcMcuN3hvDG2YR2oTxuggj_/s320/4.jpg" width="239" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Inside the cathedral</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKknBrR-CNdNq7SFcGntM2tNZcLaThTBOBelU3UUBJ993-9GfbwfSf4_uShsTSLnAyeXasO4XuKZZcSw8KHIgvukVN9HIEEekSAjdwlIaBlOtWIoa9m0kepHRSQO-LkICJAHPJpPtcmWqyeALciaWwEwQf_lF4tzoNAj31igIHgeEuX6PAsqtudjRYulZe/s1080/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="809" data-original-width="1080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKknBrR-CNdNq7SFcGntM2tNZcLaThTBOBelU3UUBJ993-9GfbwfSf4_uShsTSLnAyeXasO4XuKZZcSw8KHIgvukVN9HIEEekSAjdwlIaBlOtWIoa9m0kepHRSQO-LkICJAHPJpPtcmWqyeALciaWwEwQf_lF4tzoNAj31igIHgeEuX6PAsqtudjRYulZe/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">a mini tugboat on the canal</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVqKTUNhtu8aCwvIeTGT3E51O8bTPi_v7GLF2sw2hQKs2mttOnzMEbtXmKNluZEhIIWkhghsbz4ELF7G8lzRDL9fEXx3Rh2UX0dqRNnVpF48MjSYmTGjR1LRiUuUs7uCf-cRDGj85GZ_UlMb6VdmfKERuRQ90GVcQ0a5Q8y7VO_CJZiEZPRpyc_vRAkrQh/s1080/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVqKTUNhtu8aCwvIeTGT3E51O8bTPi_v7GLF2sw2hQKs2mttOnzMEbtXmKNluZEhIIWkhghsbz4ELF7G8lzRDL9fEXx3Rh2UX0dqRNnVpF48MjSYmTGjR1LRiUuUs7uCf-cRDGj85GZ_UlMb6VdmfKERuRQ90GVcQ0a5Q8y7VO_CJZiEZPRpyc_vRAkrQh/s320/6.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">View of the canal from a bridge - there is a Turner painting of this same view</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Hoping all readers are well. Take care.Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-5117504326864319722023-11-18T18:44:00.000+00:002023-11-18T18:44:27.961+00:00Pink, Piss and Pissed<p>Owner and i have enjoyed quite a relaxed day today. After completing my studies, exercises and chores the two of us headed out after lunch to a local cafe for some much needed caffeine. This was followed by a spot of shopping before we returned home.</p><p>After unpacking the shopping i stripped off down to my stockings, attached a pair of clamps to each of my nipples and then presented myself to Owner to be caned. She used the thin cane on me today and left my bottom and the backs of my thighs looking a little blush.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVXn56Znbd-7ds9yKXlbfE5oWZINPZT6WUZ3va9PbNnBTrHSElab0sA_WL9zSYaVJzD0VsrjPXibTPocbypTVsdACWNyNZkVijhWR0MhMbyDmgVhlIw4UBLS-2ycVPHEnimVLlY5Ipvo8qIR-Q3eszRNV_FZhwp-cNnz8aPuGCTAxCaedEQgtFedke9r4/s1080/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVXn56Znbd-7ds9yKXlbfE5oWZINPZT6WUZ3va9PbNnBTrHSElab0sA_WL9zSYaVJzD0VsrjPXibTPocbypTVsdACWNyNZkVijhWR0MhMbyDmgVhlIw4UBLS-2ycVPHEnimVLlY5Ipvo8qIR-Q3eszRNV_FZhwp-cNnz8aPuGCTAxCaedEQgtFedke9r4/s320/29.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Caning completed i thanked Owner by giving Her a back massage.</p><p>Later in the afternoon Owner presented me with a delicious glass of Her urine to drink. It was lighter and less aromatic than Her morning piss which tends to be darker and more robust. i eagerly knocked it back in one. i really do love drinking Her pee and consider myself to be very lucky to get to drink it as regularly as i do<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpycgTTXYmlgvmhzFFDZGA-ntH77KQJ4-IVtIxXAzJxi9TOYAUHgEVWvskxIRvw4p9yaSOLvCmm0O8gffPsfrCR9iGu3s7p9SOCk8kjzkx_NDxKo4pHTHTn5146v9s8kAjcYsr3Z-20zPrvREgzQonJsKJGcEo-E4nprGJIkqbuRF4llvh6z0S8e0zO_c/s1080/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpycgTTXYmlgvmhzFFDZGA-ntH77KQJ4-IVtIxXAzJxi9TOYAUHgEVWvskxIRvw4p9yaSOLvCmm0O8gffPsfrCR9iGu3s7p9SOCk8kjzkx_NDxKo4pHTHTn5146v9s8kAjcYsr3Z-20zPrvREgzQonJsKJGcEo-E4nprGJIkqbuRF4llvh6z0S8e0zO_c/s320/31.