Humiliated, Battered, Buggered, Caged and Accessorised

It has been an eventful 24 hours for yours truly and one that has left me in awe of Owner and feeling very horny, frustrated and happy. It all started last night when Owner instructed me to do take a walk around our bloc wearing a pair of her used knickers on my head. Now, we live in London so there are always people about, no matter the time of day and of course they are going to look at you wondering why you are out wearing panties on your head. Oh well, such is the life of the happy submissive.

So there i found myself, walking around our neighbourhood wearing a pair of Owner's panties as a hat. Actually, i could almost convince myself they looked a bit like a beret, except they didn't. No, it was just a case of front it out and look to all the world that wearing pants on your head is a perfectly normal thing to do, not humiliating at all!

walking round the neighbourhood with Owner's pants on my head

This morning, after breakfast and a delicious glass of Owner's finest golden nectar, i set about doing my tasks and chores. Owner advised me that i was to be given a spanking on my exposed plums before lunch with Her metal tenderising implement.

the metal plum/testicle/labia tenderiser

Now, i really struggle with his implement and have to be physically restrained whilst Owner hits my bits with it. It is painful and uncomfortable. To make matters worse, Owner decided to increase the number of strikes i was to receive on my hapless testes from one hundred to one hundred and fifty. i can assure you that being hit so many times with this implement on your bits is not an arousing experience, but a painful one.

However, i grinned, well groaned really, my way through it as Owner had also said that afterwards i was to be fucked by Her very large and long tentacle dildo. Now, there is nothing i like more than having my slutty pussy open out and stretched by a large dildo, especially one that can push deep into your colon. i am a total size whore and i love this dildo, love to be impaled on it.

Owner lubed the entrance of my pussy and eased the tentacle inside, instructing me to fuck myself on it whilst simultaneously fellating another dildo. However, no sooner was the end of Her enormous 'cock' inside me than She announced that She was gong to time me. i had five minutes in which to fuck myself. My excitement rose only for Her to state that She had no intention of allowing me to enjoy the experience, on the contrary She would beat me throughout.

For the next five minutes, as i fucked the tentacle in a futile effort to pleasure myself, Owner struck me with the metal tenderiser on my buttocks and then on my most sensitive bits again. Growing tired of the tenderiser She replaced it with one of my slippers, spanking my backside in time with my thrusts. 

As She battered my cheeks i let out cries of discomfort but the cock in my mouth meant that my cries of 'Ow!' were muffled. Three minutes in and with my testes now glowing hot from the pounding they had received and my cheeks starting to glow Owner reminded me that i was not to expect to enjoy being fucked.

All too soon the five minutes were up and i was left sore and really, really frustrated (it has now almost been six months since my last orgasm), whilst Owner was grinning happily having clearly enjoyed fucking and beating me.

the tentacle dildo that i love in my pussy

my very achy 'labia'

My pussy was still hot and wet and my 'labia' throbbing, swollen and sore when i served Owner Her lunch shortly after being fucked by Her. Then after clearing away the dishes She instructed me to get into my cage and 'get out of Her way'. As i knelt on in position, my ankles and cuffs bound, a heavy chain suspended from hooks through my piercings and with my mouth gagged all i could think about was what an amazing woman i had the great pleasure of submitting to and serving. My little clit throbbed in its cage contentedly and my gagged mouth drooled helplessly into my bucket.

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Later, when She released me, Owner then spent some time re-arranging my hair so that i might look cute and anime-like for Her. i am currently growing my hair so that it can be put into pigtails.

So all in all, quite the 24 hours!

 

How lucky i am to be able to get to live such a wonderful life with my Owner. Now it is time to give Owner a massage and pedicure.

A Rare and Unusual Sighting

No, i am not referring to the fact that today i walked around our neighbourhood with a pair of Owners' used panties on my head...more on that later. i am referring to the fact that yesterday, for a short period of time, i had a full erection.

You can tell what a rare occurrence it is for my little clit to actually get properly (by its standards) hard by the fact that i am writing a blog post about it. This is, in part, because Owner has made it quite clear that She no need of what She has calls my 'clitty'.  The only sexual organ of mine She requires is my tongue. My clit is not needed and is never, ever used. It has not been inside Her for over a dozen or so years.  My clit has become entirely redundant, a state of affairs that to me feels completely normal, natural and appropriate. i have become, what could be called, a born again virgin. 

