The Last Slut to Disco Central

Today is the 16th of the month which can mean only one thing, it has been outdoor challenge day (there was no chastity dice roll as i am remaining locked until the 16th of December). Actually, i completely forgot that it was outdoor challenge day and had to be reminded about it by Owner, which is not good. In my defence there is a lot going on with my father at the moment which has been monopolising my attention these past few days, and not in a good way. A poor excuse i know but one i am sticking with :)

Anyway, back to the outdoor challenge. Having been reminded of the date by Owner over lunch i hastily retrieved and rolled Her outdoor challenge dice. The first dice came up with the train station as the location and the second instructed me to wear high heels and trousers. Now, i am normally always to be found in jeans when wearing trousers but today i chose to mix things up a bit and pair a new set of flared, stretch trousers that Owner gave me, and which i had not yet worn, together with a new velvet cropped top She also bought me - which i think is super cute. The top shows off my mid-riff (and slightly fat belly + piercing) and is also quite low cut so revealds off the pink bra i was wearing.

All, in all i was quite pleased with my 'look'. So off i set, having already been fuelled by a fresh glass of Owner's finest vintage golden nectar earlier in the morning, to pose and preen at the railway station.

Imagine my disappointment then when, upon arrival, the station was fenced off and swarming with railway workers. It was closed for 'essential engineering' works. Luckily, however, there is a Docklands Light Railway (DLR) station adjacent to it which is where i headed next to complete my challenge. i even got to speak with a member of the public dressed like this as they came up to me to ask for help with directions. 

Challenge completed i headed back home. Owner said She was pleased with how i got on and even remarked that i looked good in the trousers and top She had got me.  To me my apparel has a vague disco look to it hence the blog title. You can judge for yourself below;

station disco diva slut

hello random people

Caged Pet

i think it is safe to say that Owner is thoroughly embracing the idea of having me caged when not working/doing chores etc. Just before we flew to New York She presented me with my anniversary gifts which comprised a wonderfully cute pair of leather mittens, complete with little paw prints, and a matching leather 'bit' gag. 

To compliment these, and also to place inside my cage, She also bought me the most adorable little cuddly toy for Her 'pet' to cuddle in its cage. It really is super cute!

Now we are back at home after our travels i have been making full use of my new gifts from Owner. You can see me in my cage with my mittens, gag and soft toy below - as usual i am secured by heavy chains at my ankles, clit, nipples and collar. i now need an extra chain for my mittens.

caged with my new mittens, gag and cuddly toy

my mittens cute paw print design

The gag is the type that makes you drool quite heavily, i may need to ask Owner if i can invest in a little bowl to drool into, i also can't help but fantasise (whilst i am locked up) about also being secured by an anal/pussy hook and a piece of nose bondage - i think that would really complete the look :)

Here i am locked in my under desk 'cage'

TSA Tit and Butt Grope and 'Glory Hole' Fun

Well, Owner and i are back from our New York anniversary adventure and are both feeling suitably jet-lagged. Owner has graciously granted me a brief 're-adjustment' period before my expected normal routine and rules come back into force tomorrow. So for now i am making the best use i can of the extended opportunities to go online by writing this blog post.

Well, New York city was a blast. We arrived in the midst of a downpour but for the rest of the five days we were there we had wall-to-wall sunshine. We were staying in mid-town but explored much of that and the downtown area on foot. We also took the metro over to Brooklyn and visited Prospect Park, Brooklyn Heights and Williamsburg. One evening we took in a Broadway show, 'Beetlejuice' which was excellent and very funny and felt quite appropriate for the Halloween season - the town is pumpkin and spookiness crazy. Another day we took the Hudson line train out to Tarrytown (very pretty) and walked to the cemetery at Sleepy Hollow to visit Washington Irving's grave and the sight of the fabled headless horseman. We also re-visited the Empire State building (we have been to New York before) but this time at dusk to see the city light up, it's a gorgeous sight

However, there were two stand-out moments from the trip, each memorable for quite different reasons. The first was in the Museum of Sex and its 'funland' adult entertainment experience. i am not sure quite what i had expected but it was a bit of a disappointment, although the museum itself is very interesting. However, it was whilst participating in one of the 'funland' interactive games that i won a prize. My prize came in the form of a cock-shaped balloon and the game i won was the 'glory hole' experience. This involved tugging on a lot of fake cocks as they briefly appeared out of the glory holes in the toilet-cubicle themed exhibit. Sadly they were just dildos rather than real cocks and you pulled with your hand rather than fellating them with your mouth - but still, my efforts were rewarded! Here i am with my prize.

