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.

Enduring Pain for Owner

One of Owners' expectations of me is that i am to endure pain. Owner enjoys inflicting it and finds caning, whipping, beating. spanking etc my backside, the backs of my legs, my breasts and my clitty and labia and so forth to be exciting and arousing for Her. She also enjoys the thrill of electrocuting me and watching me squirm.

As for me, well i am not a natural pain slut but i have come to welcome and embrace the ritual of being hurt by Her. It is a very physical and obvious manifestation of Her dominance and authority over me that She can and does beat me for Her own pleasure and enjoyment. That She does so and that She will continue striking or zapping me even if i protest or beg Her to stop is something that i am in awe of. 

Owner has come a long way in that regard. She was, at first, concerned about hurting me. That did not last long and She rapidly evolved into a woman and Owner who was prepared to and will hurt and mark Her property i.e. me as She wishes. Meanwhile, i have become proud of my increased ability to withstand pain, to grit my teeth and grip the top of the sofa tighter as a fresh strike bears down on my reddened flesh.

Today She inflicted pain of a different variety, choosing to strike my exposed and vulnerable 'labia' with the twin metal evil sticks before electrocuting my tits. My skirt was lifted up, my panties removed and my legs secured to prevent me from thrashing around. Owner then struck me on my most sensitive bits between my legs one hundred times with the evil sticks. After my subsequent tit electrocution Owner chastised me for my continued low pain tolerance when it comes to being electrocuted by Her. Something i must learn to get better at enduring during 2026.

Here are some images from today's reminder of who is in charge 

the twin metal evil sticks resting on my buttocks

Owners target hang exposed and vulnerable between my securely spread legs, She struck them one hundred times

nervously waiting for my tits to be electrocuted

My proudest moment came when Owner and i went to the Dungeon back in October and Owner deployed a very thick and long cane that thudded hard against me and left my bottom and the backs of my thighs covered in deep purple bruises that last well over a week. Even Owner was quite shocked at how marked i was the day after. In truth though, i loved it and was so, so proud to have been left bruised at Her hands.

my buttocks were still heavily bruised days after my dungeon beating

However, even those bruises faded, as all bruises eventually do, over time.

There is, however, another form of pain that i endure for Owner that leaves a mark that is not temporary in nature but which will, instead be visible and present for the remainder of my life. i refer of course to tattoos.

Owner loves to have me marked with symbols of Her ownership of me, my submission to Her and of my femininity. i currently have 11 tattoos, 9 of which were done at Owners request and to Her specification/design. Of the two that were not, both are legacies of that time in my life when Owner and i were unknown to each other (up until the year when we both turned 35 years old). 

The first such pre-Owner tattoo is on my left upper arm and was the first tattoo i ever had done. i got it when i was 22 years old. At the time i actually had no intention of getting a tattoo. i had gone into the parlour on behalf of a friend of mine to enquire about piercings as she was interested in getting one. i got the information i sought but also somehow ended up leaving with a tattoo. i later came to realise that the design sort of looks similar to the Bacardi logo - ironically i have never drunk Bacardi in my life. However, i don't mind it and, most importantly, neither does Owner.

The second of these pre-Owner tattoos was done during the brief window of time when Her and i were known to each other but at the time were 'just friends'.  It is located on my lower abdomen, just below my belly button. Owner has never liked it and advised me that She wanted me to get it covered over.

Which brings me to what is happening on Tuesday this week. After discussing ideas with Owner i had a consultation with a tattooist at the end of last year about a cover-up tattoo. It will need to be quite big as the existing tattoo stretches across my abdomen. The current one also contains colour so the cover-up will also need to incorporate colour as well.

What Owner and i agreed was that the cover-up design must better reflect my femininity, ideally incorporating flowers and also a half-crescent moon design. Given that the tattoos around my breasts frame these using laurel leaves we also thought that incorporating a laurel element could look good.

i discussed all of this with the tattooist during a consultation with her in November and then subsequently sent her some examples of women with lower abdomen flower and half-crescent etc tattoos that i had come across on Pinterest and which i liked. i also discussed with her my desire to also drop some of the design of the cover-up lower down my abdomen so that it is level with my hip and pelvis.

The tattooist warned me that it will be a painful tattoo to have done as lower abdomen tattoos can be more painful. i remember when the original was done that the process was painful. It will also take a while, potentially 5-6 hours.