As befits something that is redundant my clit spends most of its time locked securely away in a miniature chastity device, one so small as it ensures it is unable to get fully erect even if it wanted to. It does, of course, occasionally swell and grow a little inside its cage but a full erection is an impossibility. As a consequence i think it has learnt, over the years, to almost give up trying.

In fact, so used to being so confined has it become that even when it is unlocked, which Owner loves to sometimes do as She enjoys tormenting it, it remains resolutely tiny, flaccid and limp. The most it will generally ever does is swell a little bit. But what about when i touch or stimulate it when i am out of chastity i hear you ask? Well the answer is simple, i do not. Just as Owner does not use or need it for Her own pleasure, so too have i come to ignore it.

In chastity or out it is not unusual for me to feel horny and aroused. In fact, the longer it has been since Owner last drained me of semen then generally the hornier i become. This goes some way to explaining why i personally would choose to be kept permanently denied being allowed to orgasm, much as i might momentarily enjoy the rare occasions when i am permitted to ejaculate. However, whereas some people might masturbate in order to 'scratch their itch' this is not something i would even consider as an option, even when i am unlocked. Masturbation can lead to orgasm, which is not allowed. Instead, when i feel horny the most that i will do is push up my bra and caress my nipples or perhaps lightly spank my labia, no more. My clitty remains untouched and so rarely ever gets 'hard'. Quite the opposite of my nipples in fact which, unlike my clit, are quite big and plump and stiffen quickly and easily at the slightest touch.

So, the fact that i had what can only be described as a little 'hard-on' yesterday was very rare indeed. What caused my minor erection was that, under Owner's supervision, i was fucking my pussy with one of Her larger dildo's whilst at the same time She was gently striking my uncaged clit with a selection of Her canes and crops. My labia were already throbbing and sore from having having earlier had 20 mini wooden pegs attached to them and after which they were spanked one hundred times with Her leather fly swat whilst the mini wooden clothes pegs were still in situ. It was a painful experience and one that had left my clit and labia sore and throbbing. Accordingly, when Owner then began to cane my clit as i pumped Her large brown dildo in and out of my pussy my clit responded and started to stiffen.

It was, and is, an odd-sensation to see something come to life that spends most of its existence in a dormant state. It was a physically pleasurable experience, albeit one that also felt not quite right (more of that later), and i was soon starting to breath a little heavily as She brought Her canes down against my swelling flesh whilst i pushed Her fake brown cock deeper into me. i was positioned on my back on the sofa, legs spread and knees bent with Owner stood to one side so that She could more easily strike my clit and i could fuck myself. This continued for a short while and the more She struck my clit the harder and stiffer it became until it eventually grew to its full four inch potential..

Owner could tell by that point that i was clearly starting to get excited and aroused, always a dangerous thing. Although She does occasionally permit me to cum this is restricted to just a few times a year as it really is no good for me and my behaviour to be allowed to cum that often. Personally i think that never being permitted to ejaculate might really be best for me, however, Owner likes to occasionally force an orgasm out of me, possibly because of the noise i make when i do cum 'loudly like a whore' as She describes it. However, this was not to be such a time and my current run of just over 50 days since my last orgasm was not about to come to an end. Sensing my growing arousal Owner stopped caning and instructed me to stop fucking myself. Out of my pussy slipped the dildo, away went the canes and crops. After i finished cleaning up She instructed me to trim Her toe nails.

So yesterday was one of the (very) rare occasions when my little clit got hard. It was especially memorable because Owner allowed my clit to get fully hard before She stopped, making the denial that followed that much sweeter. However, seeing my clit like that also felt odd, wrong even. i am so used to seeing this tiny little thing (often hidden in its cage) that the sight of it was strange, almost as if i was looking at someone else's cock, albeit a small one. i have got to the point mentally where i don't really associate myself as having one anymore and it has long ceased to serve any purpose. It is totally redundant other than a toy for Owner to sometimes tease and play with. God, how i am rambling on!

