Home Working Wearing Only A Corset + 200 Days And Counting

Owner set me an interesting challenge this week, namely to work from home wearing only a corset. i say interesting because whilst working from home i always have Teams or Zoom calls to join and it would most likely give my colleagues or others on the call a bit of a surprise had they seen me sitting there in just a corset.

i could, of course, have switched off the camera on my laptop so that others on the call could hear but not see me. However, where would be the fun in that? i also think it would not have come across well, especially in meetings that i was leading, to have been invisible to others.

So i did site there in just my corset, but i positioned myself so that only my head and the top if my neck was visible. By holding that position my bare shoulders could not be seen or the top of the corset itself. It did mean, however, that one false move on my part and......well my colleagues and others will have seen me as they never have before:)

Thankfully, four meetings later and no such mishap occurred.

i was not, however, completely naked save for the corset. It is a freezing cold day here in London today so i also wore a pair of warm winter hold-ups and my new snuggly boot slippers. The pictures below show me working

would you jump on a Teams call with me?

And this picture shows my full how working outfit for today

In fact, the new snuggly boot slippers that Owner bought for me have been a God send in the current cold weather. Here is another picture of me wearing them, this time taken by Owner using the surveillance camera whilst i was sweeping the floors early this morning

Meanwhile, today marks 200 days since my last orgasm (real or ruined). 200 days that have also mostly been spent locked 24/7 in chastity. What do i hope for? That maybe one day my 'Days since last orgasm' counter on the blog will tick past 300, 500, 750, 1000, 2000, 5000, 10000 etc etc days and i get to spend every day for the rest of my life locked and denied. Not many will understand such a wish on my part, but there are a few blog readers out there who will. However, it is not for me to decide. Owner is the decision maker on this as with all other matters. Whatever She decides will be but for me, the longer i am kept denied, the happier, hornier and naughtier i become.

Time Away and Together

Owner and i were briefly parted for a few days over the last weekend when, as a belated 80th birthday present, i travelled with my Mum to Copenhagen where we met up with my sister (who joined us from Spain) to spend a few days in the city. i booked the three of us into an AirBnB. It would be my first time with just my mum and sister in years. What could possibly go wrong?

As it transpired, it went well. There was a mini-heatwave which meant that i was in shorts and light tops the whole time. So what? You might ask. Well it meant that my Mum got to see and ask questions about the tattoos on my body, especially the one on my upper right thigh that says 'Owned' and has Owners initials. Or the anklet tattoo with the half-moon pendant, symbolising femininity. Neither commented on the fact that i wore make-up the whole time of that the padded bra that i also wore was clearly visible at times through the thin cotton white blouse that i was wearing.

posing in Tivoli Gardens

Feasting on an enormous, hundreds and thousands coated ice-cream (i only managed 1/3 of it)

The whole time we were away it was also always me that was making breakfast, pouring drinks, washing up and cleaning/tidying the apartment i.e. my 'service-self' was also on full display.

It was lovely to be able to be seen by them as my 'true' slightly feminine and domesticated self.

Talking of feminine. The hot weather seemed to have brought half of Copenhagen out onto the canal and dockside in their bikini's (the women were mostly all topless) and swim trunks. The Danes are an annoyingly attractive bunch, tall, slim, golden tans etc and i have to confess to a pang of jealousy and envy that it wasn't me, out wearing my bikini too in the city centre too.

i really missed Owner whilst i was with my mum and sister and hated being apart from Her. Luckily, the trip did not last long and we were soon reunited again. She expects me to be by Her side and that is where i am happiest. There should now be no further periods when we are apart until Christmas.

This weekend it is my Dad's 83rd and so Owner and i are travelling down to Devon to see him. After that, my family obligations are over (i hope) for a good few months and i can keep my focus solely on serving Owner as Her wife and maid. We are hosting Her sister and her partner for a week in September which will also hopefully provide an opportunity to show my sister-in-law what a well-trained wife her sister has. i am already looking forward to waiting on them and helping make their stay an enjoyable and stress-free one.