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVQIFRC49QuPQxuiqsShuVy3wEPq1mdAJ0R7kdEUpbJR1c11s6METIuTSrh64NvBFNz2XI41J6wR2mALyvCwmSS8z3JM_5mn1p9ilyP-bzS6fbA_4Gglrsuodls5etzyXmbw3_4i2Q4ehj5kGs-OkNhPd_3rsoxfKWdb3YU46n4sCY7U7856S2WnxkWUR/s1080/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVQIFRC49QuPQxuiqsShuVy3wEPq1mdAJ0R7kdEUpbJR1c11s6METIuTSrh64NvBFNz2XI41J6wR2mALyvCwmSS8z3JM_5mn1p9ilyP-bzS6fbA_4Gglrsuodls5etzyXmbw3_4i2Q4ehj5kGs-OkNhPd_3rsoxfKWdb3YU46n4sCY7U7856S2WnxkWUR/s320/32.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiba_k4JHchuy_dgfyfMB7xS_p4n3eKjw_5SCau3i0LF6yVTNrEELDZCMXIgU0MfPuULkKaDKPyxLYnmhrPxHrGViQ792CA0sYeSrpeXfCrqGpww61S0b8DoRUie_Bndr6CbZDk9CvScwJfX7uYbf_dfCQgiN_5DxD9NOonX1olj2G1CVsKc9f1MtXLOwIR/s1080/33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiba_k4JHchuy_dgfyfMB7xS_p4n3eKjw_5SCau3i0LF6yVTNrEELDZCMXIgU0MfPuULkKaDKPyxLYnmhrPxHrGViQ792CA0sYeSrpeXfCrqGpww61S0b8DoRUie_Bndr6CbZDk9CvScwJfX7uYbf_dfCQgiN_5DxD9NOonX1olj2G1CVsKc9f1MtXLOwIR/s320/33.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxZovyPhr3sCYORDCkfUs1JvrFJi1b-UKaWmxb7yIhqpvGAMmmjki15gws0G6xicv3ac33XKeYW2hsTa72qubkUEc6q8bBjhIhWCLxS8zD8yZcOHAqf6G2u34pcGh1wwbgvmdik4AHR2IqE9mxvM23fDqawwYgmY4IYeQIxYn8cpoPjhSm0-AjY1nrPsD/s1080/34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxZovyPhr3sCYORDCkfUs1JvrFJi1b-UKaWmxb7yIhqpvGAMmmjki15gws0G6xicv3ac33XKeYW2hsTa72qubkUEc6q8bBjhIhWCLxS8zD8yZcOHAqf6G2u34pcGh1wwbgvmdik4AHR2IqE9mxvM23fDqawwYgmY4IYeQIxYn8cpoPjhSm0-AjY1nrPsD/s320/34.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Meanwhile, Owner continues to have fun with the electro-shock device that is now attached to my clit at all times when i am at home, night and day. Yesterday, after we had both finished work, Owner invited me to have some drinks with Her in the lounge. We both got a little tipsy and She amused Herself greatly by zapping my clit repeatedly. </p><p>Today She zapped me as i was bringing Her a glass of water that She had requested, causing me to spill Her drink in the hallway. i was suitably apologetic and quickly mopped up the spillage but consider myself lucky not to have been zapped again for allowing Her drink to spill in the first place. Owner definitely seems to love knowing that She can electrocute my clit whenever She feels like it and She clearly enjoys doing so. For me, it is proving to be an excellent means of ensuring that i am constantly aware of Her authority over me as well as being a great way of Her getting my undivided attention whenever She wants it. Wherever i am in the flat She can now summons me to Her side at the mere click of a button. <br /></p><p>i hope everyone else is having an equally enjoyable weekend?<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-68978272305232751862023-11-16T18:07:00.003+00:002023-11-16T18:07:28.376+00:00Lock-Up The Slut<p>Today being the 16th day of the month means two things, chastity dice and outdoor challenge dice day. Yippee! First the former. The roll of Owners' chastity dice determined that, as of today, i will remain locked in chastity 24/7 until the 16th May 2024 i.e for the next six months. So it is a case of bye-bye clit, see you (maybe) in late Spring/early Summer.