The second memorable moment occurred at security at JFK airport as we were leaving. i had already de-metalled myself by removing my nipple, waist and clit chains to avoid triggering airport security. i had also, at Owners' request, spent the entire trip chastity device free (i am locked again now) - so She could touch my clitty - so in theory passing through security should have been straightforward. i was wrong.

When i stepped into the screening machine, spread my legs and raised my hands above my head something was triggered, not sure what. Anyway when i stepped out i was pulled to one side by a TSA officer for an additional check. He started by running his hands up my torso until he reached my breasts. As his hands brushed across them he suddenly asked

'What's this?' as his hands came into contact with my padded breasts through the material of my top.

'A bra' i replied, trying to sound as nonchalant as i could.

He then proceeded to squeeze/maul my tits.

'What pronoun?' he asked, still fondling my breasts as he spoke.

'What?' i replied, slightly taken aback at having my tits groped in public.

'What pronoun do you prefer?' he replied, STILL grabbing my tits. Other people started to look over to see what was going on. 

The officer stepped forward so that his crotch was almost rubbing against mine.

'Oh...i don't care' i said (i don't). 

He stopped touching my boobs only to then slide his hands inside the back of my jeans, i had removed my belt before the security screening. i stood stock still there as the officer slipped his blue gloved hands past the denim waistband and then under the fabric of the cream lace panties i was wearing. His rubber gloved hands touched my butt. 

By this point i was mentally preparing myself to be asked to accompany him for a strip search

'OK. You can go' he said, stepping back.

It took me a second to compose myself before i returned to join Owner and collect my belongings from the security screening area.

i had never been publicly groped by a stranger, until then. Thanks TSA it was....um...an experience. 

The trip itself was wonderful. Owner and i had a great time and were sad that it came to an end all too soon. It was a wonderful way to spend our 17th anniversary. Hopefully we will be back again at some point. 

i did do a bad thing on the flight home, that is i drank some wine without having been given permission to by Owner. Although i have been told that i can relax my normal routines today i have been put on notice that i will be punished for my misbehaviour.

i leave you with some images from our trip.

Seventeen Years and Still Evolving (and Laughing)

On Thursday this week it will be seventeen years to the day that Owner and i have been a couple. At first we were online friends, then would meet regularly in person for trips to the cinema or the pub etc but it took a few more months before Owner made sure i got the hint by grabbing and snogging me on the platform of Charing Cross station in London. From that point on things quickly developed from a vanilla relationship to the start of our FLR one. These past seventeen years have been the best years of my life and hopefully, fingers and toes crossed, we will be celebrating our anniversary in New York City....yay! Yep, we are off on another little adventure. 

In those seventeen years our relationship, my submission to Owner and Her control over me, has continued to steadily strengthen and evolve to the point we are at today. The most recent manifestation of that has been the new regime that has been introduced which requires me to secure Owner's permission to leave the house unescorted by Her except for going to work or running errands and which also places new constraints/expectations on me when at home. These include requiring that i study Spanish on a daily basis; restricting my use of the internet/mobile phone to set hours each morning and evening; and having me chained and caged when i have completed all my chores/studies and when Owner does not require my presence at Her side.

This new regimen began in early September. Owner has now provided me with feedback on how i got on to the effect that She feels i have got off to a good start, is pleased with how i have got on but that i need to make sure i maintain this new standard. My performance will be reviewed every month (i submit weekly performance updates to Her) and, if needed, i will be severely punished for any lapses in my performance or behaviour.

i could never have imagined that when Owner and i first started 'dating' i would end up having my life being so controlled and dominated by Her, not could i have ever imagined how much joy and pleasure that that would bring for us both. It is also something that provides us with an endless source of fun and entertainment.

i truly am the luckiest person alive to have had the opportunity to share my life with Owner and to submit to Her. Ours is a journey that i hope will continue to evolve and grow until the day i die (we joke about one day needing to find a care home for the kinky and perverted). Owner has taught me so much about myself and has helped me to grow and evolve into my true self. i owe more to Her than i could ever possibly hope to describe. She makes me truly happy and i love Her with all my heart. 

