Someone Knocking At The Door, Somebody Ringing The Bell

Owner regularly has parcels/packages delivered to Her flat comprising items She has ordered online. Depending on the courier used it is often the same person that turns up at our door and rings the bell to drop off the item. They have got to know me and appear not the least bit surprised when they are greeted by me wearing my domestic smock (if it is in the evening) or a short skirt and stockings and blouse if the daytime. One even regularly comments on my nail polish, chiding me if i am not wearing something bright and pretty.

These days, however, delivery companies have also taken to requiring that their couriers take pictures of the drop-off to prove that the package was delivered. As a consequence, it is now more common for Owner to receive images like this:

The above picture is me as photographed taking delivery of a package for Owner to show proof of delivery. As can be seen i am wearing my domestic smock with the lanyard of my 'permission to speak' badge around my neck and my bright pink nails on view.

So what? i hear you say.

Well, fast forward to Tuesday this week. The doorbell rang a little after 9am and i trotted downstairs in my working from home attire (micro skirt, fishnet stockings, blouse, pink nails and fluffy booty slippers etc) and opened the door. This time it was the post woman. She immediately thrust 4 parcels towards me. i opened the door fully so that i might take them from her and clutched the packages to my chest. The next instant her phone came out and she snapped what i could immediately tell was a full-length picture of me stood in the door way, delivery clasped to my bossom in my little skirt and fishnets.

The packages were from my Mum, Christmas presents. Well, i guess she would have received her own Christmas surprise when she got her delivery notification sent through to her, a picture of me, her son, in a very fetching little outfit :)

i was telling Owner what happened when She advised me that on one occasion, when I had not been at home and She had needed to receive a delivery Herself, the courier has apparently asked Her 'where was the other lady, the one with the nails that normally receives packages'. She meant me. How we both laughed. 

a different day, more pink nails

Anyway, the moral of all of this is remember to always look at your tarty best if you want to make an impression with friends and loved ones. Now, when will that google street view vehicle next be passing by? :) 

Good News

Thank you to everyone who has expressed their concern and best wishes to Owner. The good news is that yesterday late afternoon She received a message from Her specialist to advise that Her biopsy results showed that there was 'No Malignancy'. She does not have cancer. We were both so relieved. The past few weeks have been really quite stressful so knowing that She is OK was the best news ever. 

i had dragged Owner out shopping and for a coffee to try and take Her mind off things. However, the day ended with Owner suggesting a sunset walk along the River Thames, followed by some drinks in the Spanish Galleon pub in Greenwich followed by a Turkish meal in one of our favourite local restaurants. It was a wonderful way to end the day.

The rest of the week has been relatively uneventful. We were both quite stressed about the results of Owners biopsy and my work has also been pretty stressful as well. Quite understandably Owner has not been in the mood for canings or caging me etc. i did my chores but apart from that, until we went out yesterday just about the most note-worthy thing that i did all week was paint my nails!

However, none of the matters, the only thing that does is that my Owner is fit and well.

Here are some pictures from the past seven days

being cheeky & flashing Owner whilst sweeping the floors

home working

doing my nails

having a coffee with Owner before we hit the shops

the River Thames at Greenwich

the gates of the old Naval College facing the river

the old Naval College (now part of Greenwich University)

Interior of the Spanish Galleon pub

me spread out in the pub

Owner all smiles again in the restaurant

It was so wonderful to see Owner smiling again after what has been a difficult past few weeks.

Incidentally, when we were in the pub two different female bar staff complimented my earrings - a beautiful pair that Owner bought for me whilst we were in Rome. My nail polish also regularly gets complimented by one of the parcel delivery drivers when she drops off packages for us at home. It is so lovely when people notice the little things [Comment by Owner - 'Tart!'].

All Is Good

Owner is back home, i am locked back in chastity, doing my chores and serving and submitting to Her. What more could one possibly hope for out of life?

Honestly, it is so wonderful to be back and feeling my true self again without drowning under work noise in my head. The noise is still there but it has been put back in its box where it will, i hope remain for the rest of the year. Most times i am able to separate work from life, not let the former take over the latter. However, these past few months have been hard. The box refused to stay shut and the genie escaped.

i truly hate when that happens. i spiral, lose focus and the worst traits of my character bubble up once again. A fog of laziness envelops me outside of work. My focus on my submission and service slides. It is not fair on Owner and nor is it how i want to be or live my life either. It took me a while to discover this but i absolutely, genuinely am at my happiest and most content when being with, serving and submitting to my wonderful Owner.

What also helps. No, more than that. What i find REALLY helpful in ensuring that i keep my focus, is chastity. i know one should never rely on a crutch but in all of the near 20 years that i have been in and out of chastity i have become convinced that i am happier and perform better when i am locked than when i am unlocked.

This, however, is not a great state of affairs as Owner really does like having me unlocked at times so that She can touch, tease and torment my little clit, whereas i prefer it to be locked away. i know i need to learn to maintain my level of submission and service when it is unlocked and i know that Owner has every right to decide whether i am locked or not and to keep me unlocked for Her entertainment. i should be able to maintain my service and submissive state whether locked or unlocked but i truly do struggle to. Whether it is pscychological or physical i do not know but there is something about not being able to see or touch my clit that helps keep the pandora's box in my brain firmly locked, subsumed beneath a warm happy sea of sissy, submissive thoughts, cravings and desires.

Anyway, the good news is that i am locked in my new chastity device and it is, i think, quite an appropriate one. It has a little 'pussy' pee-hole and has the words 'sissy' engraved across its pink carcass. In short, it feels very 'me'. Of all the devices i have had to date Owner and i still prefer the aesthetics and profile of the previous flat, pink 'honeycomb' one, but the cage split on within months. Hopefully, this new pink 'pussy' cage will prove longer-lasting. We shall see.

Upon Her return from Spain on Saturday night Owner also presented me with a beautiful new ring She had bought for me. i really love it. What do readers think (it is the lower of the two shown below)?

Talking of fingers, i also painted my finger nails in preparation for collecting Owner from the airport and have kept them painted the same since. i am still waiting for someone at work to comment on my pink and sparkly nails!

More importantly though, i am back to my routines and feeling so, so much happier in myself as a result. Service, sissiness and submission are hard-wired into my DNA but sometimes the bad genie escapes its box and plays havoc with my life, spoiling things for Owner but also for me. Chastity definitely helps me to put that disruptive creature firmly back in its place as too does a focus on my chores and routines together with the care, guidance and discipline of my Owner.

Having me under Her control makes Her happy and makes my little heart sing.

p.s. - further update. We had some issues waiting on the delivery of the above chastity device with the post delivery people saying we were not in when we were and then the delivery being delayed well over a ten days as the item got temporarily mislaid. Well, at one point i gave up on it ever arriving and so another device was also ordered. That one arrived today. This one is a flat open cage design and is black. This is what it looks like on me:

Although not pink, Owner and i actually prefer this one as it is much less visible under clothing. It holds my clit flat with just the bulge of the lock mechanism protruding (side note - i with more attention was paid to that when folks are designing chastity cages - please minimise!) . The open cage design means that it is going to be easier to clean. 

Owner has now instructed me to wear this one rather than the pink pussy cage.

For both of us my perfect cage remains the beehive one. We both agreed it gave me a lovely flat profile and was aesthetically very pleasing on the eye. However, the 'beehive' cage proved not robust enough and kept splitting. The same design albeit with a more robust cage build would be the ideal device for me.

The good news though is that i am back caged and now have a few different devices to wear should Owner ever want to have me in some different 'looks'.