As was the case in October when i had the lock tattoo done on my left upper buttock i will also be in chastity and, as was the case then, there will be no way of hiding that fact from the tattooist given where on my body she will be working.

i am nervously excited about the procedure but Owner and i both hope that the resulting design will be prettier than the current and a more appropriate reflection of my feminine self. i hope it will make my lower body more appealing on the eye for Her and can't wait for the day when i can show it off in public in a bikini.

Obviously blog readers will also be privy to the new tattoo and i look forward to receiving your comments and thoughts on it after it has been done.

For me, it will also be another opportunity to endure pain for Owner and be left permanently marked to reflect me as Her decorative wife. 

Stainless Steel Python Nub Chastity Device Review

This year i seem to have gone through a succession of chastity devices as, one after another, devices that at first seemed promising subsequently broke. All were lightweight micro devices and all were either 3-D printed or plastic. One exception was a very pretty metal device, however, it was very heavy and my little clit escaped from it easily.

i was close to despairing of finding a good 'forever', or at least long-term, device when i stumbled across the python nub in stainless steel. i had already tried the plastic version which, although comfortable the twin locking pins had sheared and broken within less than a fortnights wear. i reasoned that a stainless steel version would be stronger. So, with Owners consent, i went ahead and ordered the Python nub in stainless steel from a seller on ebay.

 

So, the million dollar question. What do i think? 

Actually, i love it. Being made of stainless steel it is obviously heavier than its plastic counterpart. But it is not too heavy. It is also very robust with no sign of any wear and tear after nearly a month of use. i bought it with a base ring of 43mm. The only smaller size base ring offered was 38mm. i knew from past experience that 38mm would be too small and tight. The perfect size ring for my anatomy would be 41mm so that it hugs my flesh and keeps everything in place without the device slipping. As it is the 43mm ring is lose enough for the cage to slide forward slightly. However, never enough for my little clit to ever be able to pop out. It remains locked securely in place at all times.

One thing i found with some micro plastic cages was that my clit would sometimes 'bully' its way free when experiencing early morning arousal, resulting in me waking up to an unsightly and unseemly little erection. There is no such chance with the Python nub. No matter how excited my little clit tries to get it stays contained and restrained within its stainless steel shell.

The nub size has a wonderful flat profile so that, under tight clothing all that can really be seen are the soft twin bulges of my two 'labia' plums, with my clit held flat and firmly in place between them. It makes for a pleasingly invisible clit.

One of the best things, however, about the Python nub is how it holds/restrains my clit flat against the body rather than squashing it up/compressing it as some of the micro cages i had did. These were fine until you needed to pee. Having your clit permanently squashed resulted in two things. First, you were never quite sure where your wee would squirt as you sat down to empty your bladder. Secondly, even when you thought you had finished there would often still be some liquid trapped inside your squashed tube, liquid that would eventually, find its way out. This heightened the risk of unfortunate accidents unless you were really careful to try and thoroughly shake/wiggle anything you could to be sure you truly were 'done' after peeing and that no sudden leakage would occur after you had pulled your panties up. Anyway, with the Python nub this has never once happened. Although it holds the clit down flat it does not squash or compress it completely allowing for a free flow of urine. When you think you have stopped and your bladder is empty, you truly have. There are no sudden surprises waiting to wet your panties.

Being stainless steel also means the device is super hygienic and is unlikely to discolour or risk developing odours as can happen with plastic/3D printed ones. The downside is that it would, i am sure, trigger an airport security screen so unless you enjoy explaining why your crotch is beeping you would be best temporarily swapping it for a plastic device until safe to reinstall the metal Python nub.

All in all, i think this is a great device. It looks nice, is practical and comfortable, keeps everything securely in place and tucked away without creating risks/uncertainty when you go for a wee. i love it.

In other news.

This week i have continued to do all of my chores etc to Owners satisfaction. i once again had to present myself to Owner and self-spank my caged clitty with a heavy wooden spoon one hundred times and then chill my hot, sore 'bits' with two ice-cubes, held pressed against them until each had fully melted.

On Thursday i spent part of my evening, as is now usual, chained in my dog cage in the kitchen whilst Owner relaxed and enjoyed some time undisturbed in the lounge. Additional weights were added to the S hooks suspended from my nipple rings in the form of a heavy solid metal chain together with the usual small metal chain and iron bell. These hung suspended below my stretched tits for nearly an hour.