Meanwhile, i leave you with a picture of me from earlier in the week when i was instructed to just wear a corset and my work blouse with nothing underneath for the day.

 

A Spontaneous Slut

Like many people i work a lot from home. This was true to an extent before the pandemic but then became normalised during the lockdown. Since then, whilst i do sometimes go into the office or attend face-to-face meetings and events, i try to keep such forays to a minimum. In part, this is because i know Owner prefers me to be at home as Her stay at home wife. 

At home you will pretty much always find me wearing a skirt during the day until i change into a tunic to do my household chores in the evening. At first i was terrified at the thought of being seen wearing such an outfit at home by anyone other than Owner. But that, as they say, was then.

Over the years many, many different service engineers, builders, electricians, decorators, delivery people etc have seen me dressed in what has become my normal everyday attire whilst i am at home. i have grown quite accustomed to interacting with them whilst fully made up wearing blouses, bras,  stockings and panties (with locked clit) that are quite visible beneath my typically short skirts,as i lead them upstairs into our apartment. What they make of me i don't know. Only one ever asked questioned me directly on the topic of what i was wearing, an electrician who asked if my wife knew - answer, yes of course!

Take today for example. We had a decorator due in. i was working home alone, Owner was in Her office. When he arrived i greeted him, ushered him into the flat, offered to make him a tea (so very English) and chatted for a bit with him all whilst wearing make-up, panties and bra, shortish skirt, hold-ups, blouse and a pair of flats - oh and with my hair tied up in a ponytail. This is pretty normal now for me

in our kitchen dressed in my usual attire

decorator painting in doorway behind me

As i say, this has become quite normal for me.

However, earlier in the week Owner instructed me to wear a corset under my work blouse with no skirt underneath. This was on another day when She was at Her office and i was working from home. You can see what i was wearing in the picture below, taken just after i had showered:

showing off my green corset

It was also a day when i knew we were expecting to receive at least two separate parcel deliveries during the day. Accordingly, i messaged Owner asking Her whether i should put a skirt on to receive the packages when they were delivered or to keep it? Her response came in the form of a gif which read, and i quote, "You're fine being a spontaneous slut". 

So a spontaneous slut i was. i answered the door wearing just my stockings, corset, bra, blouse and panties...oh and my pink chastity cage of course...but minus a skirt. i think the UPS man had a bit of a surprise when he saw me! i took immediately after taking delivery of the parcel

dressed as i was when i answered the door

i think it is fair to say that i was somewhat sluttily attired :)

Incidentally, a charity collector also rang the doorbell later in the day just when i was expecting the second parcel to arrive. They were also greeted by the sight of little 'ol me in the same outfit, or lack of! Maybe it will put off such annoying cold callers.

So the moral of the story is (aside from the fact that clearly i have none) that not only have i  grown to become comfortable wearing short skirts around strangers, but appearing half-dressed before them is not so terrifying either. Whatever next?

Sad News and Good Times

Yesterday i awoke to read the sad news about the passing of fellow blogger Sissy Kaaren. As you can tell from the list of condolence messages on Kaaren's many blogs Kaaren was someone who touched many hearts writing about life as a feminine submissive to Mrs K. Kaaren was a regular commenter on this blog and we exchanged the occasional email but never actually got to meet. Nevertheless, i along with some other bloggers that Kaaren followed, would occasionally find myself 'starring' in one of the many little stories or scenes Kaaren wrote about. 

Kaaren's writing about married life with Mrs K, and the many things they got up to over the years gave a marvelous insight into their relationship and, i am sure, helped many readers struggling to come to terms with their own sissy nature. Kaaren was also very funny and had a keen eye for the absurd. More recently Mrs K began to make her own brief appearances in Kaaren's blogs authoring posts herself but for the most part the blogs were full of Kaaren's thoughts and fantasies. That is until Kaaren became ill and Mrs K took over to provide Kaaren's many loyal readers with updates on Kaaren's progress. Just as she did to relay the sad news of Kaaren's passing. i, along with many others, will miss Kaaren and my condolences go to the loved ones Kaaren left behind, Mrs K especially.

