Outdoor Challenge Goes By In A (Bra) Flash

Regular blog readers will know that on this day i.e. the 16^th of each month i am set an outdoor exhibitionist-type challenge to complete. What i will have to do and where i will be doing it is determined by rolling a set of dice that Owner has created specifically for such purposes.

Those same regular readers may also have read in my last blog entry of my slight ‘disappointment’ at my own nervousness when Owner asked me to give Her a flash of my bra when we went to the pub last weekend. It took a second attempt on my part for me to reveal my silk cami and bra to the pub, and then only quite fleetingly.

Thus you could perhaps say that it was a case of Karma when the roll of the dice this morning instructed me to flash my bra in public in a residential area that is about a 5-10 minute walk from where Owner and i live. It was a chance to redeem myself, or at least to try to.

Last night, as i lay in bed, i was thinking about the various potential scenarios that might have played out when i threw the dice this morning.  How i would complete the challenge, what i would wear etc. i always get a little nervous the day before 'outdoor challenge' day but i find that trying to think things through in advance helps me to come up with a few plans for whatever the dice should then decide i had to do. As a result, the minute that i saw saw how the dice had settled i already knew that i would wear my red bra for better visual impact. i had also decided that i would pair it with a black skater-type skirt, one that i often wear when working at home, and a pair of black stockings with a red-seam up the back, matching red kickers and a coat and shoes and…er… nothing else.

Well, I think i can safely say my bra was not hidden and was clearly visible, perhaps even from space!

me flashing my red bra

However, i am slightly jumping ahead. Given that it was a short walk to get to the location the dice (Owner) had specified i wore my flats rather than heels. In fact, Owner chastised me a bit on my return when She saw that i had changed into my striper heels for some of the photos. i did so simply so that the colour of my footwear matched the colour on my underwear and the seams of my stockings, honestly i did.

Here i am halfway up our street on route to the photo shoot location.

And this is me passing the local park which has occasionally featured in other outdoor challenges i have completed.

And here i am after having arrived at the specified location.

What is less clear from the images is that half of the properties along that road seemed to have builders in. There were brickies and sparkies all over the place, and the rest of the road was being dug up for various utility works by other sets of workers. i quickly had to reconcile myself to the fact that i would likely have a bit of an audience as i posed. There was also quite a bit of coming and going with vans and cars (more workers) some of which also put in brief appearances in the images. It even turned out that a car that was parked next to the pavement about two meters from where i was stood posing had a middle-aged woman sat in it the whole time!  Just as i was getting ready to head home the car door suddenly opened and a mature woman stepped out of it, much to my surprise. Given the direction the car was facing she must have seen the whole show!

Anyway, despite all that was going on around me in what is normally a slightly quieter street than our own – it is not on a bus route whereas ours is - i was quite pleased with how i got on. Owner also expressed Her approval when She saw the images i had taken. You can judge how i got on yourselves below.

And yes, my knickers were matching

matching panties

Rolling the outdoor challenge dice was not the only monthly task i undertook first thing today. i also took a card from Owners updated bag of ‘entertainment and treats’ – namely things She wants me to do for Her amusement. This month’s card was a cracker, it stated that i am to do a 10 minute 80s style workout video, dressed in the appropriate manner for the period. Jane Fonda eat your heart out! It promises to be fun. i hope to be able to complete that task this coming weekend. i will keep readers posted on the outcome.

The task also seems appropriate as i have recently resumed my exercise regime in earnest after being slightly ashamed of how big my belly has got as can be seen from some of the photos in the blog from the past few months. i seriously need to trim my stomach back down. As per my previous exercise regimen i am focused exclusively on my butt and abs (i have no interest in developing my upper body) and, judging by the number of times Owner has been groping my arse of late it seems it has started to have some affect, in that department at least. However, i still have some way to go when it comes to my stomach.

i did, however, receive a little bit of helpful ‘encouragement’ last night after returning home from a day away for work when Owner instructed that i was to complete fifty Russian twists for Her, whilst also simultaneously wearing nipple clamps. The clamps i used were the super-evil pair of clover clamps we have (i say super-evil as on each clamp one of the pads has been removed and replaced by one half of a serrated set of metal crocodile-style teeth). They hurt….quite a bit. Anyway, here i am doing my alternative workout last night in the nude.

