Food and Furniture

Owner and i have feasted well this weekend. Yesterday, Owner took me out to a Middle Eastern restaurant called Ceru off Bayswater Road where She ordered us a wonderful spread of delicious dishes and even treated me to a beer as well. The food was lovely but we were both very full when we left. After a short stroll through Hyde Park we visited an exhibition in South Kensington before returning home.

at the restaurant with Owner

Today (sunday) has been spent at home. i prepared a roast chicken with all the trimmings for lunch and then did some cleaning and chores and gave Owner a massage. 

carving the roast - watched by the zombie cow butter dish

When i was done Owner gave my 'labia' a beating with Her metal disciplinary device before having me act as her human side table for a while for Her to rest Her drink on my backside.

freshly showered and legs spread, presenting my 'labia' for a beating

human side table

This afternoon i also found out what challenges i will be required to undertake this week and how i will be disciplined next weekend. Luckily for me the challenges comprise a mix of the deeply humiliating (having to walk around the block wearing Owners' panties on my head) and enjoyable (being fucked by the huge tentacle dildo whilst fellating another dildo). In addition, on Wednesday i will also be rolling the monthly outdoor challenge dice to see what location and outfit i will have to wear outside and where i will be wearing it. It promises to be quite the week.

In other news, Owner bought me this super pretty blue skirt. i love it. Owner says the powder blue colour really suits me, what do you think dear reader?

my pretty new skirt

Proud to be Owner's Submissive Slut Wife

One of the things that i hope comes across in this blog is how happy i am to be owned by Owner and how equally how happy i have become in my own skin . Owner is a wonderful and extremely talented woman who excels in everything She puts Her mind to. Intelligent and creative as well as beautiful i can not envisage a life without Her. Indeed, i struggle to even recall or imagine the person i was and the life i used to live before we met.

Our life together has transformed me for the better. Through Owner i have been able to find and connect with the real me and realise who i truly am. She has guided me, encouraged me and helped me to grow into the person i have become. In my early fifties i feel happier, more self-confident and at one with myself than i have ever done in my life.

It was with Owner's guidance, encouragement and training that i have been able to embrace the real me, the feminine, submissive, slutty, exhibitionist self that i am. She taught me to obey and to serve Her. She liberated me by taking control of all aspects of my life. In doing so She helped me to become a better person than i was. She continues to train, coach, challenge, chastise and discipline me to help me become the best i can for Her, and for me.

She has given me the confidence, not simply to be me, but to be seen to be the real me. i am comfortable in my skin and not embarrassed to be seen as i really am. Take today for example. We had some workmen in all day doing electrical works. i was working from home and dressed as i always am on such days. i chatted with and discussed things with the two electricians, made them cups of tea, looking like this.

me today

In addition, i have also now spoken at two live conferences this past fortnight (with real audiences in front of me), not just zoom or similar such events. Again, on both occasions i had my make-up on, and a smart blouse with padded bra. The only difference in how i looked from the above picture being that i was not wearing my pink bell collar (it came off just beforehand) and i wore trousers over my knickers and chastity device instead of a skirt. Before and after i presented i mingled and chatted with the delegates who were nearly all suited and booted. One or two gave me a slight 'look' but none reacted negatively to the feminised speaker amongst them.

A year or two ago i would have toned it down. Worn a little less makeup and swapped out the padded bra for an unpadded one. Now i am proud to be who i am and be seen for who i am. i am proud when, in restaurants, Owner orders my food for me,  proud to have to check with Her and obtain Her permission before agreeing anything, proud to be disciplined by Her, proud to have been permanently inked with symbols of Her control over and ownership of me, proud to show the world what an exhibitionist slut i am, proud to be Her wife. i am a submissive, sissy slut and i am proud to be seen as such.

Most of all, however, i am grateful. Grateful to have an owner who is as loving, understanding, caring and creative as She is. i am a truly lucky and happy submissive slut.

The Happy Arse Licker

 'I love cumming with your tongue in my arse'

'You have a lovely face to sit on'

The above are two of the sentences uttered this morning by Owner. She has a beautiful and a delicious backside and on occasion i am treated to the luxury of pleasuring and worshiping Her anus with my tongue. Such occasions are moments of great intimacy, which serve also as reminders of my place and purpose, Her arse-licking, human sex toy. This morning was just such a moment.