On a happier note. Owner and i ended up unexpectedly getting a little drunk in a local pub before heading to a restaurant for pizza yesterday. We had only meant to go out for a walk around a local park, an opportunity for me to stretch my legs after having been chained and caged at Owners feet for about an hour after completing all my chores for the day.

On the way back from the walk Owner suggested that we stop for a drink and, well one led to another, then another and another and before you know it we were both a little tipsy and engaged in our favourite activity, namely gossiping and commenting about others in the bar. There was an engagement party in full-swing which gave us plenty of outfits for us to pass judgement on. What the other drinkers made of me in my pink collar etc is another matter!

me in the pub

Mind you, none of the other drinkers would have known that not only was i wearing a bra (which was obvious) but that my titties were also adorned with a set of weighted plastic cherries affixed to the ends of the chain that hangs between my tits, tugging deliciously on my nipples. The photos below, obviously not taken in the pub, show off my cherries

the cherries that hang from my nipple chain

tugging gently on my nipple

It was not just my nipples that were colourful. My butt cheeks were still a little pink from the caning they received after work on Friday as part of my regular weekly disciplining. Owner coloured my bottom and the backs of my thighs nicely by striking me hard and repeatedly.

painted bottom and thighs

Meanwhile, earlier in the week Owner instructed me to wear a corset for work, which i gladly did. You can see me in my outfit below.

Corset on

and fully dressed

Today i have been busy cooking and cleaning. However, at one point i found myself with nothing to do and, with no further requests from Owner, i chained and locked myself up into my cage as i am now expected to do. Before doing so, however, i made one small change. i have noticed that when i am chained up in my cage i get quite fidgety and move about quite a bit, trying different positions etc. Owner hates noise and i know that my moving, and the consequent clanking of my chains was not acceptable. i needed to try and train myself to remain still and learn to be able to hold myself on all fours for an extended period of time. To help accomplish this i, perhaps counter-intuitively, attached a small cow-bell that Owner and i bought on a past trip to Switzerland to the leather collar i wear when caged. The slightest movement on my part sets the cow-bell off making it an ideal training aid to learn to be still. Today i was able to remain in position on all fours for much longer thanks to having the cow bell in place to dissuade me from moving. i did still need to make some small movements to maintain circulation in my limbs but learnt to do these very slowly to avoid triggering the bell.

This afternoon, Owner also had me posing for a photoshoot. i will post some pictures from this in my next blog post

Finally, i am pleased to report that as week two of Owner's new regime draws to a close i am continuing to perform well. i have been studying Spanish everyday, kept on top of my chores and undertaken some additional ones too and have got into the habit of chaining myself in my cage when i am not needed and my tasks are done. i have also adjusted to my reduced time online and have found it has freed me up to do other, more useful activities at home. It is still early days as Owner keeps reminding me but i am pleased with my progress to date.

So, farewell Sissy Kaaren and take care one and all.

A Trip To Lithuania

Owner and i have just returned from a short trip to Lithuania. We stayed in the capital Vilnius in a lovely hotel in the old town called the Artagonist hotel. It was a fabulous place to stay in. We also did a couple of day trips out, one to another city called Kaunas and another to the site of a reconstructed historical castle in a lake at a place called Trakai. You can see some pictures from our trip later in the blog post.

Unfortunately, i was not able to make any snow angels whilst we were there on account of there being no snow! It is normally about minus 6-10 degree celsius in Vilnius this time of year but instead was a balmy plus 4 degrees.  i did, at least, get to wear my long padded winter coat again, something for which there has been no need to use in London this year where the weather has been even milder. The world is definitely getting warmer.

i was lucky on the trip in that Owner did a quick photoshoot of me in the hotel room and balcony. i was even luckier in that She let me feast on Her delicious derrier as She pleasured Herself after first having had me felate a dildo and spanked my caged clitty. It is now well over a year (14 months and counting) since i was last allowed to cum, it looks like orgasm denial has well and truly become the new normal for me.

