What An Amazing 24/36Hours

Wow, what can i say. In the past 24 hours Owner has had me caged, clamped and penetrated; instructed me to display myself in public and then pissed in my mouth and all over me. If that were not exciting enough, tomorrow morning will mark my 500th day of orgasm denial.

It all began yesterday when i worked from home whilst Owner was in town in Her office. The day itself was uneventful. In between meetings i swept and mopped all of the floors, did my chores and ran an errand for Owner. It was what happened after work that my day became more 'interesting'.

Owner had a long-standing dinner engagement with 'Her boys', two former colleagues of Hers. It was agreed that whilst She ate out and caught up with them i would be locked into my cage, dildo inserted, mouth gagged and weights and bells suspended as per usual. As usual the surveillance camera was also on so that Owner could observe me in my cage/dog kennel if She chose to. To cut a long-story short ended up spending two and a half hours caged like this

nipples at full stretch

'pussy' stuffed

Needless to say my nipples were left thoroughly stretched (and throbbing) and my pussy too!

Owner and i were reunited when i met Her at the train station to greet Her and carry Her bag home after She had finished Her meal and took the train home.

Fast forward to today, the 16th of the month, dice day! Yay. At breakfast it was time to roll not just Owners' outdoor challenge dice but also Her chastity dice as well. The last time i rolled Owners' chastity dice was three months ago when it instructed me to remain unlocked for three months. This time Her same chastity dice decided that....drumroll...i stay unlocked for another month 😥. Owner was happy with the outcome as She likes to have me unlocked at times. Whatever She decides, or in this case the special dice She created, obviously goes so unlocked i remain until at least the 16th October when Her chastity dice will decide whether or not i am to be locked back up again.

Next it was the turn of Her outdoor challenge dice to be rolled. These dice determined that i should wear 'formal office attire' at the local light railway station - a location i have visited a few times this year in a variety of outfits for different outdoor challenges. 

i struggle to do 'formal' - so this is my interpretation of a formal office look. What made me laugh was throughout the time i was posing in and around the railway station the station PA system kept announcing that CCTV was in operation for everyone's security and safety - i wonder what the operators of the CCTV made of me?

Here i am, completing my challenge as instructed. 

a cheeky flash from the office tart

Yesterday, whilst mopping the floors, i somehow managed to break the head of the mop so, photo challenge completed, i headed to the supermarket to buy a new one before heading back home.

me and my new mop

But, the excitement and fun was not over Owner. After we had each finished work Owner provided me with a special treat. She pissed in my mouth and all over my body! In Her own words She "showered me with Her love". 

Here i am waiting in the shower as Owners human piss pot for Her to fill my mouth and drench me with Her most special of treats

And then here i am covered in piss and having had the most delicious drink, as well as a wonderful close up view of Owners beautiful pussy - a rare privilege. Obviously, no touching was allowed, all i can do is admire its beauty

Finally, at almost exactly 7am UK time tomorrow morning (Thursday 17th September) i will have started my 500th day in a row (16.4 months) without having experienced an orgasm of any type 🎉🎉. i am so grateful to my wonderful Owner for shepherding me past this point and gifting me such an extended period of orgasm denial. i find it interesting that, despite my current unlocked state, i experience zero temptation to touch let alone masturbate my clit. i am by default now naturally chaste.

Obviously, it is entirely for Owner to decide but having reached the 500 days of denial mark maybe my dreams of becoming permanently denied might, perhaps, come true?? Although the expression be careful what you wish for definitely does come to mind as i type this, as too does the knowledge that Owner will always do whatever She wishes with my body, as is Her right.

Anyway, back to the here and now i have chores to complete, massages to provide for Owner and dinner to prepare. That's all from me for now.

p.s. i don't know if it is a blogger issue or just one affecting my blog but the 'reading list' hasn't been updating properly lately so please accept my apologies. Hopefully it will be working properly again soon.

Tolkein and a Trollop

Owner and i had a lovely weekend break in the Cotswolds. We took the train from London to Moreton in Marsh after work on Friday and returned this bank holiday Monday. Whilst we were there we visited a Falconry Centre, quaffed beer and cider in the Bell Pub, once the haunt of a certain JR Tolkien and supposedly the inspiration for the 'Prancy Pony' pub in The Lord of the Rings, and had a great Indian curry.

i was also treated to a special serving of Owners finest piss for breakfast and got to gambol and cavort like a trollop in nature whilst being observed by a large and curious herd of deer. Oh and we were also entertained by a troupe of traditional dancers and i had a middle aged man come over and tell me how much he liked my earrings, whilst Owner and i were sat having a drink in the aforementioned pub.