The next day i was curious as to the actual weight i that had hung suspended from my tits. The answer, 750g 

On Friday i was electrocuted by Owner after She first spanked my caged clit with Her favourite leather paddle as i prostrated myself naked and greeted Her return from Her early morning walk by kissing Her feet. i have now learnt to spread my legs wide so that She can freely strike me between them. Greeting Her in this manner has become a fully establish weekday routine that we both love.

Then on Friday evening i had my weekly caning.

Today, Saturday the 6th, Owners' sister and her boyfriend arrive. They are staying with us until the 15th of September. So we have a week of sightseeing and entertaining ahead of us. It will also give me an opportunity to further practice my Spanish.

i will continue to serve, obey and submit to Owner, just discretely. Yes, i can sometimes be discrete! 

Oh, and one final thing. i am booked in to be tattooed again on Saturday the 20th of September. It is an anniversary gift from Owner and a wonderfully appropriate design to add to my growing collection of permanent marks from Owner. i am really looking forward to being inked again.

The Great Concealment + Pissed On By Owner

Next weekend Owners' sister and Her partner are arriving from Spain to stay with us for just over a week. We are both looking forward to hosting them. It is an excuse to take time off work and enjoy London as a tourist. We will also be taking them to Bristol and Bath.

Owner's sister and boyfriend are lovely people but they know almost nothing of the true nature of Owner and my relationship. i say 'almost nothing' as Her sister did once see some pictures of me that were not meant for Her eyes! Owner and i also rarely host others so our flat is littered with objects and items that leave little to the imagination these that it is actually quite a challenge for us to spot things that others might seem strange. i once shocked my Dad when he came to stay when i nonchalantly poured my breakfast cereals into my dog bowl whilst talking to him only to suddenly realise how strange it must look that a) i was eating from a dog bowl especially as b) we did not, and never have had, a dog.

The good news is that our flat has a massive loft so Owner and i have spent some of the weekend ferrying an assortment of objects, items and clothing up into the loft. Owners guests will be staying in Her bedroom and we will spend the week in the spare box room. This necessitates emptying out my wardrobe for them to use. 

That aside, life has continued its happy routine since we returned from our trip to Norfolk. i have kept up with all my chores and tasks. On Thursday evening i was locked away naked in my new dog cage whilst Owner relaxed watching TV and catching up with Her family on the phone. At one point She came to see me and stroked and caressed my naked buttocks and caged clit, causing me to part my legs and wiggle my bottom in excitement, like a bitch on heat. This caused the cowbell suspended on S hooks from my nipple piercings and the other attached to my leather collar to clank noisily, an aural indication of my aroused and excitable state! Owner departed leaving me chained up, horny, frustrated and alone on all fours. Drool leaking from my gagged mouth. It was daylight when i was sent to my cage and dark when Owner allowed me out to re-join Her.

On Friday Owner spanked me between my legs with Her favourite leather paddle after returning from Her early morning walk as i prostrated myself naked in worshipful greeting, kissing and licking Her wet and muddy shoes. She then electrocuted me on my clit. Later that day She administered my weekly maintenance beating, using Her favourite cane to create some neat stripes across my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. 

After finishing putting stuff away in the loft i then attended to the hedge at the front of our building which has grown a little unruly and was in need of a trim. i managed to avoid falling off the ladder!

We ended the day with a bit of a circular walk around the neighbourhood in search of a bar we could drink and gossip in that wasn't a) hired for a private function or b) had a DJ set playing. We did eventually find one.

Out for drinks with Owner

and showing off my new reading glasses

Today, Sunday, after completing my usual studies and exercises after breakfast i then prepared lunch for Owner. Meanwhile, She spent some time finalising Her design ideas for a new tattoo She will have  commissioned for my body. It will be Her 20th anniversary gift to me. i am looking forward to, once again, being inked with one of Owners designs. Another symbol of Her ownership of me.

Later in the afternoon Owner had me strip off and go into the shower so that She could use me as Her human urinal. It was wonderful. Owner said that She loves to piss on me. i love to be pissed on by Her and to also get to consume Her delicious golden wine.

How i love being my Owners' piss slut. [Comment by Owner - you look so cute, like a real duck]

The Glorious 16th

Yesterday was the 16th, that day of the month when dice get rolled and outdoor challenges (and this month chastity as well) fates are decided. It was also the day when another new chastity device arrived for me, more on that to come. But first, the outdoor challenge.