Here are some pictures from our trip. First, from the photoshoot:

spanking skirt and heels

on the balcony - hello Vilnius!

The corset makes me almost look like i have breasts

Looking down across the old town in Vilnius

Vilnius bell tower and Cathedral (one of many, many churches)

Kaunas

Trakai Castle

There was also lots of opportunity to sample some of the delicious, and hearty, food and drinks whilst we were there. One of our favourite places to eat in was a cafe called Sugamour. Here i am outside

in my long winter coat

There was also time for a bit of silliness on the trip too, like this moment when i was sat astride a wooden rocking-zebra (obviously)

yee - hah!

In short, we had a great little trip.

Venus in Corset

Yesterday Owner and i went to the theatre to watch the production of Venus in Fur starring David Oakes and Natalie Dormer [of Game of Thrones fame]. Although the production had received some mixed reviews we both thoroughly enjoyed it and it received a deserved standing ovation at curtain call.

What made the experience all the more enjoyable was that Owner had instructed me to wear a corset, hold-ups and be pantyless for the show, and subsequent pub drinks and restaurant meal. In fact the whole day was one huge treat and Owner and i thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. i also wore my padded bra the whole time. You can see what i looked like below:

in the theatre

showing a little bit of cleavage

the beautiful interior of the Theatre Royal Haymarket

Natalie Dormer spent much of her performance in stockings, suspenders and a basque and i spent much of the time thinking what fun it would be to be similarly attired in front of a live audience, but then i have always been something of an exhibitionist!

The corset ended up being on for over six hours before i eventually had to remove it (with Owners permission and insistence) during the meal in the restaurant. It is a steel boned under bust one which i had tightly laced, but tight lacing and beef medallions do not mix.

The treats continued this morning with Owner sitting on my face and riding my tongue for Her pleasure, having already had fun with Her vibrator, until She came. However, this time, and unusually, as She rode my mouth She also instructed me to masturbate to orgasm. It has been over a month since i last came and i did so copiously.

Then to top things off when i walked into the kitchen to start making breakfast i saw that it was snowing outside, winter is coming!

Saturday Night Fever

Owner and i had such a wonderful day yesterday which ended with us both dancing the night away in the art deco splendor of the Rivoli Ballroom in South London at the wonderful Magic Theatre Ball. The day started well with us both lounging around in bed after having been out for a few drinks the night before at a local bar. However, after a short while Owner grew restless and began to tease and caress me until She had my little clit bulging right out of its metal cage. Even Owner seemed surprised at quite how aroused i evidently was as evidenced by the bulging and engorged flesh protruding out through the bars of the cage!

Suitably impressed by Her actions Owner then turned to pleasure Herself with Her vibrator whilst also issuing the following intrsuction;

'Lick my arse!'

Are there any better words in the English language? There is nothing that gives me greater pleasure or satisfaction than to bury my tongue between Owners wonderful cheeks and probe and lick Her delicious derriere, my clitty safely locked away and denied so that all my attention is rightly focussed on Her satisfaction. Owner then brought Herself to a juddering orgasm through a combination of Her vibrator and my oral ministrations - it was a lovely way to start a day.

A while ago Owner had discovered an irregular nightclub/ball that takes place in a local 1930s art deco ballroom that opens a few times a year for such events (incidentally its interior features in the new Lana De Ray song - Burning Desire). The night in question is a combination of cabaret, live band and retro pop - what makes it such a fantastic night out though is its happy and eclectic mix of gay, straight, trans, CD and all in-between patrons. We were both excited at the idea of going and last night was THE night.

We had the most fantastic time, i have not danced so much in years and years and it was wonderful to go somewhere all dressed up and yet which was so close to where we live too and so didn't require a massive trek across London. The following are some pictures from the evening, including a rare (for this blog) shot of my beautiful Owner. We will most definitely be going back

me all dressed up

my gorgeous Owner

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

strutting my stuff [Edit by Owner - this shot sums up poppets personality]

It was a thoroughly enjoyable night out and one we would both highly recommend.