</p><p>The next dice to be rolled were the outdoor challenge dice. This time the dice threw-up a combination that i have had to do before, namely wear shorts and fishnets and pose wearing them on a specific street that is about ten minutes walk from where Owner and i live. The previous time i had to do this was back in the Spring and i wore my shredded shorts and fishnet tights as you can see in this <a href="https://poppetsubslut.blogspot.com/2023/04/on-seventh-day.html">previous post</a>. However, as i have done this challenge before i felt that i should push myself to try and make it a little harder, a bit more of a 'challenge' to complete this time around. It took me a few minutes but i soon came up with a plan.</p><p>Firstly, i realised that i could make my outfit a bit more risque by wearing fishnet stockings with the same ripped shorts, as opposed to fishnet tights. i could also engineer it so that instead of a 'normal' top i just wore a bra and basque under my coat. i also realised that i could wear some sluttier footwear. Next i then debated what jacket to wear. Would a short jacket and ripped shorts and fishnet stocking look too slutty or should i play it a little safe by wearing a slightly longer jacket that covered my bum? In the end i played safe and went with the longer jacket, in part because i also varied my route and instead chose to deliberately walk to the location along a busy main road instead of my usual backstreet route. i promise that if i do end up doing this challenge again in the future i will endeavour to do so wearing the shorter jacket for the walk along the main road. But this time i played safe.</p><p>So, how did i get on i hear you ask? Well, i was seen by quite a number of people but still posed as a street walker regardless. i feel much more confident and at ease posing in public dressed like a slut these days and i think that is starting to show in the pictures. On receiving the resulting images Owner congratulated me and also described the images as 'hot stuff' - which made my day. You can judge for yourself below;</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAARORB3u4AQodDz6K3ypVRc9LNkiPjP24msMSldfGnUifmCtlbMflUiNvNDAwOR_ZT0twKP8Va7EQxAN_6qfhRRqMRfUF6ayAbvWiSVX_lJBCxHOIpVXfMe7nF5qHVfNtMVKZhBzVgT5qp5hf_lWkF0hnRmsDcugumHt9Jqxb7q_iDDHsc-VVYLrjsGXc/s1080/15.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAARORB3u4AQodDz6K3ypVRc9LNkiPjP24msMSldfGnUifmCtlbMflUiNvNDAwOR_ZT0twKP8Va7EQxAN_6qfhRRqMRfUF6ayAbvWiSVX_lJBCxHOIpVXfMe7nF5qHVfNtMVKZhBzVgT5qp5hf_lWkF0hnRmsDcugumHt9Jqxb7q_iDDHsc-VVYLrjsGXc/s320/15.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">on the street corner with passing traffic<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Incidentally, i do like this picture if i may say so myself. i think it makes me look a bit like a street corner prostitute which is what i hope the car driver thought i was. Anyway, back to the images;</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicFPEdNdtP1NtpEWofUjXlZwujrZhyJc58SLUf4wf8MIFFXOhbU525f4sWTAcGu1GZ_ElE37RdqbRDnLvJa81nDMmuUojTfb91OPgsBSYc9biFrZHqx95se9i6jprF7dXiqIEZE7KV-QT1hBDoUBXRTMXunEnoDh4FCPdQTlDNaLIqYKV8v_m9APgLtiZ/s1080/12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicFPEdNdtP1NtpEWofUjXlZwujrZhyJc58SLUf4wf8MIFFXOhbU525f4sWTAcGu1GZ_ElE37RdqbRDnLvJa81nDMmuUojTfb91OPgsBSYc9biFrZHqx95se9i6jprF7dXiqIEZE7KV-QT1hBDoUBXRTMXunEnoDh4FCPdQTlDNaLIqYKV8v_m9APgLtiZ/s320/12.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">do you like my cute back pack?</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFd0wpakUDqFc5X2h2rna3spEZr6YUjhySX0o4zfZMXE1C1OwR1xIlu-kQBxvMqXgVR2_lv80lxROmE3ZzOeDjKKa49sniwJvllVAIgxg7y4RWKgWEn3RDEeIRu55Dh6FccSNefX0lbuZ4qg8HCYTxOIZcIlaDVM-aqg_NEGT6EFfvZJ0BufuUrad3itru/s1080/13.