 In short, it was a fun little break which was over all too soon.

Here are some pictures and short videos from our trip. First off, me in nature on the walk back from visiting the Falconry Centre:

Gamboling about on the footpath;

The friendly herd of deer:

 Up close with an owl at the Falconry Centre

JR Tolkien drank here and so did we:

But of course the best drink was Owners' special breakfast glass of piss that She served to me: 

And which went down in one

 Thank you Owner for a lovely weekend.

Summer Sluttin'

Today is the day, the glorious 16th. The day each month when i get let loose to get up to no good in the neighbourhood after being set a specific photo challenge to complete by Owners' monthly outdoor photo challenge dice.

Actually, this summer has been pretty frustrating as it has been so horribly hot it has really pissed Owner off. Plans to do this and that have been shelved due to the heat. So, on the day when the latest heatwave to hit London (the fifth so far this summer) began to ease the dice said i was to pose in a bikini top and shorts at another of the bus stops not too far from where we live. It is about a 10 minute walk/15 minute 'totter' in heels away.

So here i am in my pink bikini top with matching eye shadow, lipstick and nails my lace trimmed shorts, large fishnet tights and heels and a 'hello kitty' hair clip. In short, just your typical Sunday morning outfit. The bus stop is at the other side of our local park so obviously there were plenty of people out and about, mostly families with kids and groups of teenagers (shouldn't they still have been asleep in bed, i mean it was only 10.30am? - lols). What do you think? Owner described me as looking like a 'hottie' - possibly still the after effects of drinks last night. More on that in a bit.

So, here i am, the pink peril:

 i was also trying a couple of different poses. i am still learning!

i mentioned last night. Well, yesterday Owner went for lunch with friends leaving your truly at home. She declared it too hot in the flat to lock me in my cage so i was left to get on with some housework and writing (i am writing another story - albeit this is more book length!). It was arranged that She would message me when She was on Her way home so i could come and meet Owner at the station and walk Her home.

Fast forward to late afternoon and Owner instructed me to head down to the station where, to my surprise and delight She suggested we go for a few drinks. i was in my cut-off shorts and a t-shirt, shorts that Owner delights in putting Her hand up. We had a few drinks, made plans for an epic 2028 adventure (we like to plan ahead), had a pizza and then walked home. For much of the walk back home Owners' hand was inside my shorts, groping and squeezing my bum and caressing my pussy. It was so hot!

Owners' hand up my shorts

In other news. Today is the 468th day - or over 15 months since my last orgasm. Thank you Owner for your continued gift of orgasm denial. i am truly the luckiest slut alive and i love and adore you with all of my heart.

Sakura In My Kimono

I was super lucky. Owner took me for an outdoor photoshoot in a small park by lake Toya in Hokkaido prefecture in Japan. I was dressed in the kimono outfit that She bought for me. We got to enjoy cherry blossom (Sakura) with me dressed in my pretty outfit. Thank you Owner. 

Owner also shot this little video of me in the park. We both had great fun with this little photoshoot.

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.

When In Rome.....

Owner and i are currently in a short break in Rome, Italy. It is a city we have been lucky enough to visit a few times before so there is no pressure to 'do the sights', as they have all been previously seen. That said, who can resist a return visit to cross the Tiber to the Forum, the Colosseum, the Pantheon, Spanish Steps or the grounds of the Villa Borghese? No, not us either.

Owner has some health issues which are causing us both concern, so it has been nice to get away and just wander around Rome at our leisure. We had planned to head out to Ostia Antica today to see more Roman ruins but there is a 24 hour transport strike and so that particular plan has been postponed until tomorrow.

All there has been to do, therefore, is to enjoy the simple pleasures of pizza, pasta, beer, people watching, sightseeing, shopping, avoiding being run over - mostly successfully, i experienced the mild indignity of managing to be run over by a small hand-pulled cart, oh and making the occasional appearance in a dress or skirt.

The latter were fun to do although one look at the Roman cobbled streets was enough for Owner to forbid the wearing of the stripper heels i had brought along and to instead insist on the far more sensible option of my wearing trainers. Anyway, here i am in the backstreets of the Trastevere district:

And then the next day in the grounds of the Villa Borghese, during which my knickers ended up down around my knees - luckily for me the police car did not pass by at exactly that moment but about 30 seconds later, just as i was putting my jeans back on!

with my knickers around my knees

In the meantime, here are a few photos of the eternal city

with Owner at the Trevi Fountain

 

The place we are staying in also has a little outdoor space, perfect for naked dancing in

 We still have just under two days left before we head back home to London.