Owner and i

On My Knees

It feels as though i have spent quite a bit of my time this week on my knees for Owner, which i guess is how things should be. In no particular order i have spent time:

• Kneeling blindfolded to eat my dinner from my dog bowl on the floor at Owner's feet - chasing food around the bowl with my tongue and trying not to get my face covered in the process
• Kneeling on my hands and knees, legs spread apart, in my cage with chains attached to my ankles; my caged clit; the leather collar around my neck; and my pierced nipples - with a gag in my mouth to keep me quiet and a mini-cow bell around my neck to train me to stay still. Kneeling in this position with my thighs spread apart, pivoting forward at the waist with my hands on the floor in front of me causes my 'pussy' to wink open, making me feel quite exposed. It's a difficult position to maintain but with practice i am slowly getting better. So far the longest i have stayed like this is about an hour. Sometimes Owner will come over and touch or caress me but for the most part She ignores me until She summons me to join Her at Her side.
• Kneeling in front of Owner whilst i bathe Her feet and give Her a mini-pedicure and a foot massage
• Kneeling on the sofa, counting off the strokes as Owner canes me. She now strikes me a lot harder than She did when She first started to administer weekly disciplinary sessions. She takes turns delivering a set number of strokes, standing first on one side of me then switching positions and striking me from the other. i am required to count each stroke out loud. As She gets into the swing of things the strokes land harder, moving from my bottom to the back of my thighs as i wince with the impact. i am very grateful to Her caning or spanking, whipping or flogging me as She does.
   
  

So yes, it feels as though i have been kneeling quite a bit this week. Of course i have also been doing other things, like studying Spanish daily, working, cleaning, cooking and practising deep-throating my training dildo but i am grateful for the time i have spent on my knees for Owner even if i do, on occasion, struggle a little to get back up! The joys of a slightly aged body.

Here are some of the times i have been on my knees this week

near naked, chained and gagged in my 'cage'

on my knees in my heels on eating dinner

chasing food around my bowl whilst blindfolded

strike me Owner one more time

red cheeks and thghs

Say Cheese

Owner enjoys taking photographs of me and i must admit i love to pose for Her. When She first started doing these little photo shoots my 'poses' were as wooden as a plank and i would regularly forget to smile, as readers would often point out.i am trying to improve.

Yesterday, Owner treated me to another photo shoot. It was great fun to do and was made all the more special by the fact that She handed me a glass of Her freshly poured golden nectar to drink at the start, delicious! This time Owner chose a 'boudoir' themed photo shoot. It was shot at home in our lounge which meant having to move and re-position items and furniture to try and reduce some of the background clutter. Incidentally, Owner said that if any blog readers would like to assist with future shoots to get in touch. 

Anyway, at the end of the session Owner remarked that i have got better at posing. What do you think? Below are a selection of some of the shots She took.

with my fresh glass of Owner's golden nectar

why, hello there

i do like this bra

Anyway, let me know what you think.

Sad News and Good Times

Yesterday i awoke to read the sad news about the passing of fellow blogger Sissy Kaaren. As you can tell from the list of condolence messages on Kaaren's many blogs Kaaren was someone who touched many hearts writing about life as a feminine submissive to Mrs K. Kaaren was a regular commenter on this blog and we exchanged the occasional email but never actually got to meet. Nevertheless, i along with some other bloggers that Kaaren followed, would occasionally find myself 'starring' in one of the many little stories or scenes Kaaren wrote about. 

Kaaren's writing about married life with Mrs K, and the many things they got up to over the years gave a marvelous insight into their relationship and, i am sure, helped many readers struggling to come to terms with their own sissy nature. Kaaren was also very funny and had a keen eye for the absurd. More recently Mrs K began to make her own brief appearances in Kaaren's blogs authoring posts herself but for the most part the blogs were full of Kaaren's thoughts and fantasies. That is until Kaaren became ill and Mrs K took over to provide Kaaren's many loyal readers with updates on Kaaren's progress. Just as she did to relay the sad news of Kaaren's passing. i, along with many others, will miss Kaaren and my condolences go to the loved ones Kaaren left behind, Mrs K especially.

On a happier note. Owner and i ended up unexpectedly getting a little drunk in a local pub before heading to a restaurant for pizza yesterday. We had only meant to go out for a walk around a local park, an opportunity for me to stretch my legs after having been chained and caged at Owners feet for about an hour after completing all my chores for the day.