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFd0wpakUDqFc5X2h2rna3spEZr6YUjhySX0o4zfZMXE1C1OwR1xIlu-kQBxvMqXgVR2_lv80lxROmE3ZzOeDjKKa49sniwJvllVAIgxg7y4RWKgWEn3RDEeIRu55Dh6FccSNefX0lbuZ4qg8HCYTxOIZcIlaDVM-aqg_NEGT6EFfvZJ0BufuUrad3itru/s320/13.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">more cars passing</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vC68-s0x3EDqb8gjvnIjOSmKKGnTeojOW2csVZJQXMTWlqaSxGIVRiYtssvcoiSsU1RpdI0crRxV9Fc1zNsI47S1jz7aopQtBOUFTL6ygKo5O_Qlp6OUggJ_vKLPFtmFT1Wkt0J0maRYvU0S4UHszMEcAoJowvyKbAw-ihE8HscYgAgE5ZoJTB6BkTyM/s1080/14.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vC68-s0x3EDqb8gjvnIjOSmKKGnTeojOW2csVZJQXMTWlqaSxGIVRiYtssvcoiSsU1RpdI0crRxV9Fc1zNsI47S1jz7aopQtBOUFTL6ygKo5O_Qlp6OUggJ_vKLPFtmFT1Wkt0J0maRYvU0S4UHszMEcAoJowvyKbAw-ihE8HscYgAgE5ZoJTB6BkTyM/s320/14.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">hello person staring at me from their doorstep behind me<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXl8mz0gLCaUQE_iWy08KgVatiBMjhTGePdEHnR_Mh0zUqte-xTjaV6Fmq4l76o6zeAeoDhp6zJP-UW6sIVjIQOsi5El-D3vKTmyBWecjP2uPbOjj8hSrmNKi7LjjA3e1QG9RcQ9EvHaofhpN0yzYacSKt1phAIGx3CpbpcNglhDDxphCsWlU_nin7TYx/s1080/16.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXl8mz0gLCaUQE_iWy08KgVatiBMjhTGePdEHnR_Mh0zUqte-xTjaV6Fmq4l76o6zeAeoDhp6zJP-UW6sIVjIQOsi5El-D3vKTmyBWecjP2uPbOjj8hSrmNKi7LjjA3e1QG9RcQ9EvHaofhpN0yzYacSKt1phAIGx3CpbpcNglhDDxphCsWlU_nin7TYx/s320/16.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">hello passing person</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>As i mentioned, the route i took to get to the above location was along a much busier main road (it's a main bus route) and so i was seen by many, many passing motorists, truck drivers and people on their way to work etc. i stopped briefly to pose outside a corner cafe i passed</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa6XjenmxBGLdefSfNzQOEbzq-clyLPAfnd0KqU6dze2Jv7m2IuvEqG7n4KJWZc1uQKG2yKnzsdGV_SqdzVt3bnCG7Q1_4tXDbzcNoK46XQmudIBSBuSDSbeai_BkCyWUHryS2R1wf-CqxT23ixs0etTOo69RmvwIg-vlUNOkQNfTexeu6mIFwMs0m1hV/s1080/7.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa6XjenmxBGLdefSfNzQOEbzq-clyLPAfnd0KqU6dze2Jv7m2IuvEqG7n4KJWZc1uQKG2yKnzsdGV_SqdzVt3bnCG7Q1_4tXDbzcNoK46XQmudIBSBuSDSbeai_BkCyWUHryS2R1wf-CqxT23ixs0etTOo69RmvwIg-vlUNOkQNfTexeu6mIFwMs0m1hV/s320/7.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">being overtaken by a trucker</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUrrCrCwEtB_dZ5pkZgMaVzR6w-Q3g6Ae4wCRbd7PjKS3Tg42Ir4QN_mcdpG3loAY70dzgevwDfeuKRH_F2V7VsJQuZjle0Vna9RDM2Zj11WBcmh4qIeNAR7r7GGkSTI3dIBcfDFTntRGG8Uau6mGCmcZG-AGoySWhOd0F1dHa4fddGNBMumANtF8Xjjc/s1080/8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUrrCrCwEtB_dZ5pkZgMaVzR6w-Q3g6Ae4wCRbd7PjKS3Tg42Ir4QN_mcdpG3loAY70dzgevwDfeuKRH_F2V7VsJQuZjle0Vna9RDM2Zj11WBcmh4qIeNAR7r7GGkSTI3dIBcfDFTntRGG8Uau6mGCmcZG-AGoySWhOd0F1dHa4fddGNBMumANtF8Xjjc/s320/8.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">outside the cafe, cars passing behind me<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDSnwkGvLO7WL4Y04kCJEe9ZzP_jfWxPGf79zjcnm8D9Yv1uVyYAoIGaJKh-8J8uKOzX93fRDSa-LCpA_oLrggK6eqS7XvZjwKHZrdC_AIFyS1E5JudmGOB_Bu_lYIO5FJcLDZDoi8WgUCN51_10VGbTKy3UJ7C8xpACNOMT3GswerDHP1WA_MeAMBmZO7/s1080/9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDSnwkGvLO7WL4Y04kCJEe9ZzP_jfWxPGf79zjcnm8D9Yv1uVyYAoIGaJKh-8J8uKOzX93fRDSa-LCpA_oLrggK6eqS7XvZjwKHZrdC_AIFyS1E5JudmGOB_Bu_lYIO5FJcLDZDoi8WgUCN51_10VGbTKy3UJ7C8xpACNOMT3GswerDHP1WA_MeAMBmZO7/s320/9.