Spring is in the air...my sluttiness is rising

Hello all. Apologies (again) for the delay between posts. Owner and i have had a busy few weeks since returning from our Italy trip, including a trip to Spain to stay with Her family and visits to my mum and to my dad (more on that later) respectively. Add to that a really busy work period for us both and things have slipped a little.

However, fear not. A period of 'normality' beckons during which normal service will return. This week has already got off to a better start with the completion of my monthly outdoor challenge (rearranged from the 16th as that was when we were in Spain). The dice were rolled last night so i woke up knowing what i had to do, namely to stand at the bus stop next to our local park wearing high heels, shorts and my cat ear hair band on my head.

The weather was fine and this morning so i combined my heels and shorts with a pair of pretty tights, a light blouse and pretty pink bra. i could have chosen to walk to the park in regular trainers and then change into heels when i got there but i decided, being the slut i am, to walk to the stop and back wearing my heels. Anyway, it is good practice for walking in them them as the route involves walking up and downhill.

On the way i passed various people and was also passed by some cars and vans but my journey to the park bust stop was otherwise uneventful, i even paused on route to take some pics.  Anyway, i was at the bust stop and ready to take pictures within a few minutes of leaving home. 

Owner seemed very happy with my pictures when i sent them to Her, telling me i looked pretty, so i think She was pleased with how i got on. Photos taken i then retraced my steps and returned home. These are some of the pictures i took on my phone.  What do you think?

with an audience of one behind me

heading from our home to the bus stop near the park

On route to the park bus stop

As you can see i could not resist unbuttoning my blouse so that my pretty bra was visible. It would make for an interesting challenge to do this in just shorts and bra!

A number of people, and a bus, passed me whilst i was faffing about with taking pictures, i am trying to get better with walking with my head held high when dressed like this and holding eye contact with people if they look at me. i am definitely a lot less embarrassed of who and what i am when i do these challenges than used to be the case. 

There was a man who was working on his car on the opposite side of the bus stop who watched what i was up to the whole time. The more of these i do the more exciting (as opposed to terrifying - which was the case when i first did these) it is for me if i know there is someone watching me. i quite like the idea of posing in front of strangers. A few years ago, before the pandemic, Owner entered me into a cosplay event where i had to take to the stage in a maid's style outfit and do a little dance. i was terrified but on cloud nine at the same time, it was a real buzz. i guess that is what comes of being an exhibitionist slut at heart.

Aside from forgetting to smile in a couple of them i think they came out ok. It was quite a little thrill to do and to walk there and back. i think it is quite an appropriate outfit for me. None of the passing drivers gave me a honk this time though, perhaps it was the fact that i was wearing tights rather than stockings that held them back :)

Anyway, i hope i that my brief appearance in our neighbourhood today may have brightened some persons morning in one way or another just as i hope some readers derive some pleasure from the pictures of me.i love being an exhibitionist slut and i hope, under Owners' guidance, to become a better one.

Talking of appropriate outfits, as i mentioned at the outset i went down to stay with my Dad and his girlfriend this weekend. i visited alone as Owner had other things to catch-up with and, given the distance involved, my visit required me to stay overnight.

Now, i have previously met my Dad and his girlfriend with Owner whilst i was wearing light make-up and padded bra, and being in chastity. But this was the first time i stayed over so attired, re-doing my make-up after breakfast. i don't want to hide my true self but equally don't want to make a big thing of it either. i have never had a discussion about how i look or present with either or my parents but i  equally don't want to pretend or hide who i am. i feel most comfortable and more 'me' with make-up and bra etc than without. So that is how i presented myself. Not an eyelid was batted, at least not in my presence. It's a silly thing but it also feels like a bit of a moment, a bit of me just being 'me'. So that is one more line crossed. This is the picture i sent Owner as i was getting dressed in the morning at my Dad's

What Am i And Does It Matter?

Watching the Pride Parade yesterday with Owner got me thinking, what am i? Until my early twenties i identified myself as male and hetrosexual until a couple of sexual experiences with men caused me to re-think and start describing myself as bi-sexual. None of these was ever more than a one night stand and i could never imagine having a relationship (not that i'd want another relationship i hasten to add as i'm delighted with the one i'm in) with a man so i'm not even sure it's a valid description. That was also many years ago but still i describe myself, if asked, as bi-sexual.

During my 20s i also started to fantasise about domination and submission, with me as the sub, and of dressing up in women's clothes. In truth i can remember doing this as a child but then who didn't? However, i didn't identify myself as a cross-dresser or transvestite, just someone exploring his sexuality. When Owner and i met i told Her of my growing interest in wearing women's lingerie and also of my submissive tendencies. That got us started on our ever evolving Femdom relationship with me wearing panties etc under my normal clothes. Gradually an element of 'forced femme' was introduced with Owner demanding i occasionally wear make-up in public and allowing me to purchase some more pretty clothes to wear at home. However, still i identified myself as a bi-sub, not a transvestite or cross-dresser.

To my own surprsise as much as anything else though i quickly became used to wearing make-up and Owner began to have me dress prettily at home at all times and i began to be a bit more daring with what i would wear outdoors. i started to notice women too, no not in that way! No, i began to take note of what they were wearing and wishing i could wear the same outfits too, sometimes even wishing i had their body shape or hair style.

