An Orgasmic Time Out West By The River

Owner likes me to provide Her with a treat on a regular basis. This month's treat saw me booking an overnight hotel stay for the two of us. i chose a relatively new boutique hotel that was actually part of the re-development of the riverside terrace at Craven Cottage, Fulham football club's stadium. However, i did not book it with football in mind but instead for the fact that each one of its little compliment of thirteen rooms has a river view balcony. The hotel is called the Fulham Pier hotel and it did not disappoint.

The whole trip was actually like a mini-London holiday for the two of us. We took the short DLR ride from where we live to Greenwich where we boarded one of the Thames clipper ferries to be transported up river to Putney.

 One route we passed through central London

passing the Houses of Parliament

Until we arrived in Putney. From there is was about a twenty minute walk along the river to our hotel. 

Below the hotel is a complex of casual bars and eateries where Owner and i had a few drinks and enjoyed a spectacular London Thames sunset. It was also an opportunity for me to flash a bit of bra strap.

a stunning River Thames sunset

After a few drinks and as dusk fell we took a stroll along the river towards Hammersmith Bridge and back. The bridge looked pretty lit up at night at low tide

The walk back saw a bit more of a bra flash from your slutty blog author

The next day Owner and i awoke to another very pretty Thames view from our room

Good morning west London

We had breakfast and then retired back to our room where upon Owner administered a good bottom paddling and nipple and clit electrocution to Her slut whilst She kept me secured in place by sitting on my head

Owner then secured a strapon in place and had me fellate Her lovely cock whilst She brought Herself to an enjoyable climax with Her favourite vibrator

Enjoying Owners' cock whilst She pleasured Herself

Having climaxed whilst i fellated Her cock Owner then rolled over and permitted me to feast on Her delicious backside whilst She brought Herself off again. How lucky i was and how much i absolutely adore tonguing Her tasty derriere.

Owner, however, had one final treat in store for me. She positioned me on my side so that i was facing Her cock. i obediently began to suck it once more whilst Owner took my little unlocked clit in Her hand and began to vigorously masturbate it. It wasn't long before i heard myself seeking Her permission to cum which Owner granted. With my lips around Her cock my little clit pulsed and spluttered as over 500 days of denial came to an unexpected and messy end.

Sadly, it was then time to get dressed and check out and head back up river back home. it was a wonderful little mini-London holiday. Thank you Owner for making our Fulham getaway a memorable one. 

Roses Are Red, My Bum Is Too...

Neither Owner nor i have ever celebrated Valentine's day together. For us it is just another day. However, Owner didn't miss an opportunity to redden my bottom and thighs with Her school cane this Valentine's Day.

Reddening bottom and backs of thighs from my caning

She then quickly followed this up by securing my legs and wrists in the black and red wooden stocks before zapping my labia bits, clit and pussy entrance thirty times with Her black and flame red electro tazapper.

twisted on the sofa after being shocked 30 times

Red most definitely was the colour even without the Valentine's celebration.

The week had started with me finding myself stood, essentially naked, hands on my head with the vicious spiked and spring-loaded clover clamps biting deep into my nipples for all the world to see for 45 minutes. 

Owner had instructed me to stand like that facing the corner of the lounge of Her flat. i stood facing the corner in front of one of the large windows that faces out onto the street and the flats and houses opposite ours. The window blinds were open and although the net curtain was drawn the fact that it was dark outside but the lounge light was on behind me. This meant that i was framed and visible in the window to the neighbours opposite, people looking up from the street or looking out from the busses that regularly trundle up and down our road.

Here's a rear view of me stood with my hands on my head;

Needless to say, by the time the 45 minutes were up i had lost most of the feeling in my arms and my clamped tits were on fire! It was, however, quite exciting knowing i was on public display.

On Thursday, after i had finished work for the day and completed my cleaning chores, Owner secured me in a head and wrist yoke and then electrocuted my still sensitive tits.