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>So you can see why i opted for the slightly longer coat this time. Maybe another time i might have the courage to wear a shorter coat whilst walking in stockings and shredded shorts along this same, very busy, road.</p><p>Location posing over it was time to head home but not before a couple of final photos.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8TRS-RJarDphgcILnjnqdQUNrvgbsOEKbgsT49T7JH3ULxkEoozAQ6XryR1ejrhih2t0a3P49ON4CKn-Cbu4vUIeGej9odQrIfBMkvzhK8oM6Lz6GqZENPSY1Ge_3UCO-vcG6ITjQ1XnydNCFDSqihVvqoI1fXIIFg755PErz5OVBEc07yj9xE1M3egi2/s1080/18.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8TRS-RJarDphgcILnjnqdQUNrvgbsOEKbgsT49T7JH3ULxkEoozAQ6XryR1ejrhih2t0a3P49ON4CKn-Cbu4vUIeGej9odQrIfBMkvzhK8oM6Lz6GqZENPSY1Ge_3UCO-vcG6ITjQ1XnydNCFDSqihVvqoI1fXIIFg755PErz5OVBEc07yj9xE1M3egi2/s320/18.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugrMib-_dK9tHXuae0U9MOpjRGhplA7SWnOlA1MX-JZGTp4FEF6HNek2a1jc2XOTn-6XeFw01laK-LJrOiKr6IL20Gwo_QwSBEcw5jECrjPX41JqrAsaNIM9LHaTzbPRqZWI3EnAAL8YZLP8zcRKOXteIhNq0IXwEg-Cp0M9gDdlWMaqjserUShEBRQNT/s1080/20.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugrMib-_dK9tHXuae0U9MOpjRGhplA7SWnOlA1MX-JZGTp4FEF6HNek2a1jc2XOTn-6XeFw01laK-LJrOiKr6IL20Gwo_QwSBEcw5jECrjPX41JqrAsaNIM9LHaTzbPRqZWI3EnAAL8YZLP8zcRKOXteIhNq0IXwEg-Cp0M9gDdlWMaqjserUShEBRQNT/s320/20.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>The whole excursion took about 30 minutes, with me walking in my heels the whole time. It was also raining slightly and i had forgotten to bring a brolly so i was a little wet when i got back home. </p><p>However, i am pleased with how i got on and like to think that people who saw me may have thought that i was hanging around trying to solicit some 'business' from a passing punter :). Yes, i am a shameless, exhibitionist slut. <i>[You are shameless- Owner]</i><br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107687470067235281.post-20538530665818129102023-11-14T20:08:00.000+00:002023-11-14T20:08:17.990+00:00The Next Level in Control - Life with my Remote Control Clit Shocker<p>It is now a few days since i started to wear the remote control electric clit shock device that i bought for Owner as part of Her anniversary gift. It sits secured snuggly around the base of my clit, the metal contacts pushed against the soft, thin skin of my labia. All the while the remote control transmitter is never more than a few feet away from Owner's hand. All it takes is just one little movement of Her fingers to deliver a powerful electric shock straight into my labia. It can be a light shock or it could be an extremely intense one, or it might simply vibrate. The choice is Hers. For the first time ever She has a means of instantly getting my full attention whatever i am doing, whether i am stood next to Her or am at the far end of the flat. It is already having a very positive affect on our lives, both mine and Hers.</p><p>In this it appears we are not alone. It has been great to read the comments from Misty's sissy husband <a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/16072494333352051728">Bella</a> and the transformative and very positive benefits a similar such device that Bella wears brought to their lives. In particular, how her wife uses the device to summons Misty whenever she is needed by delivering an electric shock to her clit.<br /></p><p>For me it means that, with the device in situ, Owners control of me now feels absolute. i now live with the knowledge that if i was ever to do anything that
really annoyed Her She has the means at Her fingertips to instantly inflict