After waking me by caressing my breasts, fondling and spanking my little caged clit until the hanging plums of my labia were heavy and swollen Owner directed my attention to Her own pleasure. Kneeling on the bed She directed me to position myself between Her thighs, so that my tongue might delight Her whilst She brought Herself off with Her vibrator.

i live for such moments. i adore the taste of Owner's anus, can't get enough of it in fact i could feast for hours, delighted and intoxicated. Sometimes Owner will position Herself on all fours and i have me kneel behind Her whilst i worship Her heavenly backside.  On other occasions She will lay on Her side and lift up Her upper leg, inviting me to place my lips against Her inviting sphincter and worship Her with my tongue. My favourite position, however, (and i think Hers too) was the one She adopted this morning. Her sitting above me, straddling my face, pushing down and enveloping me, suffocating me as i strive to pleasure Her with my out-stretched tongue.

i licked hungrily and enthusiastically between Her butt cheeks, my tongue lapping and circling the entrance of Her anus before pushing inside. As my tongue entered Her Owner sank down lower, smothering my face completely. i felt and heard Her vibrator buzzing against the bridge of my nose as She worked it against Her clit whilst my tongue licked and probed Her backside.

Worshiping Her anus like this with my tongue has become the main way that Owner uses my body sexually. My tongue serves as Her human sex toy, pleasuring Her backside with whilst Her primary sex toy purrs away mechanically against Her clit. Occasionally She may also rub and grind against other parts of my body but my tongue in Her anus is what She seems to enjoy the most. It is the only part of me that is allowed to penetrate Her, it has been well over a decade since my clit was last allowed inside Her. i can't imagine it ever being allowed inside of Her again, She has no need of it. Her toys and my tongue do a much better job than it ever did.

It's curious to think that some people might think that my sex life ended in my late thirties. That was the last time my clit was allowed inside Owner. Yet, here i am, well over a decade later and i am living my happiest years and i am more sexually and emotionally content and fulfilled than ever i was in my teens, twenties or thirties. What i had once referred to as my cock was, in fact, nothing of note. Nicknamed, rather accurately, 'floppy' during my first disastrous attempt to lose my virginity in my late teens it led to years of disappointment and repeated 'stage fright' that meant sex for me was a minefield of performance anxiety and shame-faced apologies. Meeting Owner changed all that and, in doing so, liberated me from my sexual insecurity. 

It was She who first verbalised that what i had was actually not a cock at all but a clit. She also quickly came to realise that She had no need of it sexually. It was small and cute and something that, still to this day, She likes to occasionally torture, tease and torment, but sexually it was pointless. She had no need of it. Consequently, it soon became redundant. For most of the over a decade and a half we have spent together, it has been locked away. Put simply, it is not needed. It serves zero sexual purpose and, i assume, never again will. So, in one sense it could be thought that my sex life is well and truly over. How wrong that thought would be.

Far from emasculating me this past decade has been hugely liberating to me.  Mentally and physically (courtesy of the tiny chastity cage it spends much of the time in) i no longer even think of myself as having a cock. i don't, i have a (normally caged) clit. Freed from any expectation or hope that such a part of my anatomy might be in any way be sexually needed by Owner i no longer worry about whether or not i will be able to 'perform'. Instead i get to focus on giving Owner pleasure in whatever way She would like. That way is licking Her anus with my tongue whilst She brings Herself off with Her vibrator. 

i know other fellow submissives out there in the blogger sphere who are similarly kept in a state of semi-permanent denial, their cocks no longer of use or interest to their partners. For a few they are, on occasion, still made use of. Unlocked to briefly perform and then quickly locked away again. Others have had their caged cocks supplemented by strapons with which to fuck their partner. In Owners' household the only person who gets fucked by a strapon is me, by Owner. In other relationships the submissive is cuckolded by their Dominant partners who takes on lovers to provide what they, as sissy sluts like me, are so incapable of providing. Owner has never sought to do this and seems to be quite happy with Her toys and my tongue. i would, of course, understand and accept it if She ever wanted what i am so obviously not equipped nor capable of providing. But, so far she seems to get what She wants and needs from Her personal submissive sex toy, namely me.