Afterwards i prepared and served the evening meal, washed up and was then sent to my cage for an hour, wrists and ankles secured, bit gag in place and cowbells and weights suspended from my leather neck collar and nipple rings. The cowbells are to discourage me from moving as they make quite a clanging noise if i move - Owner hates noise - so they incentivise me to remain as motionless as possible. Meanwhile the weights (and second cowbell) gave my nipples a good hard stretch, helping to train me to tolerate pain.

The hour passed surprisingly quickly and afterwards i was permitted to join Owner on the sofa and watch a TV series with Her.

This week has also seen the continuation of the same weather pattern that has been the hallmark of the UK weather since Christmas, rain and more rain. This means the ground is sodden and thus the paths that Owner uses through the park on Her early morning walks are wet and muddy. The plus side of this though is that it makes my morning ritual, of waiting naked to then kiss and lick Owners footwear when She comes in from Her early morning walk, extra enjoyable. There is something strangely special about licking and kissing Owners wet and mud splattered shoes. i like to ensure that they are left spotless and clean.

On Friday after work Owner took me out for some drinks followed by a pizza. We had a lovely time. Here i am, flashing my bra (what is it with pubs that always makes me want to flash my bra?) in the busy pub.

As you can see it has been a good week but it has not quite come to an end. Tomorrow we head to the cinema to watch the new Wuthering Heights movie. 

Next week Owner is taking me to dinner to celebrate our wedding anniversary and then next weekend i have my stage performance to look forward to. It promises to be a memorable week.

Poppet The Not-So-Shy Exhibitionist??

The words 'shy' and 'exhibitionist' may seem like odd and contradictory bedfellows but i believe in my own case, and possibly for others, it is true. Owner may dispute this but i assure you that, with me, it is definitely the case that i am, or at least i was, a shy exhibitionist. However, thanks to Owner and Her training and guidance i have become bolder than i ever imagined would be possible. Let me explain.

That i am an exhibitionist is beyond doubt. In my early teenage years i would sneak out of my parents house at dawn and streak naked around our suburban neighbourhood. Why i did this i don't know, i just had a compulsion to do so and found it exciting and thrilling.

Fast forward to completing my MA at University, just before i started studying for my doctorate, and one night you would have found myself and a female friend streaking naked through the computer room - back in the days when virtually nobody had PCs and emails had just become a thing and you went to a special computer room on campus to send and receive messages.

In my mid-twenties i would, on occasion, be found naked on a beach on holiday. Of course i would never countenance such a thing now, not when there are pretty bikini's that can be worn instead! But that was way back then, before i knew Owner and before my feminisation journey began.

However, i was also what i would describe as quite shy. The streak at University happened on a night when i was pretty drunk, the naked sunbathing only if i knew i was alone or was with my then partner and nobody else. Even my early teen escapades happened at a time of the early morning when nobody was really about. The idea of showing my feminine self in public would have terrified me. It simply would not have happened. It was Owner who helped me to overcome such inhibitions.

i still recall the terror i felt the first time i took a bus with Owner whilst, at Her insistence, i was wearing make-up. Or the first time i stepped out with Her in a skirt or flashed my bra in Central London with Her alongside.

Each occasion, though nerve wracking, was made easier by Owner's presence and encouragement as She expertly but gently pushed me to become ever more willing to appear and show myself as She requested. At the same time Owner made it clear that She expected me to be willing to do anything She demanded (She still does) and to be proud to show myself as Her slut, which i still most definitely am.

Owner's next move was to start setting random outdoor challenges for me to complete on my own, without Her reassuring presence. To begin with i was nervous as hell, mortified about making eye contact with any passersby as i posed awkwardly to provide Owner with photographic evidence of a task completed. Tasks that evolved over time from wearing heels or flashing my bra to shopping wearing a skirt etc. To quote Gloria Gaynor:

"At first i was afraid, i was petrified"

But then something amazing happened, i started to become more confident, more daring, less scared of being seen by others. i also got a bit better at posing, something that Owner continued to train and coach me to improve via the photoshoots She regularly stages for me.