On the way back from the walk Owner suggested that we stop for a drink and, well one led to another, then another and another and before you know it we were both a little tipsy and engaged in our favourite activity, namely gossiping and commenting about others in the bar. There was an engagement party in full-swing which gave us plenty of outfits for us to pass judgement on. What the other drinkers made of me in my pink collar etc is another matter!

me in the pub

Mind you, none of the other drinkers would have known that not only was i wearing a bra (which was obvious) but that my titties were also adorned with a set of weighted plastic cherries affixed to the ends of the chain that hangs between my tits, tugging deliciously on my nipples. The photos below, obviously not taken in the pub, show off my cherries

the cherries that hang from my nipple chain

tugging gently on my nipple

It was not just my nipples that were colourful. My butt cheeks were still a little pink from the caning they received after work on Friday as part of my regular weekly disciplining. Owner coloured my bottom and the backs of my thighs nicely by striking me hard and repeatedly.

painted bottom and thighs

Meanwhile, earlier in the week Owner instructed me to wear a corset for work, which i gladly did. You can see me in my outfit below.

Corset on

and fully dressed

Today i have been busy cooking and cleaning. However, at one point i found myself with nothing to do and, with no further requests from Owner, i chained and locked myself up into my cage as i am now expected to do. Before doing so, however, i made one small change. i have noticed that when i am chained up in my cage i get quite fidgety and move about quite a bit, trying different positions etc. Owner hates noise and i know that my moving, and the consequent clanking of my chains was not acceptable. i needed to try and train myself to remain still and learn to be able to hold myself on all fours for an extended period of time. To help accomplish this i, perhaps counter-intuitively, attached a small cow-bell that Owner and i bought on a past trip to Switzerland to the leather collar i wear when caged. The slightest movement on my part sets the cow-bell off making it an ideal training aid to learn to be still. Today i was able to remain in position on all fours for much longer thanks to having the cow bell in place to dissuade me from moving. i did still need to make some small movements to maintain circulation in my limbs but learnt to do these very slowly to avoid triggering the bell.

This afternoon, Owner also had me posing for a photoshoot. i will post some pictures from this in my next blog post

Finally, i am pleased to report that as week two of Owner's new regime draws to a close i am continuing to perform well. i have been studying Spanish everyday, kept on top of my chores and undertaken some additional ones too and have got into the habit of chaining myself in my cage when i am not needed and my tasks are done. i have also adjusted to my reduced time online and have found it has freed me up to do other, more useful activities at home. It is still early days as Owner keeps reminding me but i am pleased with my progress to date.

So, farewell Sissy Kaaren and take care one and all.

A Productive Day

We have had an extra bank holiday here in the UK as a result of the death and funeral today of our late Queen. Neither Owner nor i are monarchists and so we have no real interest in the events, but made full use of the extra day off work.

My day began as it usually does with preparing breakfast for Owner followed by studying some Spanish and completing my exercises at the end of my allotted period of being allowed to use the computer. Last night i needed to make a mobile phone call outside of my allocated hours (remembering my phone and computer usage is now heavily restricted to specific hours only) which She had granted but it also meant that i spent an hour today gagged and silenced this morning as a 'thank you'.

i love the 'approved' stamp Owner created in response to my MS Forms submitted request

Later in the morning, after showering and getting dressed, i started to prepare a roast dinner for lunch. Whilst that was cooking i cleaned the bathroom and then after serving lunch and washing and drying the dishes i spent time cleaning the flat windows inside and out. Quite what the neighbours made of me leaning out the window in my stockings and skirt who knows!

With all my tasks done i asked Owner if there was anything else She needed doing? She was doing some of Her translation studies (Owner is super clever when it comes to languages). She replied that there was nothing She needed from me and so i spent the next hour chained up at Her feet in my under-desk cage. i was naked apart from just having me stockings and bra on and had to remain perfectly still as the heavy chains that are attached to my ankles, chastity device, and collar make quite a noise with the slightest movement on my part and Owner hates noise. i gradually am learning how to stay still when i am locked up like this. i am also gagged to completely silence me.

Owner remarked later how much She likes having a 'pet' at Her feet. i confess that being locked like this is something i also find quite wonderful and i now look forward to kneeling or curling into position. It makes me feel loved and secure and also quite aroused as i lie there imaging Owner reaching down and groping my exposed pussy.  She didn't but it was a very distracting thought!