For my part i love to help provide Her with pleasure this way. i am honoured to be permitted to be so intimate with Her and to share and feel the exquisite sensation of Her orgasm whilst savouring, inhaling and tasting Her delicious derriere. It is a heavenly treat and each time i get to experience it, such as this morning, i feel like i truly have won life's lottery. If allowed to i would happily feast on Her butt hole all day. 

So it was with great happiness and joy, and frustrated arousal, that i pleasured Owner this morning until She came, and it was with a throbbing, aching clit and heavy, swollen labia that i cuddled up to Her afterwards before getting out of bed to make breakfast. 

Her pleasure is what matters the most, to both of us but providing it to Her also serves to give me great pleasure too.

To add to my state of heightened but frustrated arousal later in the afternoon, after completing my household chores, Owner had me fuck my pussy with one of Her dildos. i have a feeling i am going to be feeling horny all week after so much excitement!

My 'labia' lips hanging heavy below my chastity device

Looking out the window whilst i fuck myself for Owners' amusement

Grab and Grope

Yesterday Owner woke me up by grabbing and caressing my butt. She ran Her fingers across the entrance of my pussy, stroking it whilst also squeezing and gently spanking my plump, swollen 'labia' at the base of my caged clit. She also pinched, rubbed and massaged my teats, causing them to quickly stiffen in response. 

It was a heavenly way to be woken up and i was soon spreading my legs, and presenting myself to Her like the wanton slut i am, moaning softly in response to Her touch. All the while my caged clit strained inside its tight little confine and my 'labia' grew swollen and engorged. i rolled partially onto my side presenting my swollen, exposed plums to be spanked. It was 5.45 am.

Owner continued to tease and caress me. She traced Her finger across the soft, smooth skin between the base of my clit and the entrance to my pussy. It is one of Her favourite parts of my body and a place Her fingers are regularly drawn to. She grabbed my breasts more firmly, squeezing them hard. As She mauled my titties i wished they were bigger. My fantasy is to have pert, fuller breasts with super elongated nipples that are easier for Owner to bite, stretch and chew but i know She likes them just as they are. 

As i lay there, moaning and fantasising Owner slapped and spanked my bits again, causing my clit to strain further inside the confines its tiny little cage. My labia bulged and i spread my thighs further apart, presenting my sex fully open for Her. Then the alarm went off. Owner stopped and i was despatched from the bedroom, aroused and frustrated to make breakfast.

A little over an hour later, my morning exercises completed, breakfast cleared away and having showered, flushed and cleaned my pussy found me dressed in my stockings, short skirt and blouse ready for work. i had wandered into the kitchen to make a coffee and was stood at the kitchen sink, staring out of the large window at the house opposite when Owner sidled up behind me. She placed Her hands under my skirt and deftly pulled down my panties.  i immediately bent forward and parted my legs as She pushed Her hand between my buttocks and rubbed my pussy, groped my arse and fondled my caged clit. Then She stopped and told me to carry on.

Why am i writing this? Because it illustrates one aspect of our relationship well. Namely, that my body is always available to Owner to tease and torment and caress as She likes, in public or in private. Only She is allowed to initiate any form of sexual activity between us. This was one of the first 'rules' She established all those years ago when we first started our journey into a Female-led relationship. It was made clear that my body existed solely for the purpose of Her pleasure and entertainment. i was to become Her sex toy and was to be available for Her amusement and pleasure at any time.

i love the constant little reminders Owner gives me that my body is Hers and that She can do as She pleases with it. She does, on a regular basis, grab and grope me, fondling and squeezing my chastised clit and massaging my 'labia', squeezing my butt and sliding Her hand down to caress the entrance of my pussy or groping my breasts through my top. She does this at home and, on occasion, in public. When She does this being the eager slut that i have become, i will spread my legs or generally try to make myself available and open to Her attention.