As my wardrobe quite literally grew so i began to describe myself as a cross-dressing bi-sub. But it didn't stop there. Owner and i ibegan to describe my cock (which is invariably in chastity and which i have absolutely zero desire to use for penetrative sex - and if i think about it have never really been that interested in) as my 'clit'. My arse became my 'pussy' and Owner now enjoys taking and fucking Her whore whenever She feels like it. We've practised stretching it so that it can now be easily fucked by most things and the truth is that i love nothing more than to be fucked hard in my 'pussy' and stretched open wide. Over the course of this year Owner has also been getting me to improve my oral sex techniques on a variety of dildo's and now not a day goes by when i am not sucking a dildo at least a few times a day, for example when doing the washing-up. OK, so to recap, i'm submissive, bi, like to dress-up on femme and be fucked whilst kept in chastity so does that make mean i'm a sissy?

Maybe i am. However, the popular image of a sissy is of someone resplendent in frills or a maid's outfit. Now, i have nothing against this at all and indeed love to wear such outfits myself on occasion. But most of the time i desire to look as 'normally' female as possible not dressed as a maid or in frills. When i go out i love to be wearing a bra with a feminine top, girls jeans, women's shoes, make-up. However, what i wear and am allowed to purchase is that which Owner approves of  and grants Her permission for so i don't wear a bra everyday, as this has not been granted, nor do i yet wear skirts in public though i would love to. i am growing my hair at the moment so that i might one day have a more passably feminine hair-cut.

However, all of the above is tempered by the fact that i don't go all out to be a woman. i have no desire to take hormones, although i do sometimes fantasise about having maybe just tiny little breasts and would love one day to have my facial hair lasered. My feminisation, if you can call it that is part sexual, i do get a sexual kick out of being dressed up but now it also feels quite natural i.e. in no way can it now be described as being in any way 'forced'. There are still things i haven't done or worn and would be nervous as hell about doing so, but i'd get over it and know from past experience that once done would become steadily easier and easier until eventually the norm.

So hence the question, what am i and does it matter. Well i think i'm a bit of a transvestite, part sissy, with elements of cross-dresser, who sometimes has the mind of a t-girl, male....er sort of! i know it doesn't matter and that these are all just labels but none of them actually seems to fit. i also though have a sneaking suspicion that in a few years time my only particular point on the spectrum between 100% male and 100% female will have shifted again and will probably keep shifting throughout life. The only constants i imagine will be my naturally submissive nature

My conclusion to all this is that it doesn't really matter at all how one describes oneself. i'm the happiest i've ever been, am in the best place i've ever been and the most wonderful relationship i've ever been in. Both Owner and i have grown and evolved as our relationship has developed and keep learning and growing  and having fun every day.

Talking of having fun, i am, of course, a terrible exhibitionist (oh come on like you didn't notice!) and here's a gratuitous photo Owner took just before She had me fist my own pussy whilst She masturbated whilst straddling my face

A lovely weekend and a realisation

What a wonderful weekend Owner and i have had. The weather has been lousy for the time of year, wet and very windy and so neither of us has really ventured outside the flat. Instead, Saturday found me in the kitchen making stews and baking biscottis and bread sticks for Owner. It is a while since i have done any baking and it was great to be able to get back doing something i love and which Owner enjoys consuming.

In the afternoon Owner had me tied down to the bed, nipples and testicles clamped and flogged before She sat astride me and had me orally pleasure Her whilst she pulled hard on the chain attached to me nipple clamps. It was a wonderful treat to be able to pleasure Owner this way. But the treats were not over for the day. In the evening i was allowed to watch the Eurovision Song Contest with Owner. This is an annual treat for me - how sad i am!

Today the weather was no better than yesterday. After a long lie-in together Owner advised me that it was time for my weekly caning. She began by spanking and flogging me whilst i lay prostrate across the bed before administering a sound caning. You can see the results of Owners handiwork below;
Caning over Owner then positioned me on the bed with my ankles up around Her head in Her Mistress sling before fucking me hard with Her strapon. It is a wonderful position to be taken by Owner in as i can watch Her face and see the pleasure in Her eyes as She satisfies Herself. As usual i was in chastity but to be honest i derive more pleasure from my Owners pleasure than i ever did from my own. We lay side by side for a while, me deeply aroused, before Owner allowed me to masturbate Her and taste Her with my fingers. It was simply divine and again left me horny and wonderfully aroused.

We then talked about our relationship and how happy we both our. i told Owner how i had never been happier in my life and how i would love to be able to come still further under Her control. Owner said that She enjoyed the fact that we both live together within a constant D/s reality. The extent varies depending on what we are doing and where we are but it is a constant with our lives. Owner enjoys the fact that i have my little routines of service and submission and that these have become just an everyday part of our lives. There is no getting into or coming out of role for us, it is a constant within our relationship. Owner also said how much She enjoys using Her strapon on me, which i adore to....being quite the little slut i am!

Owner also said She is happy with me as a transvestite. i was quite surprised at my reaction when Owner said this because i still don't refer to myself as a transvestite, which is stupid as i so clearly am one. i am happy being a dressed up and looking pretty and going out in make-up and women's clothes, though so far this has never extended to me wearing skirts when we go out (something i always do at home). It is profoundly reassuring to hear Owner say that She was happy with me being a transvestite and hearing Her say that makes me feel confident and comfortable to use the term myself in future. Owner also knows that this is an area in which, should She wish to, She could push me further and have me further feminised.

When eventually we did get up Owner switched on the internet to listen to football whilst i dusted and hoovered in the flat. i've said to Owner in the past that i'd love to be Her housewife, but i gues in many ways that is already what i am. i'm Owners little transvestite slut who is at his happiest cooking, cleaning and pleasuring his Owner and striving to become a better submissive for Her. In short, i am living the dream with a wonderful lover, partner, best friend and Owner and it is fantastic!