The dice threw up quite an easy challenge for me to complete, in the form of a bra flash. Owner had already planned to take me to lunch and then to an exhibition in town and so said we could do the challenge together, Her photographing, on route to the railway station to head in central London. So here i am, flashing my bra in our neighbourhood on the way into central London;

Incidentally, the t-shirt i am wearing is this Gremlins one that Owner bought for me, i think it is super cute

Brief poses and bra flash completed we headed to the station and caught the train to Waterloo. We arrived a little early and so had time to have a short walk around before heading for lunch. i, of course, could not resist a pose or two!

by the London Eye

After lunch by the Thames we then headed to the Hayward Gallery to see the Yoshitomo Nara exhibition.It was really excellent. The exhibition closes soon. Owner and i would both highly recommend it.

An hour or so perusing art was followed by a walk up the Thames towards London Bridge and then a detour over to Bermondsey for some drinks, conversation and people watching (Owner decried the absence of attractive men) before we returned home. It was a wonderful day out with my beautiful Owner.

drinks in a Bermondsey pub

Which brings me onto chastity. Earlier in the day the chastity dice was rolled and a change of regime introduced, namely to just being locked on weekdays until the 16th September, when the chastity dice will be rolled again. However, whilst we were out in town a new device was delivered. This required testing and so i was locked into it. It is a metal nub version of the Python chastity device. i have previously had the plastic version but, although it was very comfortable, it broke. Hopefully this stainless steel version will prove to be more resilient!

still in my nightie and dressing gown

Earlier in the week i also spent part of my day plugged whilst working, at Owners request. i love being plugged and i love the feel of my heavy metal butt plug inside of me

Thursday this week was a really special day as this saw me sent to my cage for the first time under Owner's newly instigated weekly lock-up regime. After completing my evening chores post-dinner i stripped naked and retired to the kitchen to spend time locked in my new dog crate whilst Owner relaxed and enjoyed some time to Herself. My ankles and wrists were cuffed and chained and i wore my heavy leather collar from which was suspended a metal cow bell. Another hung from two metal S shaped hooks suspended from my nipple rings. The bells ensure that, if i move, i make a noise - something Owner hates - so i have to stay still.

i wasn't gagged this time with the 'horse-bit' gag, so i didn't need the little bucket to catch the drool that streams from my mouth when gagged that way, but next week and thereafter i will be. i mentioned to Owner that She could set-up a small surveillance camera to monitor/keep an eye on me when i am locked. She is considering the idea.

Then on Friday i again spent the day with the electro torture device secured tightly around my clit, enabling Owner to electrocute me via the device's remote control at any time She wished. Even when She does not electrocute me simply wearing the device and knowing that, at any minute She might decide to do so, is a powerful reminder of Her control.

Today, after making and serving lunch for Owner She administered a maintenance caning using the heavier and thicker cane, striking it repeatedly across my buttocks and the backs of my thighs.

post-caning

Owner also announced a new period of enhanced monitoring to ensure that i further improve my development as Her housewife. Specifically, and in Her owns words, for the remainder of the month She expects there to be:

'Never a speck of dirt in the sink. This will be monitored 3 times a day: morning, afternoon and evening. Failure to comply, ie any dirt in the sink during inspection, will result in an instant caning and/or electrocution'. 

It is wonderful to experience Owner raising the bar when it comes to the standards She expects of me!

Later in the afternoon Owner took me out to accompany Her on a brief walk around the park and to buy Her a coffee before we returned home and i resumed my cleaning duties, this time washing down and cleaning all of the exterior window sills and the windows. Owner rewarded for me work me with a delicious, crisp glass of Her fresh piss.

It has been a lovely, busy weekend.

Great News - I Got Caned Again!

It might seem odd to write a celebratory post about the fact that i got caned by Owner at the weekend, surely that isn't a good thing, is it? Well, in this case, yes it is a very good thing to have happened. Let me explain why.

Being caned, whipped, spanked, paddled etc was a regular part of my and Owners lives. Most weeks, typically on a Friday, i would be found bent over the sofa or the bed as Owner set to work on my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. It was rarely if ever a punishment, just a weekly reminder of who was in charge i.e. Owner.

In addition, whereas at first Owner had been somewhat reluctant to strike me hard, She had quickly come to really enjoy, even get aroused, by hurting me. It soon became a regular and established part of my submission and development as Owner set out to increase my ability to tolerate pain. i am not, by nature, a masochist.