A demonstration of how far i had come, how much more brazen i was, how prepared i was to appear and dress however and wherever Owner desired came when Owner told me that i was to take the stage dressed in a short manga maid's outfit in front of hundred's of people at an anime convention. Oh, and i was also in chastity, obviously. As i waited my turn in the line-up of performers it dawned on me that most of those also waiting their turn in the spotlights were in their teens or twenties. It was February 2020, the world was blissfully unaware that Covid was about to close it down, i had recently just turned 50 years old and i was about to step out on stage dressed as a maid.

You can read all about how i got on in my blog post about it. i was so, so nervous and yet also so, so pleased with myself and how i had got on. Owner applauded me in the audience and told me afterwards how pleased She was with how i had done as i was told and performed in front of a room full of strangers. Her shameless little slut had danced about on stage in front of a few hundred people in a short little manga maid's outfit, with bunny ears whilst in chastity.

i was on a real high afterwards, i had been so, so nervous before and then having done it was such a buzz. i was super proud of having demonstrated to Owner that i could overcome my nerves and perform in front of Her, that Her slutty wife could make Her happy and proud.

So, why do i write all of this?

Well, as part of my 56th birthday treat Owner bought tickets for the two of us to the London anime convention. She also selected and chose a manga outfit for me to wear. The schoolgirl outfit worn by the character Marin Kitagawa from the anime series My Dress-Up Darling 

The character Marin Kitagawa i will be appearing as

The convention runs over a weekend in late February and is held in a hotel in London. Owner has booked accommodation for us and i have formally and obediently registered and booked my spot to take to the stage as Marin. i have even selected the music i will be appearing on stage to the soundtrack of. 

The event is in a few weeks time, meaning that i don't have long to get my routine sorted. i have been practicing my little dance in the flat, much to Owners' amusement.

i am really excited, but also a little nervous. i hope to make Owner proud of Her wife and to hold my head high, do my little dance and act as if it is the most normal thing in the world for a middle aged person like myself to cosplay as a teenage girl whilst locked in chastity in front of a room full of strangers. Totally normal, right? :)

My ultimate fantasy would be to one day perform for Owner and others in a strip club or in a burlesque cabaret. Now that would be the ultimate exhibitionist challenge! i very much doubt, however, that any such venue would let me anywhere near their stage. In the absence of such a show, however, Owner continues to test and challenge my ability and willingness to pose and show what a true exhibitionist slut i have become on the streets of London through the monthly challenges and tasks Her dice decide for me on the 16th of each month. i also get to strip for Her from time to time, which often ends up with us both in hysterics.

In that regard, February promises to be a fun month with a random outdoor challenge to complete followed about a week later by me taking to the stage. What a lucky exhibitionist slut i am and how grateful i am to my wonderful Owner for training and pushing me and giving me the confidence to overcome my shyness and reveal my true self to the world.

Of course, i am not a tart all the time Owner takes me out. Mostly i am quite demur and respectable, such as when She took me for some drinks after attending an Asian indoor lunar market/fair. We actually ended up having drinks in the, quite pretty, bar of the Novotel hotel in Greenwich as all the pubs were showing the damn rugby on TV screens. As you can see i was very respectable

i only flashed my bra once :)

After a few drinks Owner took me out for a meal in our favourite Turkish restaurant. It was a lovely day and evening spent in Her company.

There were also two girls in the hotel reception that caught my attention last night. They were posing and preening, dressed all tits and arse, taking selfies for their instas or their websites (who knows). i admired their confidence - especially as the receptionist kept giving them the evils, but they cared not.

Later, Owner showed me some pictures on Her phone. They had been sent to Her by one of Her good male friends. He is gay and is, by all accounts, currently fucking his way around the Caribbean. He had sent Owner some pictures of his latest fuck buddies and these were the photos Owner showed to me. 