Such attention rarely leads to anything else, they are simply reminders that my body is Hers and She can touch, grab, grope and expose it whenever and wherever She likes. For my part, i melt a little inside each time She does this, my little caged clit throbs and my pussy tingles in pleasurable anticipation. 

i love to be treated by Owner as Her sexual play thing, to be grabbed by Her, especially in public. There was once a time when i would have been embarrassed, mortified even to be publicly groped. Now i crave it. i fantasise about being out in public somewhere really busy dressed in a pretty skirt and stockings and for Owner to lift my skirt up and pull my knickers down so that they fall to the ground around my ankles and then have me stand there, hordes of people passing by, with my legs spread apart and my knickers at my feet. In my daydreams the locations vary, Trafalgar Square, Waterloo Bridge at the bar of a busy pub but the fantasy is the same, stood for all to see with my panties around my ankles.

This week Owner also demonstrated Her control over me in a different way, by having me eat my dinner from my dog bowl whilst kneeling on the floor blindfolded with my hands secured behind my back. It is a messy way to eat, to empty the bowl requires that you pitch forward so that you are face down in the food. It was also quite thrilling too, to be at Owners' feet as She ate at the table whilst i was down on the floor, eating from my bowl. What is more, every time i bent forward my hungry pussy winked open so that all i could think about was of Owner being inside of me, fucking me, as i stuffed my face with food. It was a deliciously naughty thought.

face down in my food

blindfolded with my hands secured behind my back eating my dinner

By the time the bowl was empty my blindfold was covered in food as too was my face, it was wonderfully degrading and i loved every messy, humiliating minute of it.

Last night i was not feeling quite at my best. Perhaps just the result of quite a long and intense week of work. Owner very kindly cooked dinner but i still completed my evening chores (cleaning the kitchen and the aquarium) before presenting myself for my weekly disciplining. i think Owner held back a little with my caning on account of me feeling not quite my normal self, though i still received multiple strokes across my backside, the backs of my thighs and my breasts. The fact that She still disciplined was greatly welcomed and appreciated by me. Once upon a time She would not have done so if i was feeling under the weather. i am very happy that this was not the case last night and that She still carried out my weekly disciplining. Another indication, i think, of Her continuously evolving domination of me.

Caning aftermath last night

This morning i was again gifted a glass of Her delicious urine for breakfast. My wonderful weekly treat and a great way to start a day. 

Later this morning we are setting off on a day trip to meet up with my dad and his partner. We have booked a restaurant where Owner will, as is now always the case whenever we eat out, decide what i will eat and drink. Another aspect of our relationship that has now become second-nature to us, that Owner decides for me what i will have. As for myself, i will be sat there wearing my pretty knickers, padded bra, nice blouse and jeans, in chastity with my makeup on making small talk to my dad whilst secretly longing for my wonderful Owner to fondle and grope me and have me demonstrate what an eager, obedient and submissive slut i am.

Current mood = horny, frustrated and very happy [ comment from Owner - I thought you were always in this mood :)]

Nice 'n' Normal

Just a quick post to say how lovely it was to be able to enjoy and almost completely 'normal' Sunday today. Owner and i got up quite late for us (7.30am) and then, after a relaxed morning, we pootled off into town for a brief walk along the Thames and then lunch (Thai curries followed by cake). 

It has been a while since we spent a Sunday doing what we always used to do on Sundays in pre-pandemic times - it was lovely. Town was busy with visitors and tourists, the sun was out and it was weirdly on the mild side for the end of January.

Our lunchtime desert

Posing by London Bridge

 Any other time this would have been a quite unremarkable day - which is why i think it felt so lovely!

January Blues

This week has been quite a tiring one and a busy one work-wise. i had a little wobble in that on Wednesday and Thursday i was feeling super tired and generally mhwah, to the point that i asked Owner if i might be excused my Wednesday evening studies and my Thursday after-work duties? Owner was kind enough to let me do this. 

i mention this because i would never want to give the impression that She does not look after me. Although i submit to Her and am dominated by Her She in turn cares for me and looks after me, especially when i am feeling not quite my best. 

Owner Herself didn't have the best of weeks either in that She had a bad migraine at the start of the week which required Her to take some time off work. i tried to take care of Her as best i could.