All was going well and Owner was getting off on striking me harder and i was getting better at just 'dealing with it' i.e. the pain when disaster struck. Owner developed a frozen shoulder in Her dominant arm and was no longer able to wield anything, let alone strike me as Her shoulder progressively locked up. This was the case from late autumn last year, all through the winter and into the spring when eventually Her shoulder began to 'unlock'. Fast forwards to today and, although not fully recovered, Her shoulder has sufficient movement to enable Her to freely strike me again. Because it had been a while Owner used the lighter, whippier 'teachers' cane and was cautious in Her stroke play. For me, after such a long time having passed since i was last caned, it hurt but i once again stayed in place and accepted without demur or protest Owners right to strike me whenever She wishes. i counted off the strokes and then thanked Her.

the return of red stripes across my buttocks and the backs of my thighs

 i am really thrilled that Owner is recovered enough to cane me again and i anticipate a return to having to once more learn to tolerate increased levels of pain administered by Her. 

Talking of pain, Owner and i also headed out on Sunday morning to go blackberrying in one of our local parks. In previous years we have collected quite a bountiful free harvest, however, this years crop was less plentiful and harder to get. i also, somewhat stupidly, opted to wear shorts - Owner was far more sensible. The result was that the bramble thorns and stinging nettles had fun lacerating my legs (and arms) as i tried to pick the most succulent berries. My legs were left somewhat bloodied and scratched but between us Owner and i did manage to get a small harvest.

ouch!

the fruits of our labours

We might return again next weekend as lots of sunshine is forecast so hopefully more fruit will have ripened ready to make summer pudding or add to yoghurts etc.

Lazy Sunday

Just as Owner and i enjoyed a relaxed and somewhat lazy Saturday so too has Sunday been equally languorous. After breakfast i completed my Spanish studies and then did my exercises, which left my glutes burning. i then set about sweeping and mopping the floors.

Today Owner treated me by preparing lunch for us both. It was delicious, She is an excellent cook. Afterwards we then went for a walk in the park and around the neighbourhood and then stopped in a cafe and had a coffee. Returning home i then spent some time recording a party style make-up Tik-Tok tutorial video. Owner had required that i make such a video for Her as my monthly entertainment/treat for Her. i showed Her my efforts which amused Her greatly. i won't post the video here as it is quire long (10mins) but it was good fun to do. For Her next treat i have been instructed to organise a day-trip for the two of us.

Video completed Owner then provided me with a treat in the form of a glass of Her urine to drink before having me bend over on the sofa to receive my weekly maintenance disciplining. She used Her heavy cane this time which coloured my bottom and the backs of my thighs nicely and left my cheeks quite flushed.

It was the first caning i have received since i went down with Covid and i am grateful to Owner for having beaten me as She did. Painful as they are to receive i have come to love my weekly maintenance caning/spanking and it is wonderful to be back on my knees receiving a beating from Her.

My caning was swiftly followed-up by being spanked on my 'labia' with one of Owners wooden serving spoons. i was much less well behaved for this. Whilst i managed to stay still for my caning i ended up squirming and wriggling all over the place as Owner attempted to spank my plums with the wooden spoon. Being spanked on my testicles produces an altogether different type of pain compared to being caned on my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. It is a pain that i find quite difficult to manage and thus i tend to try and stop myself from being hit down there, wriggling and trying to close my legs. 

Owner really had to hold me down and force my legs apart in order that She might beat me in the way that She wanted to between my legs. In hindsight i should have offered to lock my legs into the wooden stocks contraption to stop trying to escape from being struck. Instead i just squirmed and struggled against Owners grip. In the end She positioned on all fours and then sat on my ankles and brought the spoon sharply down against my bits. Stars exploded in my brain as She spanked my most sensitive bits. In the end Owner landed over sixty blows with Her wooden spoon between my legs, leaving me with sore and throbbing dangling bits as well as a hot bottom. i know i will still be pleasantly sore 'down there' for hours to come, i am lucky to be beaten by Her this way.

Later this evening i will turn my attention to the large pile of ironing that has accumulated and hang the last of the days washing to dry.

All in all it has been a lovely and enjoyable day.

Human Sex Toy

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.

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.

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. 

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. 

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.

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.

the cane and the salad server used against my bottom and bits

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.

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.

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

Chichester Cathedral

The city square

Inside the cathedral

a mini tugboat on the canal

View of the canal from a bridge - there is a Turner painting of this same view

Hoping all readers are well. Take care.

Pink, Piss and Pissed

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.

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.

Caning completed i thanked Owner by giving Her a back massage.

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

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. 

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.

i hope everyone else is having an equally enjoyable weekend?