i guess what i am trying to say is that my 'happy place' is very much one in which i am kept in a state of aroused denial. Orgasms do not do me any good and i always feel somewhat disappointed if and when i am permitted to cum, as physically enjoyable as that might briefly be 'in the moment'. It also feels wrong to see anything other than my little chastity device or a limp, flaccid clit between my legs. That is why it felt 'odd' to see my non-flaccid cock. Small as it is, even when fully erect, i am just used to seeing it in its limp state. Don't get me wrong, i don't ever want to lose my 'clit', have no desire to replace it with a different set of anatomy. But if if could shrink it further, make it smaller still somehow then i happily would. A micro clit with big, squishy labia/testes that were easier still for Owner to hit, now that would be good :)

i made a reference at the start of this extended thesis (and well done for getting this far if you are still reading) to wearing a pair of Owner's used knickers on my head. Well that is what i was instructed to do today, to walk around our block with them on top of my head. It was a good job that Owner secured them in place with some hair grips as it is quite windy today and they nearly blew away at one point! However, they stayed where they were and none of the people i walked past pointed and shouted 'look, person with panties on their head'. i do love it when Owner sets me these little 'challenging' things to do. 

Out and about with Owners' used knickers on my head

the hairgrips stopped the panties flying away!

Stay safe everyone and sorry this was a somewhat rambling post!

Roses Are Red....

Owner and i never really celebrate Valentine's Day. However, in a break with tradition and 'inspired' by the challenge that Owner had me complete today here is my short Valentine's poem (almost a haiku really it is so short) to the woman that i love and adore;

My Bottom Is Red

My 'Plums' They Are Blue

i Wore Your Knickers On My Head 

'Cause i Love And Submit To You

In case you are wondering what on earth i am talking about, today Owner instructed me to walk around our neighbourhood wearing a pair of Her used panties on my head, which i duly did

leaving our front garden and heading off with Owners' used knickers on my head

with Owners' used blue panties on my head

hello passing motorist

Countdown

Owner and i are counting down the days to the start of our Easter holiday. After this weekend we have one working day left and then we have a week off. Sadly, because of Covid restrictions we won't actually be travelling anywhere but we do have a number of activities planned, including two photoshoots (yippee!) and an Easter-egg hunt (double yippee!) together with some walks. Rumour has it that the latter might involve the giant tentacle anal dildo, just the prospect of which is enough to make me wet.

More importantly, however, next week also marks Owners' birthday so i will be trying to spoil Her rotten and ensuring that She has a thoroughly enjoyable time, which is just what She deserves. There will be cake and presents and other good stuff.

This week has been a relatively subdued one. We have both been busy with work. On Monday i was, once again, sent out to our local shop to make a purchase wearing a pair of Owners' used knickers as a face mask. The scent was exquisite. It is a good job, however, that it is me rather than Her who wears the lace underwear in this household - lace being the least practical of the face mask materials! You can see me below

in my 'mask'

Then on Wednesday i was required to maintain a one minute plank in front of Owner whilst wearing weighted clamps suspended from my nipples. In the end i lasted over a minute as Owner 'forgot' to tell me when the one minute was up, so i remained in position until She remembered.

This morning, after breakfast i received my end of week caning, which had been postponed from the night before.

hot caned bum

Later this morning i also started to make the gluten-free gnocchi that Owner has requested i make for Her. The potatoes have been baked and mashed and now they are chilling before blending in the flour and forming them into the classic gnocchi shapes. i have never made gnocchi before, what could possibly go wrong? 

Talking of baking, over Easter i will also be baking some hot cross buns for Owner to, hopefully, enjoy. Owner has also instructed that i write an essay for Her in Spanish in the next few days and then read it out to Her, so it looks like i will be keeping busy!

i have also been somewhat distracted my an amazingly hot livestream i came across on-line. It runs 24hrs and is stuffed full of no stop, hot, ejaculating, spurting, steaming, pulsating....volcanic action. Yes, i am obviously referring to the ongoing eruption of the Fagradalsfjall volcano in Iceland. You can catch all the action here. It genuinely is hot stuff 😀

Say Pants To Coronavirus

Just a brief note to say that this evening i was instructed by Owner to go to our local corner shop and make a purchase whilst wearing a pair of Her (used) knickers as a face mask. Needless to say it was a very pleasant smelling task to complete. Here i am with Owners fragrant knickers in place

Owners' used knickers as a face mask

In case you are wondering what i bought in the shop, the answer is some ice cream. Stay safe everyone.