very serious levels of pain. In other words, the potential consequences of me stepping out of line
or displeasing Her have suddenly got a lot more immediate and serious. i know that were She to choose to zap me using one of the higher power settings the result would be quite unpleasant. That thought certainly helps
to focus my attention on doing things well - something that of course i
should have been doing anyway but this is an easy and simple way for
Owner to enforce Her absolute control. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbPWXaM18hC0lM3YsaoD4spI8CKVLaEMqi_sD3QSToQZHZvl9wa1-WQMc6hmV3JCDLQWWl8v7C_7VWX4dE5va47II7GMsCunqLQ6xOYz9OVuOVT83obMKdgVAldy8KupEer_HQzX2IQ9mjb_0yClhjJMZYHFr6mPv0bBZq69d9Z5EnC3U2USFexxCjmE5/s1080/5.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbPWXaM18hC0lM3YsaoD4spI8CKVLaEMqi_sD3QSToQZHZvl9wa1-WQMc6hmV3JCDLQWWl8v7C_7VWX4dE5va47II7GMsCunqLQ6xOYz9OVuOVT83obMKdgVAldy8KupEer_HQzX2IQ9mjb_0yClhjJMZYHFr6mPv0bBZq69d9Z5EnC3U2USFexxCjmE5/s320/5.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">electro-shock device secured around my caged clit, contacts touching my 'labia'<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The device has a range of shock settings from 1to 100. i am not very
good at tolerating electric shocks and so, although She has now shocked
me with it many times, Owner has always just used the lowest setting -
still enough to make me wince and double up and almost drop to the
ground. As i said, i am not good at tolerating electrical pain. But even that lowest setting definitely gets my full attention!<br /></p><p>Owner can zap me from wherever She is in the flat as the remote works even if i am at the opposite end of the flat to Her (yes that was extensively tested!). i ensure the
remote is always next to Her so that She literally only has to reach and
click i will end up flinching or bent double in another room. </p><p>i am hopeful that the use of the device might help me to become a better wife by getting me to listen more attentively to Owners' instructions and not have Her have to repeat things (which i know annoys Her intensely). It might help me to learn not to interrupt and disturb Her, to keep quiet, to complete tasks quickly and be more responsive to Her needs when She wants me. To come to Her straight away whenever She requires something of me.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPh2T5WZQkRzj7Gj0JgGsUZTUUXB5Yp2-qvtmSHdwglm1xT18LrUBg3zfUTiS3rDvjeXjKOrOA_DFqieIkz79f-QuiBmpvY61_aquxt4Ozw_huZtoJYZP80RLpRJhtUhuvNdBtvMm372sBoqWkUtnT_uppJxqENA0fCoBZS6zqntlotMLtOklnV065i57Y/s1080/6.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPh2T5WZQkRzj7Gj0JgGsUZTUUXB5Yp2-qvtmSHdwglm1xT18LrUBg3zfUTiS3rDvjeXjKOrOA_DFqieIkz79f-QuiBmpvY61_aquxt4Ozw_huZtoJYZP80RLpRJhtUhuvNdBtvMm372sBoqWkUtnT_uppJxqENA0fCoBZS6zqntlotMLtOklnV065i57Y/s320/6.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">a clearer view of the clit shocker in situ</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The device also
has a vibrate mode that She can choose to use if She simply wants to get
my attention and summons me from, say the kitchen to where She is sat
in the living room. Of course She can also zap me to get the same
response. So far She has used both. She seems to enjoy the latter. What it means though is that i now need to quickly report to Her side to see what She wants or risk being zapped by Her again. </p><p>The other benefit of the device is that it has also provided Owner with plenty of opportunities to indulge Her more
playfully sadistic side, an opportunity She has fully embraced. Owner actively enjoys zapping me for no reason other