Anyway, let me know how you think I got on with my challenge this month. By for now.

In the boozer y en la casa

Yesterday, after first going for a lovely walk around a local park ,Owner took me to one of our local pubs for a few drinks and a meal. The pub was a bit busier than it usually is for that time of day as some people had gathered to watch the rugby. We managed to find a spot where the TV screen wasn't too distracting (i hate TV's in pubs, whatever the reason) and then took perverse delight in watching the disappointment on people's faces as England got thrashed by France.

As the game played out, Owner and i focused on our customary pleasures of people watching and gossiping. Owner also used the occasion to tell me how much She has come to enjoy whipping, caning, paddling, spanking and, more recently, electrocuting me. The latter is a new discovery of Hers and one which i will say a little more about later. In the meantime, back to us sat in the pub. 

As we were chatting away Owner issued me with an instruction, namely She wanted me to stand up, walk to one side of the pub and then return to where we were sitting but to flash my bra to Her as i did so. i had on a blue a v-necked cotton top under which i was wearing a lace-trimmed blue and white silk slip and a cream and black bra. 

My first attempt to flash Owner my bra was rated something of a disappointment by Her. A couple sat along from Her were both watching me quite intently and i confess that i slightly lost my nerve (yes, i do still occasionally get shy), not acceptable behaviour from a slut. i knew i had to try again.

My subsequent attempts were a little more successful. Here i am flashing my slip and bra to the customers in pub whilst sitting down

flashing my bra and slip

And here is a short video of me returning to sit with Owner whilst flashing my slip and bra a little more successfully second time around

Still not quite the casual and carefree flash that i would like to have done but better than my first, failed attempt. i still have a long way to go though if i truly am to become worthy of the term 'slut'.

Despite my mixed efforts at revealing myself to Her as instructed we had a lovely evening. i confess that more than a couple of drinks were consumed

me returning from the bar with a fresh round

Owner and i

i did wonder what others in the pub made of me in my make-up, low-top, choker and bell and mini-boobs. Owner complimented me on looking very pretty. i did get the odd, slightly puzzled, look when i walked into the bathroom (the gents) but that was all.

However, next time Owner gives me an instruction i will definitely try to be less self-conscious. i aspire to be a real slut and they would not have batted an eyelid if told to show off their bra when being looked at by strangers in a pub. i am ashamed by my initial embarrassment. Owner desires a wife who is both submissive and a slut. Although i did partially make-up for my moment of shyness i know i still need to work on having the confidence to do anything i am told to do, irrespective of the circumstance or who might be watching.

Aside from having me make an exhibition of myself whilst we were out, earlier in the day Owner also indulged in another of Her other favourite activities, namely torturing me. It has taken a while but Owner has become a fully-blown convert to the delights of inflicting pain and discomfort on me. As i mentioned at the start of this post She confessed how much She really, really likes beating me. However, more recently She has also discovered the delights of electrocuting. 

Yesterday late morning She conducted an experiment/test on me by electrocuting my nipples with Her new infernal device. She started at the lowest power setting and then cycled up in short  intervals through each setting until She reached the maximum level. Mercifully, my tits were only subject to brief bursts of electricity but it was still enough to have me thrashing about, moaning and drooling. Here i am just after Owner had completed Her electrical experiments on my breasts

me as Frankenstein's monster!