Covid Secure Cornershop Humiliation

Owner knows that one of the things that i 'enjoy' doing is to be humiliated in public. As part of my training as Her slutty wife She expects me to do anything requested by Her of me and to become quite shameless. So in a sense it should not have been a surprise to find that She has incorporated acts of public humiliation into the advent calendar that She created for me. However, a surprise it was when i opened today's advent envelope to read that i was expected to go to our local cornershop wearing a pair of Owners' used panties as a face mask. Oh the shame! But oh how exciting!

My advent instruction

Owner selected the pair i was to wear from the washing basket, a cute pair decorated with images of puppies, paw prints and bones. So nothing lacy - which obviously would not work as a mask anyway but also because it is me rather than Owner who wears the lace knickers in our relationship.

i knew i had a heavy working day ahead of me (a combination of papers to write, telecalls and an online conference presentation to give) so i opted to head out to the shop shortly after 9am to get my challenge over and done with, i even wore my work skirt and fishnet stockings. It was great to be outside whilst also inhaling Owners divine scent!

Anyway, to cut a long story short i successfully completed the challenge that Owner/the advent calendar set me. You can see for yourself below

Preparing to set off - used panties in position

outside in the street and on my way

in the shop with my purchase and wearing Owners' used knickers as a mask

i can't wait to find out what tomorrow's advent calendar will reveal!

Festive Plug, Pee, Bondage and Panties - Advent Days 2 - 4

Day one of the advent calendar that Owner created for me saw me receive one hundred strokes of the cane, whilst cooking dinner, on the 1st December. Since then, i have had the pleasure of opening a fresh envelope in the calendar each morning after breakfast and what a collection of fun treats it has revealed so far, and we are only on day four!

Day two (Wednesday) saw me wearing a plug in my 'pussy' whilst working during the day and day three (yesterday) saw me receiving a real treat, a glass of Owners' delicious piss to drink with dinner. Tonight, i will be in bondage as Owner and i watch the next installment of a sixteen part Korean drama series we are watching on Netflix. Each episode lasts for over an hour. In addition to being in bondage i will also be wearing a pair of Owners' panties on my head. i love the scent of Owners' worn knickers and i am already salivating at the prospect.

Here are some pictures of my advent adventures to date;

plugged for work on day 2

enjoying a glass of Owners' finest vintage

dinner with a glass of chateau de Owner (and yes i do eat from a dog bowl)

My day 4 advent card - (note to self, i must re-do my nails!)

i am really enjoying the advent calendar Owner has created for me, i am lucky to have such fun surprises to wake up to each day. i can't wait to see what other activities will be revealed to me as i open the calendar each morning up until Christmas.

In the meantime, i am continuing with my chores and my studies. Last night, after washing the dishes and cleaning the lounge, i assisted Owner with a photography project She is undertaking and then spent the rest of the evening studying Spanish. In short, i am keeping busy and on top of my daily chores and tasks so Owner is pleased (as am i). Hope everyone is well.

A Brief Interregnum...Then Back To Training

Owner and i are back in the UK after our brief visit to Spain to see Her family. The trip was not as relaxing a one as Owner had hoped for, however, we did get to celebrate Her parents wedding anniversary with a big family meal which was really enjoyable. On the day we left Owner also instructed me to remove my chastity device and to remain unlocked until we returned, which is why the days in chastity counter has changed.

The first night we were away She teased and caressed my now unexpectedly free clit. Owner caressed my nipples (which ALWAYS gets me going) and then stroked and spanked my clitty which was soon quite hard well as hard as it gets. However, She stopped after a bit and i remained a good girl the rest of the trip and refrained from the temptation to pleasure myself. So here we are, back in the UK and back locked-up again. It is eight months and counting since i last had an orgasm, part of me hopes this might become the new normal, denial is oddly extremely arousing.

On Thursday i was working from home and so had to complete an outdoor challenge. The dice determined that i was to take a picture of myself outdoors with my panties on my head. i opted to take it at the bus stop close to where we live. It is only a short walk to the stop but i was briefly 'tailed' by a van as i made my way along the street with the feel of the warm summer breeze on my knickerless bottom and locked clit. Little did the driver know that i was walking along with my panties in my bag!