Anyway, as i write this (Saturday morning) i am pleased to say that i have mostly caught back-up with myself - all that i still need to do today is clean and dust the lounge and complete my hour of Spanish study and i will be back on track. i was also gifted a glass of Owner's nutritious and restorative piss to drink before breakfast - which is always a lovely way to start any day.

In other news. Last night Owner restrained me before striking my 'labia' 120 times with Her heavy metal tenderiser and then caning my breasts 150 times with Her twisted cane as part of my weekly disciplining. This was then followed by Her tickling me on a sustained basis whilst i remained restrained and unable to wriggle free. Owner enjoys tickling me but when She does i often end up thrashing about uncontrollably - something i obviously cannot do if i am restrained. Here i am, secured with Owner's chosen disciplinary instruments in position - already giggling nervously at the prospect of a tickling to come

Earlier in the day, i was despatched to our local park to fellate one of Owners' dildo's in public for 2 minutes. It was a nice day and the park was again busy with dog walkers so it was tricky to find a moment when i could complete my task without being spotted. However, i eventually managed to suck Owners' cock for 2 minutes in public. This is a short excerpt from the video i made for Owner

As for the rest of this weekend? Well later today i am getting my haircut and then tomorrow Owner and i are heading out to lunch together to a great Thai restaurant near London Bridge.

Data Points and Panties

The eagle-eyed amongst you may also have noticed a new set of statistics appear down the side of my blog in the form pf a 'Performance Rating'. As i have mentioned in the past back in November Owner started to provide me with daily feedback on my behaviour/performance in the form of a daily mark out of five. She emails me my score for every evening. i have taken these scores and then averaged them for the month to display on the blog so that there is a public record of how Owner thinks i have done/behaved that month. Obviously, an average score of 5 out of 5 is what i should be aiming for. At present i am averaging about a 4.6 out of 5.

This feature may or may not be of any interest to anyone but Owner congratulated me on a good use of data and it now sits along side the information about how many days i have been in continuous chastity and how many orgasms i have had each year. Incidentally, on the latter i wonder if i might see these further restricted this year? i had none all year in 2019 but then had four in 2020 and three last year - so i am currently averaging 2.33 orgasms a year. Personally, i think it would be good for my development to keep that average trending down. Perhaps i am odd thinking this, but then whoever said i was 'normal'? :)

Changing subjects, here is a gratuitous photo of me in one of my new pairs of panties

my new knickers

i never know what to ask for when my family say to me 'what would you like for your birthday?' In truth there is little/nothing i actually need and the things i would quite like tend not to be the things one can ask a family member to get, even i have never said, actually yes i'd like a really big butt plug or a pretty new dress! As a result, each year i tend to end up getting vouchers. The advantage of these, at least, is that i can specify the kind of shops i would like vouchers from. Guess what, i always suggest ones that have  women's clothes i like.

Anyway, this year my mum bought me some vouchers for H&M and so, with Owners' permission, i was able to do a little online shopping. Owner, of course, still vetted (and vetoed) some of my suggested purchases and also picked out an item She had seen that She wanted me to wear. To cut a long story short this week i took delivery, courtesy of my mother, of a lovely new skirt, a cropped t-shirt, V-necked sleeveless jumper (also cropped) and some pairs of the lovely knickers i am wearing above

i am very pleased with them and Owner remarked that they look very cute. i also have a new pair of pretty pink slippers, courtesy of my dad.

Meanwhile, in other developments. On Monday Owner required that i complete my evening cleaning chores (cleaning the bathroom from top to bottom) whilst gagged and sniffing Her used panties. i must say i do think i look about as unglamorous as i possibly could, although the scent of Owners' pussy is definitely preferable to the smell of cleaning disinfectant!

me looking like something out of a B horror movie

Tonight, after i have made and then washed up and put away the dinner i need to do some more cleaning chores and then have an hour of study to complete. After that is done and only then will i be able to join Owner and relax with Her. But that won't quite be the end of my tasks. i have been instructed to practice deep-throating Her silver dildo whilst we watch TV together. In short, i have a busy evening ahead but  keeping me busy, useful and learning new skills is all part of my continuous development and training as Owner's wife and slut and to be honest i would not have it any other way.