Owner particularly loves the fact that i hate being electrocuted and find it quite difficult to cope with, unlike being caned or whipped where my pain tolerance levels have improved. She has already advised me that i can expect to be tortured like this for longer periods. She also mentioned that She might want to get a cattle-prod type electrical device that She can use to zap me whenever i have done something to displease Her, such as when i leave my side of the sliding wardrobe doors open, blocking Her side. She has bollocked me about that a few times and gave me quite the dressing-down when i did it again yesterday and left a written reminder. She made it very clear that there will be consequences next time it happens.

the note Owner left on my wardrobe door

Aside from drinks of the alcoholic variety i also got served my regular glass of Her piss first thing Saturday morning. As always, it was delicious. Now, if only they served that down the pub....

downing a glass of Owner's finest

i hope your weekend's have been as enjoyable and fun-filled as ours is proving to be.

Office Slut

Owner recently bought me some new blouses, a blazer and some shoes to wear for work as some of my current outfits are, well let's just say that they have seen better days. The blouses arrived today and i was quick to try them on. Being the fashion aficionado that i am (cue hysterical laughter) i am obviously aware of the current celebrity trend for suits without trousers/skirts, such as that modeled by Sydney Sweeney. Mind you, fashion is simply catching up with the lovely Vanessa Chaland who has been parading without pants for years, just not in a suit.

But back to my new outfits. Not wanting to be thought 'so last year' i chose to model my new jacket and blouses wearing just those, lingerie and stockings....oh and a pair of stripper heels. After all, a slut needs her heels, right? Anyway, you can see the resulting ensemble below (and yes i realise the blouses need ironing, i had literally just unwrapped them)

So what do you think? Fit for work?

It is actually that rather tedious time of year at work when i need to try and think up some more developmental goals for the year ahead. Maybe i should aim for 'advanced exhibitionist' or 'super slut' or something similarly aspirational and motivational? i wonder what HR would think?

What i do know is what Owner thinks of my office slut attire as i sent Her the pictures immediately after taking them (She is out tonight with friends). Her response was short and straight to the point, 'What a tart'. Yep, that's Her wife to a tee.

Of course, dressing up/down is not the only thing this slut likes to do at the office, she also loves to have Her mouth full, a bit like this

Yes, this was me between meetings all day earlier this week. My blouse got quite wet with drool. The only difference being that i removed my choker and gag during calls, but i did keep the blouse unbuttoned. i am trying to get less self-conscious about exposing a bit of flesh as a matter of routine. Women do it all the time without anyone thinking it odd or strange but i still feel quite self-conscious whenever i do. i guess one day that will pass.

Until the next time...

How to Unwind - the Poppet and Owner Way

Owner and i both went into this weekend in desperate need of some time to just unwind and relax a little after what has been a stressful and intense fortnight, with the likelihood of more stress to come. When we collapsed into bed Friday night we both reminded each other that we had no need to get up early the next day, unfortunately, our bodies had other plans for us. At 4am we had both woken up. By 5.30am had given up trying to go back to sleep and got up for breakfast half an hour earlier than we normally would on a working day. OK, so not the best of starts to the weekend. Things did, however, improve.

Within two hours of getting-up i had also completed my daily Spanish study and was ready to crack on with the day. First off i completed my exercises. i am back exercising daily, focusing on my butt and abs the former of which definitely feels like it has regained a bit of the definition my derriere had last year. It feels perter. Owner also definitely grabs and gropes it on a more regular basis now than was the case when i allowed it to get a bit flabby. She has also resumed stroking by butt cheeks it and running Her fingers between them first thing in the morning, which is a lovely way to be woken up, especially when She circles Her digit around the entrance of my 'pussy', mmmm!

This morning (Sunday) Owner even said how much She loves to grab and squeeze each buttock but that what would be even better would be if they made a squeak type sound whenever She did so, like a dog's or child's toy. Now, much as i enjoy having my body accessorized, inked and adorned by Her i am not sure how having squeaky glutes would make me feel. Luckily, i am pretty confident that no such procedure or technique exists....yet!