It was a fun and thrilling thing to do and by the time i let myself back into our flat, mission accomplished, i confess to feeling quite excited by my brief adventure. i have been an exhibitionist from an early age, as a child, well aged about 11, i used to sneak out of my parents house and run naked in the street before sneaking back home. i still get the same excited thrill out of it as i did then, and am grateful to Owner for encouraging this side of me. She enjoys having an exhibitionist slut wife and i adore being one.

at bust stop - knickers (spotty Victoria's secret ones) on head

a better view of the outfit i was wearing

Meanwhile, the lovely Kaaren requested a picture of Owner and my trip to Spain. Below is an image of the seafront - sadly it wasn't really appropriate for me to don my bikini and join the beach goers

Friday saw me again working from home. This time the dice dictated that i complete one of my favourite activities, namely deep-throat practising. i have come to really enjoy this and feel that i am now much more accomplished than i once was. i love the sensation of taking a phallus as far down as i can manage, and i can now get it quite a long way down! i adore having my mouth and throat filled, feeling the cock slide down then fucking my mouth with the dildo. It creates a wonderful gooey, slimy mess to coat the dildo with so i can fuck my throat some more. i practised with two dildos, the long double-ended one and the fatter but shorter one. Here's me in fake cock deep throat heaven

In case you wondered what actual size these dildo's are?

the answer is about 1/2 and 3/4 of an arm respectively :)

i have still yet to be able to get the longer dildo all the way in, but i am getting there! i'd love one day to be able to take it all the way down. The shorter one now quite easily goes in 'balls deep' and is great for training my throat to accommodate a girthy cock. It is more solid than the longer one and so is more akin to a big, hard, erect cock whereas the longer one i guess is similar to a very long but only 'half awake' cock. i'd like to be trained to take an even fatter one and also practice being face-fucked. What curious ambitions i have! :)

By contrast my own, now essentially redundant, 'clit' is tiny in comparison, .  Owner's description of it as my 'clitty' is an accurate one,  and it is never used. There is no danger of it being inside any orifice ever again - except a chastity device, which it is most of the time. My 'clitty' last experienced being inside Owners' pussy well over a decade ago and has not been permitted entry since. Nor do i ever expect to ever be allowed inside Her again. It is not something i miss as my 'performance' was always something i was anxious and nervous about. i also don't recall ever having had a blow job in my entire life, neither do i have any desire to ever have one. It simply is of no interest to me, never has been. My only experience of blow jobs has been as the giver not the receiver. In short, as you can see, my clitty serves no particular sexual function of any kind. However, like any clitty it does enjoy the odd occasion when it is caressed or, more frequently, those occasions when it is slapped and spanked. But Owner takes care these days to ensure it does not get so excited as to risk an accident. My 'clit' is now kept in a state of extended orgasm denial (8 months and counting) which i love and i am eternally grateful to Owner for. All i miss is the taste of cum - Owner generally always made me lick-up my mess.  All i long for these days, and what i absolutely adore, is when She instructs me to bury my tongue in Her anus. But i am digressing massively! The point i am trying to make as i waffle on and on is that, my 'clit' is a) small and b) redundant, unlike those dildos.

i was wearing shorts when i did my deep throat training, not that you can see in the pictures above so here's one taken just after i got dressed for work (from home) at the start of the day. You can clearly see the new tattoo that Owner got me - which is now totally healed. i think it looks really cool. i love how it runs up the inside of my thigh towards my crotch. i think it looks really pretty... and a little slutty, which is a look i aspire to :) and which Owner encourages.

thick thighs and thin arms

Deutsch, Dice, Dates and Denial

Owner and i have just returned from a lovely weekend in Cologne. It was a little break we both needed and greatly enjoyed as work has been quite stressful for us both of late for differing reasons and it was lovely to get away. i was also super lucky in that Owner permitted me to have a couple of drinks at Heathrow before the flight and then have some more on the Saturday in Cologne (although She had me back on soft drinks on the Sunday).