When Owner had completed Her work she invited me to spend some time with Her on the sofa after which i did a little burlesque/strip-tease show for Her. Owner kindly complimented me on my choice of outfit and routine, noting that She thinks i have got better with practice. i did my routine to the Christina Aguilera song Nasty Naughty Boy

This is me ready to begin

And then here are some excerpts from my 'performance' that Owner filmed

It was great fun to do and i look forward to doing another show for Owner in the not too distant future. i would one day love to take some strip-tease or burlesque classes and perform for Her on a real stage. It would be terrifying but thrilling at the same time. i have been on the stage in front of Her (and many others) at a cosplay event but to do so at a strip club or similar venue would be even more fun.

Anyway, back to today. i suspect that i will spend some of my evening locked-up again in my cage (i am typing this during my allotted evening computer usage period of 5-7pm). Then before bed i have been tasked with practising deep-throating a dildo for a bit, it is one of those things that i think gets easier with regular practice, especially over-coming the gag reflex.

Meanwhile, Owner and i have now completed the first week of me in Her new regime. So far it has gone very well. i have studied daily and am making much better use of my free time. i also really welcome the fact that She has further increased Her control over me. That's all from me for now. Take care.

Dice Day and Other Updates

The 16th of the month is generally a big day in my calendar as it is often the day when Owners' chastity dice are rolled to determine whether or not i should be locked and for how long. It is also the day when i get to complete an outdoor challenge each month. So how did the day fare?

Well chastity-wise the news is that i am to remain locked 24/7 until the 16th December i.e. for the next three months. The dice will then be rolled again to see whether or not i might be unlocked. Meanwhile, the challenge dice determined that i was to pose next to the bus stop wearing shorts and trainers - which is, on the face of it, a very easy challenge.

To make it a bit more 'interesting' and to push myself a bit further i wore a pair of little grey shorts, which fail completely to conceal my clit bells which dangled between my legs, and my wedge trainers with knee-high stockings. It was quite a naughty 'thrill' to walk down our street with my bells from my clit hanging and tinkling freely beneath my shorts, wondering who i might see, or who might see me. There were some people about and traffic passing but, being a slut, i did not care and happily walked then posed in my little shorts and bells. Here are a couple of pictures of how i got on.

street slut

my clit bells dangling between my legs

Owner was pleased with how i did but questioned why i should still be allowed to do such challenges as i clearly enjoy myself too much. It is true that i have come to enjoy them as i like to show that i am a slut and to push myself to be a bit more daring/a bit more exhibitionist. Personally, i would love to do some 'naughtier' challenges that push me out of my comfort zone, but in the meantime i have come to really look forward to having to do something each month which still makes me nervous, even though i do enjoy myself. i also never quite know what the nature of the challenge might be, some are more 'challenging' than others. It is obviously for Owner to decide whether these outdoor challenges continue or not, i hope they do as i do enjoy pushing myself to show what a shameless slut i am and think there is scope to still be pushed further.

In other news, my usual weekly challenges and punishments continue. As mentioned in my last post i started the week having to stand silently in the corner for half an hour inhaling Owners' used panties. Then on Thursday She took me for a walk around our local park with me wearing a large heavy metal butt plug in my pussy before having me do twenty squats with my pussy plugged. She videoed some of it, how's my technique?

Today i was allowed out unaccompanied to visit the hairdresser. As a small 'punishment' i was required to walk to the salon with a silver 'SEXY' hairgrip in my hair.

On returning from the hairdressers Owner caned me on the bottom and then on my breasts as part of my weekly disciplining. This was my bottom after the caning

reddening cheeks and backs of thighs

In return for my caning i gave Owner a back massage as a 'thank you'.

Last, i am pleased to report that so far, and i am only five days into it, the new daily routine that Owner has introduced for me is going well. i am finding that with my access to the internet restricted to just the hours of 6-8am and 5-7pm i am getting more household etc activities done. i am also studying Spanish everyday and have got into the routine of, when my work or chores etc are completed, being locked into my under-desk 'cage' until summoned by Owner to join Her. Owner has ordered some additional chains so that, when the bondage mittens She has ordered for me arrive these too can be secured, as too could my chastised clit.  These would be in addition to the existing chains for my neck collar and ankle cuffs, meaning i would be totally physically restrained. We are both enjoying this new level of 'control' Owner has over me and i think it is positively affecting my attitude and performance.

Oh, and one final, final thing. i will be updating the 'Rules and Routines Which i Live By' page as it has got a little dated and no longer accurately reflects how Owner and i live. So i will be updating that too.

Take care all.