Anyway, back to Saturday morning. After exercising it was time to clean the aquarium and then sweep and mop the floors. Just as i was about to start cleaning the floors Owner came through and presented me with a very large glass of Her wonderful amber nectar to drink. As always, it was super delicious. i never imagined i would ever think this but to anyone reading this i do heartily recommend drinking your significant others urine. It is a lovely way to start the day.

a full glass of Owners piss

delectable

Floor cleaning done i then set about tidying and re-organisjng my knickers and hosiery drawers, organising the former into big and non-big panties and the latter into tights, hold-ups and stockings. i was shamed into doing so by my delightfully slutty and naughty  friend and fellow blogger billie who recently posted about her own super-organised lingerie drawer. Hers is, however, much neater than mine. Like billie i also pack no pistol in my panties.

Drawers tidied (sort of) i also took the opportunity to do my nails, which were starting to look truly awful. They are now resplendent in a lovely shade of pink. Whilst i was doing this, Owner picked out some new work blouses and a new blazer for me. She ordered the blouses online and we went to the store today for me to try on and get the blazer.

The observant amongst you will have noticed that i was cleaning etc still dressed in my nightie and dressing gown. Well, with a day at home ahead of us i soon rectified that and, after changing the bedding and putting it to wash, i jumped into the shower for my daily wash and pussy 'flush'. Incidentally, do others do that? i do like to keep my pussy clean and available if needed. Suitably cleansed i did my make-up and changed into my pink maid's outfit for the day.

check-out the sexy slippers :)

Whilst i showered and tried to make myself look vaguely presentable Owner was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch. Of late She has taken to preparing lunch a lot, which makes me feel very guilty as the very idea of Her undertaking household activities when Her wife (me) should be doing them all for Her fills me with shame. Even though She assures me that She likes to sometimes do meals Herself i still can't help feeling somewhat guilty at Her undertaking tasks that Her wife (me) ought to.

Lunch itself was delicious, obviously so as Owner had prepared it. i then washed the dishes and did a spot of baking. With a tray of gluten-free biscuits baked i returned to Owner's side and  presented myself to be beaten by Her using the new rubber paddle that i had got Her as part of my wedding anniversary gift to Her. The paddle immediately caught my eye when i saw it as the design is one that i knew Owner would love, namely being a sort of cartoon evil type image. It was purchased from this shop on Etsy although it appears it is currently no longer available.

Anyway, as a paddle it is super effective and delivers a walloping blow. The whole paddle is made of thick rubber and so it flexes along its' entire length, a bit like a slipper. It certainly left my bottom glowing after Owner set to work warming it up.

the evil rubber paddle and my pink bottom

Having transformed my glutes into a mini radiator, they were actually almost hot to touch afterwards, Owner then instructed me to do Her hair for Her. Little known fact, i am Owner's hairdresser in that one of the activities i am expected to do as Her wife is to look after Her hair and ensure it is as She would like it to be. Anyway, here i am in my 'salon' with my beautiful Owner and Her long, luscious locks

poppet the hairdresser

Hair done Owner then advised me that, rather than be caged, She wanted me to join Her on the sofa to watch a movie with Her. i was allowed to choose and went for Thoroughbreds which i enjoyed but Owner did not. It was made clear to me afterwards that i would not be tasked with choosing a film again for a while!

By late afternoon, with the movie over, we were both super tired. i think a product of the past week's stress. We went to bed for a lie down and both promptly fell fast asleep! It was a shock to wake up and discover it was already the evening. We didn't do much after that except have some supper and watch the last of an Italian TV series we have been watching, which i also enjoyed, called La legge di Lidia Poët (The Law According to Lidia Poet).

Sunday dawned slightly less early with breakfast at 6.30am. i started to draft this post, did some Spanish and then did my morning exercises before showering and getting ready for the day. i wore a slightly different outfit, putting on an old skirt that i have not worn for a long time.