Neither of us have been to Cologne before, although we both really like Germany and have visited a number of other German cities in the past. Cologne did not disappoint and we had a very relaxing couple of days walking, sightseeing, drinking and sausage eating (me).

sunset over Cologne

As usual for the flight out and back i swapped out of my metal nano chastity device into the plastic Holy Trainer before clearing security. After that i swapped back into the metal device. On the return journey i discovered that Cologne has installed one of those full body scanners that you have to stand in front with your legs spread and your arms apart whilst it scans you for anything untoward. As i waited in line i wondered whether it would detect the plastic Holy Trainer device? i knew that 'normal' scanners do not but might this one? Owner went through first and then it was my turn. i stood and waited with my legs spread and was duly scanned. The result?....nothing. So far my chastity and airport security luck has held out and i have not yet been 'detected'. However, i am resigned to the inevitability that one day i will be and as we fly quite regularly that day could be next month or in a few years, who knows.

Anyway, on returning from Germany i was able to work a few days from home. That, of course, meant dice challenges. Yesterday was an indoor challenge and the dice determined that i should wear weighted nipple clamps for 15 minutes. Owner remarked a few months ago that my nipples have become less tolerant of pain and so i am trying to increase my pain thresholds by punishing them quite hard whenever i have to wear weighted nipple clamps. This time i loaded each nipple with 12oz (340g) of weights. To be able to suspend that weight for a full 15 minutes without sliding off requires the use of clamps with teeth that can hold on tight to your flesh rather than padded clamps which tend to slide off. i used the table cloth weights again as they have a serrated plastic grip that holds quite firm and 'bites'.

nipples under heavy tension

24 hours later and my nipples are still nice and sensitive from their ordeal. However, it is also an effective way of increasing my pain tolerance, which is what is needed. Incidentally, i also have a bit of a 'thing' about stretching my nipples, I'd love to have really big ones. But that is a whole other story.

Today's dice challenge was of a different order completely. Today i had to complete an outdoor challenge. The dice determined that i had to go outside and take a picture of my knickers on my head. i was wearing one of my new Victoria's Secret panties. Here i am in our street at 8.50am hoping that one of our neighbours doesn't suddenly appear and wonder what on earth i am doing!

down our street, panties on head and...ooh look, a chastity cage!

This Friday will see a little milestone for Owner and i in that it will have been 14 years exactly since we first ever met in person. We still re-visit the same restaurant we went to each year. It would take us another six months or so to properly 'get together' and about another 6-12 months after that before we started to tentatively explore developing a Female-led relationship. Since then we have continued to go from strength to strength despite occasional health issues and the odd setback along the way. We are still each others best friend and i love Her with all of my heart - i would, quite literally, follow Her anywhere or do anything for Her.

Talking of dates, this coming Saturday will also, barring anything unexpected, see me reach the half-way point of 2019 without having had a single orgasm. i have also been locked 24/7 in chastity for all except about a fortnight of that time. However, even for those brief periods when i am released know better than to try and pleasure myself. Being kept in denial like this is a wonderful and frustrating experience. i regularly feel very horny and am easily aroused and will often absent-mindedly caress my nipples. Part of me would love to be allowed to orgasm, both for the transitory pleasure of cumming itself but also for the opportunity to taste cum again - it's a taste i quite like and Owner used to feed it to me or make me lick it up after i ejaculated. However, another part of me wants to be kept like this, in a state of frustrated denial. That is an increasingly powerful yearning and one i never could have imagined ever wanting when Owner and i first started dating. The longer i am kept like this the stronger it builds. i know that in the past few years the breaking of a prolonged orgasm drought was always accompanied by a feeling of disappointment mixed in with the pleasure of the orgasm itself. Disappointment that i had actually cum and with that the attendant loss of that all consuming, frustrated arousal that had accompanied the period of denial and built steadily during it.

Increasingly i find that my desire to be kept denied is stronger than that of being permitted to cum. Of course i still love to be aroused, still yearn to have my testicles beaten and abused to the point where i can feel i am close to tipping over the edge to orgasm (these past few years i have only been permitted to orgasm from testicle spanking, paddling, slapping, flogging etc - my 'clit has not been permitted inside Owner for almost a decade) but now i don't actually want to cum. i want to be remain denied, frustrated. None of this is my decision to make of course, it is Owners and Hers alone. But i do love my prolonged state of frustrated denial, i love the fact that so far this year i have experienced the grand total of zero orgasms. Call me weird but i am hugely grateful to Her for having kept me this way. These days the only thing i find i miss about not having an orgasm is the taste of cum.