than the pleasure that doing so brings to Her. She enjoys zapping me for fun. As a
result i am now constantly on edge, knowing that at any moment She
could choose to inflict some more pain on me. One minute i might be washing up, the next minute...zap. On the toilet...zap. Ironing....zap. Required to stop doing something...zap. Have me start doing something....zap. Zap, zap, zap just for fun. In fact, when we are sat together Owner knows that all She has to do is hover Her hand over the remote of
the shock device and She instantly has my full, undivided attention. Which of course is how it should be.</p><p>So the device does, i think, have the real potential to take Owners control over me and my submission to Her to the next level. She can get my attention, inflict pain and discomfort at any moment and without any need for physical activity on Her behalf. She can and does still enjoy wielding Her whips, paddles, canes, crops etc against my bottom but that involves physical effort on Her part. This device does not. Just the touch of a button and pain is administered at a level selected by Her.<br /></p><p>In short, it offers the possibility of becoming a
very effective training and disciplining (if needed) tool as well as a
device that is bringing Owner a great deal of pleasure, albeit at my
expense.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUkoUPXK1PjqROk6i456OITcfO6C4flZlEpv4b-P5xIcBHm209aQ-BIQc0NVM8nC-L0rhktAwTniKMRqZ3Ra-_zzfv4O8tTCbreE9kQcGs9BDnrQ-MOJshVguKqBxwr32AmFyVoEqhqX_RNf2LV2nHyfhvUDqa7F4xuVxyBnzh3vvNccvu1y_gn71YcsX/s1080/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="810" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUkoUPXK1PjqROk6i456OITcfO6C4flZlEpv4b-P5xIcBHm209aQ-BIQc0NVM8nC-L0rhktAwTniKMRqZ3Ra-_zzfv4O8tTCbreE9kQcGs9BDnrQ-MOJshVguKqBxwr32AmFyVoEqhqX_RNf2LV2nHyfhvUDqa7F4xuVxyBnzh3vvNccvu1y_gn71YcsX/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">the velcro fastening keeps the shock device in place</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>But, i hear you say. You could simply take the device off and render it useless. Yes, of course i could, it is after all only secured in situ with a velcro strap. But, why would i want to do such a thing? That presupposes that i don't want to be controlled by Owner in this way, when in reality nothing makes me happier than being so. Ours is a dance of control and submission in which i am a very willing and active participant. Over the years we have been together Owner has established greater and greater control over all aspects of my life and i would not want it anyway. My sole desire in life is to submit as completely and absolutely to Her as is humanly possible, whilst still staying the silly, fun-loving couple we are and still being each others best friend, which we are as well.</p><p>Just as i remain convinced that being in chastity and kept denied orgasmic release makes me a better person and submissive wife to Her so too do i think that the clit electro-shock device has the potential to make me a better and more submissive wife for Her<br /></p><p>i genuinely can't wait to see how this device might further shape us, both my submission to Owner and Her domination of me. i am certain it will further strengthen and reinforce Her control over me and that is something i don't simply welcome, it is something i crave. <br /></p><p>Exciting times.<br /></p>Poppet Subsluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950985471145426464noreply@blogger.com8