Birthday Dress and Other Birthday Fun

One of the things that i absolutely love about my life is that i am fairly certain that i am one of only a lucky few people who get to spend their 52nd birthday posing outside wearing the new service dress that their dominant wife has bought for them, in my stockings and heels. Even better, i get to do this outside our flat, in our street on a Sunday lunchtime for all the neighbours and passers by to see. That was exactly what i was able to do today - i truly am one very lucky, albeit increasingly old, submissive, exhibitionist slut

me in our street wearing my new service dress

Yes, today is my birthday and amongst the many lovely things that Owner bought for me was this beautiful made to measure service dress that She ordered especially for me from the lovely Karolina at BeBaGo on Etsy. You can see another couple of shots of it below

Getting ready to meet my public :)

Hello neighbours, like my dress?

a quick flash of knicker

i love the dress and it fits me perfectly.

But, i have already got well ahead of myself. Let me go back to first thing this morning and the sight that greeted me in our lounge. Owner had ordered me an amazing birthday cake, decorated the table with balloons and streamers and provided me with a fresh glass of Her delicious piss to drink to help kick-start my birthday in style. This was the sight that greeted me

presents, cake, balloons and glass of fresh piss

i eagerly swigged the glass of Owner's wonderful golden nectar - honestly Her pee is the best drink ever and was a wonderful way to start my day

piss drinking birthday pet - with my morning hair! :)

Drink downed it was time to be truly indulgent and have some amazing chocolate cake for breakfast. Owner had even bought me a pair of  special cake eating glasses to wear.

how is it that i am 52 already?

eating cake with my birthday cake eating glasses on

Next, it was time to open my presents. Owner bought me some amazing gifts including a pretty set of wireless headphones and a zombie cow butter dish (we have a bit of a thing going on about cows - whenever we go on holiday we always spend at least some of our time hunting down cow-themed souvenirs).

zombie cow butter dish - totally awesome

super cute wireless headphones

And of course the service dress, did i mention that Owner had bought me made-to-measure dress?

my precious :)

She also got me this great card

Since breakfast it has been a real struggle to be allowed to do anything productive. i was able to clean the bathroom and do some clothes washing this morning but Owner insisted on making lunch, even permitting me to have a glass of wine from the half-finished bottle left over from Xmas when i was allowed a couple of drinks then. She has also insisted that i just relax whilst She washes up, on account of it being my birthday (so i am using the opportunity to draft this blog post - i will still try to sweep and mop the floors later, i feel v guilty if my chores get left undone). EDIT - between drafting and Owner approving this blog post i did sweep all the floors, although Owner has excused me from mopping them as well.

sweeping the floors in my new service dress

In short, it is proving to be a lovely birthday.

Of Parks, Paddles & Pain

Greetings all. This week has seen a return to earth with a bump after the holiday break in that i returned to work (albeit still from home, thankfully) on Monday. It also marked the return of the in-week challenges and Friday caning/spankings.

As a result on Tuesday, after completing my evening chores, Owner used me as a human footstool whilst She phoned home to Her parents. i have to say that it was quite a humbling experience to literally be under Her feet whilst She was chatting away to Her mother. It did feel very appropriate and an accurate physical reflection of our relationship.

Then on Thursday, during a brief gap between work calls and meetings, i did as instructed and took myself off and walked a full circuit of our local park with my nipples clamped, pausing briefly next to the park cafe to sniff a pair of Owner's deliciously fragrant used panties. It was a lovely day and the park was being well used, despite it being a weekday. My nipples were nicely throbbing by the time i got back home and returned to 'work'.

In the park

Then yesterday, after cooking dinner and completing my evening chores (cleaning the kitchen) it was time for my weekly physical reminder Owner's dominance over me, namely my weekly disciplining. This time it was decided that i was to receive a combination of being paddled on my bottom by the heavy wooden paddle before then being struck on my exposed 'labia' by the solid metal ball spanking device. The paddling left me with a distinct 'glow' on my derriere as you can see

However, i confess that i struggled to take being struck hard on my testicles by the solid metal tenderiser. Owner had told me to roll onto my back and to stay still whilst She struck me down there. However, i was soon wriggling and squirming about like an eel after less than ten of fifty blows She had stated i would receive. As a result She had to secure me in the wooden yoke before continuing. 