Both were fit and cute although each sported neatly trimmed beards (i am not a fan of beards). Disappointingly, each was clothed from the waist down although one of the boys was grabbing his crotch VERY suggestively. Still, it was a shame there were apparently no dick picks, now they would have been nice to see!

Owner and Her gay friend and another friend of theirs are all hoping to go on holiday for a few days sometime this year. i hope they manage to. i am sure that Owner would have a riotous and memorable time with them.

Today Owner and i are having a quiet day at home. This morning, after completing my studies, chores and exercises i had a shower. After doing my make-up Owner presented me with a delicious fresh glass of Her piss

the special piss glass

Which i drank with relish

As you can tell i love drinking Owners' piss.

Piss consumed i then hastily dot dressed so that i was ready and decent to take delivery of our groceries when they were dropped off late morning. This is what i was i was wearing to greet the delivery driver and haul the groceries up into Owner's flat. The text on the front reads 'Hot Wife Slut' - it is a LBD that Owner bought for me a while back

The rest of the day will likely comprise some chores and spending time with Owner and enjoying Her company. i hope readers have a lovely day too.

Poppet and Owner Travel Back In Time

Yesterday we visited the ruins of the Roman town of Ostia Antica, once the main port serving the capital of the Roman Empire. We have visited a number of Roman ruins and archaeological sites before but none were as impressive as this. The scale is vast.

You can wander through old Roman cemeteries, past warehouses and civic buildings, temples to the Gods. Walk down streets whose cobbled pavings are cut into by wheel ruts from ancient carts and chariots. Wander around the huge main plaza and visit the houses of of traders and noblemen. 

The site is stunning and just 30 minutes by metro from Rome. Do visit if you ever come to this city.

with my wonderful Owner

nice balls!

Roman manhole/drainage cover

Main plaza

Roman toilets

Streetscape

Huge fresco

Owner and i both agreed that the boy in this sculpture looks almost as if he is wearing a chastity device!

is that a tiny chastity cage i see?

We even had time for a traditional bra flash

Eventually, however, all good things come to an end and it was time to return to Rome for our final night here. We stopped off in a cafe for some delicious coffee and cake before later hitting a few bars and then going out for a meal.

in the cafe

It has been a wonderful return trip to the eternal city. We are already planning our next visit!

'Bimbo' Workout & Weekly Punishment Changes

Hello everyone. It's that day of the month again (16th) when dice are rolled to determine what outdoor challenge i needed to complete today. N.B - no chastity dice were rolled this month as i remain locked until the 16th December when that dice will be rolled again.

However, back to the challenge dice. The first dice determined the location, which turned out to be a bus stop on the far side of our local park. The second determined the outfit i was to wear- sports bra and leggings. So, here i am doing some exercises in my sports bra and leggings at the bus stop, to the bemusement of passers by;

Did you clock my pink 'Bimbo' socks? You can see them more clearly below

In the meantime, Owner is currently updating all of my weekly tasks and punishments and may also revise and update the outdoor challenge dice as well. Now, when i say 'punishments' i mean the weekly maintenance punishments that i typically receive each Friday. They are opportunities for Owner to indulge Her passion of inflicting pain by means of a whip, cane, paddle, crop etc and an opportunity for me to learn to get better at tolerating pain.

Owner has decided that, in addition to hitting or striking my buttocks and the backs of my thighs i am now to also be electrocuted during such maintenance punishment sessions on my clit, nipples or pussy as well. Furthermore, i can expect additional 'training' punishments or tasks to be randomly administered during the week as well.

i am grateful to Owner for choosing to further exert Her authority and control over me in this way and look forward to learning to get better at accepting and welcoming having Her administer pain and discomfort.

Meanwhile, yesterday Owner took me out for drinks in an old favourite pub of ours, the Citie of Yorke near Holborn. This was then followed by a delicious meal at a Turkish restaurant close to where we live. We had a lovely time. Here i am being naughty by flashing my bra in the pub