Greetings From Japan

Owner and i are greatly enjoying our holiday in Japan. We started off spending a few days exploring Tokyo and Mount Fuji before we headed by bullet train to Nagoya. We based ourselves there and explored Nagoya itself and also Kyoto, Kobe, Nara and Osaka - all easily accessible by train from Nagoya.

Next, we flew from Nagoya to Sapporo in Hokkaido then moved onto Otaru on the coast which is where we are now. We will then fly back to Tokyo for a final 36 hours in the city before we head home.

The trip has been amazing. A beautiful country and great cities and so, so many cute and adorable things to buy!

Owner bought me a kimono outfit (see below) and a super cute kwaii skirt. i have also come to realise that my preferred personal fashion style is to dress as teenage Japanese girls do - short skirts and super cute accessories attached to their bags. How i would love to be them...sigh!

We also experienced an earthquake in Sapporo that woke us at 5.30am when the whole room physically shook.

Anyway. Here are some pictures.  First ones took of me dressed in the kimono outfit She got for me:

And here are a few random scenes from our travels so far around Japan 

Owner also bought me this cute pair of panties

Owner is still hoping to do an outdoor photoshoot of me in the Kimono.  She had hoped to do one in Kyoto but heavy rain thwarted that plan. Hopefully an opportunity will present itself.

That's it from us for now. 

Teaching An Old Wife (me) New Tricks

Owner has always been of the view that, as Her submissive wife, it is important that i develop a range of useful skills as befits Her housewife. Accordingly, over the year i have been sent on courses ranging from sewing and massage techniques, through to how to give pedicures, dress making and flower arranging. Suffice to say, each one has been fun and instructive and provided me with an opportunity to acquire a new skill.

Such training also benefits me. It is, after all, important to keep the brain active and to keep learning new things, especially as you get older.

Which brings me to yesterday. Owner met up with a friend from work for lunch and then went to the theatre with her. Whilst she was doing that i started my day with housework before then heading out to attend a lesson that Owner booked me onto, learning Ikebana - the Japanese art of floral arrangement. When She booked me the lesson for me, Owner reminded me how much She values Her wife (me) having a good set of useful and practical skills for Her home.

It was fun to get to learn a new skill and very timely too, given that on Wednesday Owner and i fly out to Tokyo for the start of our Japanese adventure. This was my humble creation: 

Owner declared it to be very pretty when i showed it to Her later.

My lesson completed Owner then allowed me to meet up with Her and Her friend for a drink. The three of us had an enjoyable evening, Her friend even observed how She had noted how well Owner had trained me - this a reference to the times when She had observed me placing fresh cups of coffee by Owners side during the day whilst she and Owner were on a work-related Teams call and that Owner has told Her how i do the housework etc at home. It was an innocent enough observation but still, it made me smile and glad to have had my service to Owner recognised by another. It was definitely a proud moment.

Of course, there are also more practical domestic skills that i get to deploy everyday, one of which is sweeping the floors each morning whilst Owner is out on Her early morning walk. She always checks in on me via the surveillance camera. This was the sight She saw earlier this week:

Busy sweeping the floor as observed by Owner via Her surveillance camera

Today Owner and i start packing for our trip to Japan. As previously noted there will be no monthly outdoor challenge this month as i will be out of the country. However, i hope to be able to bring you some updates from our journey through the land of the rising sun in due course.

Another Discombobulating week

The past week has been another busy and disruptive one for Owner and i. My work took me, with Owners' blessing, to Barcelona for three days to a conference that i was speaking at. 

Readers might be surprised to read that i spent such time away from Owner given how, under normal circumstances, it is agreed between us that i am forbidden to stay away from Her overnight unless i am needing to visit family. However, this occasion was an approved exception.

As regular readers will know Owner is Spanish.  She has a flat in Spain as well as the one in London and She would like to return there to live one day, with me at Her side. We regularly travel to and from Spain. For years now i have been trying to get beyond just a rudimentary knowledge of the Spanish language. Owner rightly expects my language ability to improve.

Accordingly, when the offer to speak at this conference came up Owner stated that She agreed to my attending. She noted that it would be an opportunity to further practice my Spanish and develop some potentially useful contacts so that i might be able to work in Spain if required.

It was a successful, albeit intense, few days. However, i did get a brief opportunity to see some of the city outside of the conference venue. At the risk of this becoming more of a travel than an FLR-focussed blog, here are some pictures:

La Sagrada Familia

Design Museum and Torre Glories

Torre Glories (or as i refer to it - the pencil vibrator) at night

Parc de la Ciutedella

Street in the old quarter

Jardins Fontsere i Mestre

i was quite tired when i returned home late Friday night as was Owner who has also had a busy week at work. We were both delighted to be reunited again but are having a quiet time this weekend to try and re-charge in preparation for the week ahead, which is a significant one for Owner as it will be Her birthday.

So this week, just like the previous, has been a busy one work-wise for the two of us. Meanwhile, the Trump initiated fuck-up in the Middle East, and its consequences for the region and wider-world, has also made it difficult to focus on service and submission and avoid the constant distraction of the depressing news.

Thrash & Zap

Today i was lucky enough to be the recipient of a good thrashing, using the birch-style cane, followed by a zapping to my nipples with the electric clamps. This is part of Owners' new regimen of ensuring that i be electrocuted as well as beaten on an at least weekly basis to aid my development.

After the beating and electrocution i was instructed to pick cards to see what punishments and tasks lie in store for me for the week ahead. The answer was that i will be caned hard with the dragon cane and then receive multiples electrocutions using both the clit and the nipple clamp electroshock-devices. Owner was delighted with the outcome of my card draw as She loves electrocuting me as She knows i dislike it a lot.