Even locked in position as i was i continued to struggle and cried out more than once that it hurt (which it did) and asked Her to stop. She did not and instead simply said that i had grown 'fluffy' and continued to strike me. Much as i disliked the experience at the time i do think this is indicative of a very welcome hardening of Owner's attitude when it comes to these weekly sessions. In the past She probably would have stopped as She initially struggled a little with the idea of inflicting pain on the person She loves. She still loves me but no longer has such qualms about making me suffer. i think this is wonderful and shows how much She too has also grown in confidence in dominating me over time. We both agree that i need to be able to take whatever discipline, pain and discomfort She determines i am to receive and i welcome the fact that Owner continued to strike me despite my protestations to stop. Disciplining over we then spent the rest of the evening cuddled on the sofa watching the Korean series Silent Sea on Netflix.

In other news, tomorrow is my birthday...i will be 52 years young. Owner has lots of things planned for the day, She came home yesterday armed with birthday balloons and an instruction for me to inflate them. i know She has got me a household service dress as She sought my input when choosing which one to purchase and then measured me thoroughly for it as it has been hand made, i am really excited about it and cannot wait to try it on tomorrow if She allows me to. She has also ordered me a cake which i am under instructions to take delivery of today whilst She is out. 

Tomorrow being the 16th also means that i will need to undertake some type of monthly outdoor challenge although the chastity device will not be being rolled. In December it determined i was to be locked 24/7 for at least 3 months and so will not be rolled again until mid-March.

That's it for now. i will update again shortly. Besos y abrazos

And We're Back

Owner and i are now back in the UK after our trip to Spain to stay with Her family for New Year and Dia de los Reyes (Three Kings' Day). We both had a great time although it reaffirmed Owner's view that we really should buy a flat out there so that we have our own place to stay, rather than stay with Her parents, both of whom are lovely but Her mother is very much queen of her house and requires that anyone staying in her presence follow her rules to the letter. Owner's mother is a quite remarkable woman and one in whom it is easy to see where Owner gets Her dominant traits from. Not, that i am suggesting She dominates her husband in the same way that Owner dominates me, but she is very much in charge. In fact, all of the women in her family are very strong-willed and independent-minded. Owner has excellent genes in that regard!

It would, however, be wonderful to have our own place out there in which we could stay, if nothing else it might mean we could also be our 'usual selves' with each other. That is not to say that our own Femdom relationship 'switches off' whilst we are staying there, but it does definitely go into 'silent mode'. It would be marvelous to have a place of our own in which i could live according to Owner's rules, rather than her mothers'. 

That said, Owner did continue to rate my performance each day and, except for one day when my performance was ranked as quite unacceptable, i continued to get good feedback from Her. i was also in chastity throughout, as i will remain until at least mid-march when Her dice will decide my chastity state again.

One thing i immediately did, however, when we got back home was, after i had unpacked our suitcases and put the washing on, to re-apply my make-up and put my padded bra back on. Visits to Owner's family are now the only times when i do not wear make-up or a padded bra (having worn both to see my own parents in 2021). Owner did, however, make a passing reference to my feminine nature in the gifts She bought for me as part of Her family's Amigo Invisible ritual that plays out each year at Three Kings when gifts are given 'in secret' to a family member chosen at random at the start of December. It means you don't know who has got you your gifts as you all open them together until the mystery 'invisible friend' is revealed. The only rules of the ritual are that gifts should value approximately fifty euros i.e be affordable for all and not be extravagant.

This year, unbeknownst to me, Owner had got me as Her 'amigo invisible. However, it quickly became apparent to me when i opened my gifts with the rest of her family that they must have come from Owner. The reason? Well, i don't know who else in Her family knows my belly button is pierced and would have thought to get me a pretty piercing, or a gorgeous little coin purse or a pretty but practical rucksac. Not the sort of things all 51 year old men might expect to receive as presents, but ones that were ideal for me and which i loved and was happy to show-off to the rest of Owner's family - including with the new piercing in situ.

Anyway, we are now back in rainy London. i hope 2022 proves to be the year the world finally beats the pandemic and, who knows, perhaps it might also be the one in which Owner and i can start to plan for a place of our own in Spain as well.