Bus Stop Slut

Yesterday and today i have been working from home and so, in accordance with Owner's new game, i needed to roll the dice again to see what 'activity/challenge' i was going to have to do. For yesterday's activity, and to Owner's apparent pleasure,  the dice landed once again on the face that requires i take a photo of myself outside wearing my knickers on my head.

The last time i had to do this i just took a photo in the street outside our house, this time i determined to be a bit more daring and take the picture at the bus stop around the corner from where we live. However, it was to prove a much more challenging task than i had imagined! The task requires that i go outside wearing whatever home working outfit i have on that day, minus my knickers. I am then to photograph myself wearing said knickers on my head. You can see below the home working outfit i was wearing which i paired with black and white mid-heel shoes

my home working attire today

The weather is a little milder than it has been of late but it is still not that warm so i decided to also wear a coat - plus the top is rather see-thru and i am still rather nervous about flashing my bra to the whole neighbourhood!

Anyway, i was getting ready go outside to complete my task when i noticed that there were quite a number of workmen gathered outside the house next door. It turns out our neighbours are having the front of their houses re-decorated. My first challenge was going to have to walk past the decorators, which i did facing straight ahead, avoiding all eye contact with them.

After navigating he workmen i reached the end of the road, turned the corner and...oh bugger, there was somebody waiting at the bus stop (imagine that, somebody waiting for a bus at an actual bus stop). However, as buses around here are very frequent i resolved to keep walking and hope that a bus would soon arrive and i could return to a then empty stop. i had only gone about ten meters or so past the stop when a builders van passed and i got wolf whistled by the driver. But next to pass was a bus, which meant that it was now safe for me to return to the bus stop, take my picture and scurry home.

i clattered along the pavement back to the bus stop, undid my coat and was just about to take my knickers from my pocket to place on my head when a little old man appeared around the corner, shuffling towards the same stop. i hastily shoved my knickers back into my coat pocket, zipped my coat back up and sat down. The old man then engaged me in a brief conversation until he eventually moved along to the next stop, further down the road. Hurrah, the coast was finally clear!

In haste i unzipped my coat again and placed my knickers on my head and took a picture - but forgot that i had the timer on and so the photo did not take until just as my hand was moving to retrieve my knickers as i had just spied someone else turning the corner.

Luckily they were looking the other way and had their hood-up but i could tell immediately that it was our downstairs neighbour - the one i encountered in my skirt a few weeks ago. She was heading to the stop on the other side of the road to get a bus to work.

Once again, i hastily stuffed my knickers in my coat pocket and then pulled my hood up and waited patiently for her bus to arrive before risking walking back home. After what felt like a very long 5 minutes her bus arrived and i was able to make the short walk back past the workmen to the sanctuary of our flat. This is the picture i ended up with, more challenging to take than i had anticipated and all entirely due to the fact that i had decided to take it at the bus stop.

not the best of photos of me with my knickers on my head

Today's dice task was, by contrast, much easier, namely to spend three hours of my home working day plugged. And so, here i am;

More Dice Challenges

As mentioned in my last post Owner has introduced the concept of my having to undertake challenges when working from home which are determined by the roll of one of the new dice she has created for this specific purpose. The dice allows different activities to be written and described on each face. If i am working from home then Owner requires that i roll the dice to determine what challenge or activity i will be required to perform. This new game started mid-way through last week, just after my birthday, with having to deep throat the double-ended dildo once an hour for three hours.

Well, this week i worked from home yesterday and today. Yesterday i had the relatively simple task of wearing nipple clamps for twenty minutes. I attached clover clamps to my nipples at the start of a teleconference and wore them for the specified time.

Today's challenge was rather more risque and humiliating. It required that i go outside at some point during the day and take a photo of my knickers on my head, Well, I am pleased to report that i completed it successfully taking a photo outside in our street. In fact, i did it twice as the first time i realised i was not happy with the photo as you could not see my knickers very well and so i went back outside and did the challenge again! Owner insists that is not the real reason at all and that the real reason is simply that i am an exhibitionist - She is, of course, correct.

Anyway, this is what i was wearing when i went outside:

my home working uniform for the day

And this is me in our street

Oops - I seem to have come out with no knickers on - no i haven't, they are on my head!

The dice are certainly bringing a new dimension to working from home!