This time i prepared lunch but before we sat down to eat Owner ushered me into the bedroom to 'torture' and then fuck me. After securing my hands in with my lockable mittens and blindfolding me i was given one of Her dildos to fellate. Owner then asked if i would prefer to be tickled or electrocuted? i replied i would prefer to be tickled, but She did both. With me secured and sucking on the phallus She had given to me She set about tickling and then electrocuting me. i am extremely ticklish and it wasn't long before i was squirming about on the bed whilst still trying to keep sucking on the cock i had been presented with.  Worse, much worse, was to come though when Owner then took out Her electrical device and started zapping my plump labia and my nipples.  During a brief pause Owner also took a couple of pictures of me. First, a shot of me with my hands secured in my lockable mittens as i fellated Her dildo;

Then a shot from behind showing my pierced and chained tits, again as i fellated Her cock. i really like this picture, it is a view of my right breast that you don't often see. The silver chain connects to an identical piercing on my left nipple

my pierced breast

Having had Her fun with me Owner then lubed my pussy and pushed the large tentacle dildo (visible on the bed in the last but one image) into my hungry hole. i was instructed to fuck myself whilst continuing to fellate the other brown dildo. Owner set the timer to five minutes and then, with the base of the tentacle dildo placed against Her hip, pushed the tentacle into my moist pussy. Owner counted down the minutes as i thrust greedily back and forth, trying to push the enormous tentacle deeper and deeper inside of me. At one point i got a little too carried away and nearly knocked Owner backwards as i moaned loudly, slurped greedily on the cock in my mouth whilst simultaneously thrusting my hips vigorously backwards as i tried to accommodate more and more of the tentacle into my hungry, wet hole.

However, before i had a chance to get too aroused, and with only about half of the tentacles full length inside of me, Owner announced that my time was up and that i was to stop immediately. i was left feeling both deeply grateful for the opportunity to have been fucked by Her but also deeply, frustratingly aroused. i did not leak and at no point was i close to climaxing (Owner has perfected the art of fucking me, or having me fuck myself, without risk of an orgasm, ruined or not, on my part) but it was still deliciously pleasurable enough to leave me aching and desperate for more. i felt horny for the rest of the day and will, no doubt, continue to feel so for days to come.

After cleaning up i served lunch, washed the dishes and then accompanied Owner on a shopping trip to Canary Wharf. We stopped first to have a coffee and then hit the stores. As mentioned earlier Owner had found a woman's blazer online that She thought would be good for me to wear with a blouse to smarter work events. However, She wanted me to be able to try the blazer on to ensure it would be a good fit. It was and so was duly purchased. i was also allowed to buy some more hair bands and scrunchies for my, now a lot longer, hair.

Shopping completed we returned home where Owner also ordered me a lovely pair of blue suede women's brogue's to match my new blazer (which is also blue). The blouses She ordered for me yesterday are pink, pale blue and blue striped respectively. When they arrive i will try and see if i can do a photo shoot in them with my new blazer and footwear.

i also picked my weekly tasks and punishment/caning cards for the week ahead. i now know that my tits can expect to be tortured using the electrical device, starting from the lowest and then working up to the maximum power settings. i am very nervous about that as i struggle with just the lowest setting. i genuinely think i may need to be gagged and physically restrained to cope with the the device on full power. i will also be spending one day next week gagged whilst working from home (except during online meetings) and then at the end of the week Owner will whip me as a reminder that She can do what She likes with me.

So, that has been our weekend. It has been thoroughly enjoyable and very relaxing and i end it feeling wonderfully frustrated and aroused. i have been beaten, tortured, fucked by, and had the pleasure of Owner's company whilst also treated to a full-bodied and aromatic glass of Her delicious urine and some smart new clothes to wear to work. Not a bad forty-eight hours. i also got my head out of work and family stresses for a bit.

Family, Work and Numbers

Readers may have noticed an absence of posts these past couple of weeks. This was not due to anything dramatic, just an absence of time and an abundance of stress.

There is an ongoing family matter that i am trying to get sorted, with Owner's help, which is proving quite stressful. It has also meant that we are having to spend time dealing with it and it occupies a lot of 'headspace' at the minute.

Alongside that the past two weeks have been exceptionally busy and stressful with work. i won't bore you with the details but it has meant that for much of the past fortnight if my brain was not side-tracked by the family issue it was swamped by multiple work-related ones. 