However, we fly out to Rome for a few days on Wednesday and the suitcase is not big enough to fit the dragon cane so i will either need to be caned before we leave or when we return. There is though plenty of room in the case for Owners vicious single tail red whip, so that has been packed.

i am hoping that in Rome there might also be an opportunity for an outdoor photoshoot, we shall see.

Cagey Thursday

'Cagey Thursday' is the term Owner has coined to describe the time i now spend every Thursday evening, after cooking and clearing away dinner and completing my evening chores, when i a sent to be locked up in my dog cage/crate whilst Owner enjoys a period of peace and quiet. 

inside my dog cage last night

The cage is set up in our kitchen and before entering it i strip naked and my wrists and ankles are cuffed, a heavy leather collar goes around my neck and a bit gag is secured in my mouth. The collar has a cow bell suspended from it and another is suspended from my tits using two S-shaped hooks through my nipple rings. The purpose of the cowbells is to stop me moving whilst i am locked up as, if i do, they make quite a noise and Owner hates noise. The final addition is a small black plastic bucket positioned on the floor below my head to catch the drool that continuously leaks from my mouth courtesy of the bit gag.

That is how i then spend my time. Chained and on all fours, cowbells gently swaying, drool dripping in my cage in the growing darkness of the kitchen. It was light when i entered, dark when i was allowed out again.

Whilst i am locked out of Her way Owner is able to relax and have some time to Herself. As for myself? Well, i have time to think and reflect on ways i can improve. Being locked on all fours in the darkness, legs spread apart a little, also feels wonderfully vulnerable and exposed. All sorts of naughty thoughts raced through my brain. Only my rear-end is visible from the open entrance of the dog house, my 'pussy' available, my hanging bits vulnerable. Meanwhile the slow swinging of the cow bell that hung suspended from my teets tugged delightfully on them, stretching them out. My clit throbbed  inside its metal cage. 

At one point Owner wandered through to the kitchen and caressed my buttocks and heavy swollen labia in the darkness before returning to the lounge to watch TV. A little later i heard Her get up to go the toilet. i could not help but crave Her piss.

My mind again wandered. This time to thoughts of Owner's fingers and hand inside of me, opening me up, then of Her cock penetrating me, fucking me in the darkness. Then my thoughts took a darker turn. This time of Owner stood behind me, attaching clamps to my labia to electrocute them or shocking the entrance of my pussy with Her tazapper electric-shock device, both things She has done a number of times before and takes delight in doing.

However, nothing of the sort happened. Time ticked by. i could hear the sound of the TV on in the lounge and the sound of the neighbours talking in the flat below. i remained immobile in the darkness. 

The floor of the dog crate/cage is covered with a fluffy dog matt to cushion and protect my 55-year old knees and hands. However, even with this being immobile on your hands and knees becomes uncomfortable after a while. i have learnt to very slowly shift position, to ease the pressure without causing the cowbells to clank.

Eventually i heard the sound of Owners footsteps again down the corridor. This time She told me that my cage time was up and i could rejoin Her in the lounge. Truth be told i was lucky in that i was only locked up like that for about 50 minutes. She could of course cage me at any time and for any duration. However, one thing is now certain. Every Thursday night, after i have finished my chores, i can now look forward to spending time locked up in the darkness, trying to keep still inside my new dog cage.

Earlier in the week Owner had me stand in front of Her in the lounge and spank my the vulnerable and exposed labia bits of my clit hard with a wooden spoon. In the end they were struck over one hundred times. My plums were left reddened and sore. Relief, of a kind, was immediately provided to them as Owner then instructed that i clamp ice cubes against them and hold them in place until they had fully melted. My bits went from hot and swollen to cold and frozen! i stood, pressing the ice cubes against the soft sensitive skin of my plums for over 5 minutes until the ice had fully melted.

spanking my bits with a wooden spoon

then freezing them with ice cubes

This morning, after sweeping all of the floors whilst Owner was out on Her early morning walk, i greeted Her return home in the now customary manner, prostrating myself naked before Her and kissing Her feet having first handed Owner Her favourite leather paddle to beat my backside with as my lips pressed against Her shoes. Today, rather than use the paddle against my butt cheeks She instead brought it down between my legs, leather against the soft skin of my labia plums. 

There was a further twist. Today being a Friday the electro-shock device was also secured tightly around my clit, it's twin electrodes pushing into the soft skin at the base of my clit, next to the metal base ring of my chastity cage. As i handed Owner the leather paddle before prostrating myself and kissing Her feet i also handed Her the remote control of the electro-shock device.

i do, quite genuinely, fear being electrocuted by this device. Yet each week i obediently make sure to re-charge it, put it on, hand Owner the remote and make sure the remote stays close to Her throughout the day, so that She always has it to hand. It scares me and yet it is such a powerful and forceful reminder of the authority Owner has over me. Wherever i am in the flat, whatever i might be doing (unless i am in the shower - that is the only time i am safe) Owner might choose to electrocute me. Today She electrocuted me minutes after returning from Her walk and then again mid-morning whilst i was working. As for me, well i get to spend the day in a constant state of mild fear that at any moment Owner might electrocute me remotely again in my most sensitive parts.

This coming weekend is a long bank holiday weekend here in England. Accordingly, Owner has arranged to take me with Her to stay in Norwich, a medieval town in the East of England. We have various sightseeing activities planned. Owner has also instructed me to bring along a pretty outfit that is 'classy not slutty this time!' i have brought my pretty white lace dress. Hopefully there will be an opportunity to do a photoshoot in it.

i have also, as i always do whenever we go away, packed vibrators for Owner's pleasure as well as Her red whip, a paddle and a cane for Her to use on me. We are both looking forward to our mini-break.