Owner has been a complete star and a rock. i have ensured that i have continued with my daily Spanish studies (which i am quite proud of) and completed all my daily chores. However, my tasks and beatings have been put on hold until this weekend, starting this evening with a caning. 

i am actually quite looking forward to being caned by Owner (i am also due to be paddled by Her over the next two days too). The caning is with a new 'birch' style cane that i got for Her as part of Her anniversary gift. It will obviously hurt, canings etc always do, but i also find them to be quite cathartic. They help me to 'get out of my head'. Readers who themselves are caned or beaten etc on a regular basis will know what i am going to about. i think Owner enjoys them too, possibly for the same reason albeit as an opportunity to release some of Her own stress and tension. 

new birch-style cane with my piercing just visible

Owner has also advised me that i can expect to be tortured by Her too. She hasn't gone into details but i am guessing it might involve Her infernal electrical device which She loves, in part because She knows how much i struggle to cope with it. Owner is not a sadist, but then She also enjoys doing things to me that i find difficult to deal with, so maybe She is a bit of a sadist after all??

A sign of just how distracted i have been was that a mini-milestone passed this week without me even noticing or commenting on it. Like many male subs i do like to track some numbers, well one number in particular, namely the last time i had an orgasm of any kind. The counter on my blog (see i like to count these things) informs me that it is 272 and a half days (and counting) since the last such occurrence. Or, in other words, a little over nine months. Yes, i have gone past full-term denial.

i have no idea whether or not that situation will change as it is not my decision to make. i might be allowed to cum in the next hour i might not be allowed to do so, erm, ever again. The longest such period of denial i have previously experienced was in 2019 and that lasted a little over a year. Part of me actually quite likes the idea of possibly never being able to climax again so that i can truly focus on what is important, Owner. i am, amongst other things, Her sex toy and have for many years known and loved the fact that my body exists for Her pleasure alone. Just as my clit became redundant when it came to Her own sexual pleasure, it has not been inside Her for well about a decade and a half, so might my orgasms go the same way? Were that to happen i imagine it would be without fanfare, just a gradual realisation over time, as with my clit experiencing the warmth of Her pussy, that it is something to learn not to ever expect as it is not needed nor is it in any way necessary.

Personally, i derive great pleasure from able to assist in bringing Owner sexual pleasure (which i am sometimes permitted to do) and get as much satisfaction (more actually) from that and from being kept in a state of, often quite horny, denial, than i do from climaxing - which after all is but a fleeting and transient thing whereas long-term denial is a wonderful, constant, delicious experience. It is an eternally hot, warm, glowing ember as opposed to the brief dramatic spark of a flame. i am still permitted to caress my tits or occasionally fuck myself (or be fucked by Owner) under Her close supervision but only enough to get me worked up but not so much as to cause me to make a mess (accidentally or not). i also know that i am very lucky to be allowed to do such things.

Anyway, i will stop here as i am rambling. Hopefully normal service will resume soon, if only to update on what torture Owner had in stall for me.

A Productive But Chilled Weekend

Owner and i are enjoying a productive weekend but one that has also seen us both relax and chill-out together. The weekend started with me doing some housework and having the opportunity to imbibe a delicious glass of Owner's finest nectar.

Next we moved onto a period of intensive clothes rummaging to identify items to be donated to charity. i should explain a key difference between Owner and i. It is that i am a horder and Owner is not. Given half the chance i will hold onto anything and everything on the off-chance that it might, some day in the dim and distant future, be of use. Over the years Owner has successfully managed to ensure i get rid of nearly everything that is not essential to me, or more importantly, of use to Her. My books, records, ornaments and general bric-a-brac have all long gone to the great jumble sale in the sky [Edit by Owner - I would like to point out that your CDs are still all on display and the two metal candlesticks are also yours]. Other than one or two items of genuine sentimental value everything on display in our flat is Hers [Owner: this is a lie]. Yes, our female-led relationship extends to household items too :)

Anyway, back to clothing. Owner presented me with an ultimatum, namely to identify clothes that i don't wear that could be recycled as my side of the wardrobe was getting 'ridiculous'. It was hard going through things and pulling stuff out to get rid of, but i did as i was told and soon had a couple of piles of clothes and shoes to get rid of. Owner also did the same exercise (unlike me She regularly has big clear-outs). Between us we filled five large black bin bags full of clothes, shoes and bags to donate to charity. Hopefully, my wardrobe is now 'safe' for a few more months [Owner: I will be the judge of that].

i also did some baking. i love to bake for Owner but for various reasons have not done so for ages. It felt good to have my hands deep in dough again and the resultant biscuits were, according to Owner, delicious.

On returning Owner gave me a caning (postponed from the night before on account of Her feeling knackered from work). i was caned hard across my bottom whilst my chastised clit was adorned with twenty mini-clothes pegs. It was painful but my bottom felt delightfully 'hot' afterwards.

caned bottom and thighs

caged clit adorned with pegs

It is not all about pain and punishments i do sometimes get to experience some pleasure too. Earlier in the week, after i had done my outdoor challenge, Owner treated me by allowing me to fuck myself with one of Her dildo's under Her supervision. It was a rare pleasure and one i quickly started to enjoy. Luckily Owner was on hand to ensure that i did not enjoy it too much. i was a good 'gurl' and didn't even leak let alone get anywhere close to cumming. However, it did leave me feeling wonderfully aroused.

Then yesterday, Owner returned from the shops with some drinks for us to have at home (rum and coke for Her and cider for me) whilst we settled in and watched a movie together. The film we saw was a wonderful Danish production called Another Round about a group of middle-aged, male teachers who decide their work and relationships would be much improved if they spent all of their time drunk. It is fair to say their efforts end with mixed results. The film is superbly acted and is one of the greatest discourses on alcohol (good and bad) i have seen. It is well worth a watch.

Today, after completing my daily list of chores and my Spanish study (which incidentally i have been doing religiously everyday apart from on days when i was ill) Owner and i are booked to go the cinema to watch Aftersun which also promises to be good. 

i hope everyone else is having an equally enjoyable and productive weekend.

Wedding Anniversary, Chastity and Outdoor (Bikini) Challenge

Today is Owner and my fifth wedding anniversary. Yes, this day five years ago i was in a dress and She was in a trouser suit and we were stood under the iconic 'Welcome to Las Vegas' sign getting married in front of a gaggle of tourists. It was the last day of a short American roadtrip and it was a wonderful way to bring the trip to an end.

Fast forwards five years and we are as in love today as we were then, if not more so. Those five years are themselves but a fraction of the almost eighteen years we have been together as a couple. i am the luckiest person alive to have been able to share my life with Owner, to submit to Her and become Her legally wedded wife.

To mark our wedding anniversary Owner got me my new chastity device and had me pierced with the guiche piercing (see previous post). In return i got Her a birch-style cane (that makes a very ominous sounding swooshing sound when swung) and another gift that i cannot mention as it has not actually been delivered yet.

Unfortunately, we did not have long to mark our anniversary as Owner had to head off early to go into the office. However, today also being the 16th of the month there was time to roll my recently updated (by Owner) chastity and outdoor challenge dice.

The big chastity news is that i am to remain locked 24/7 for the next six months, which means i will have been permanently locked in chastity with release only for cleaning purposes for well over a year. One of the longest stretches i have gone being permanently locked. Regular readers will know that i have a bit of a 'thing' about liking being locked into chastity. Owner is much more ambivalent about it. However, even i am starting to realise that is a long time ahead of me without the prospect of release. In related news it is now nearly nine months since i experienced an orgasm of any type ('proper' or ruined). i have a feeling i also won't be experiencing one of them for a long time to come. However, i know i deserve to be kept chaste. It is Owner's pleasure that counts not mine. i have previously said that i would willingly be kept in a state of permanent denial and i stick by that statement. Owner turns me on and i adore pleasuring Her and the longer i am kept denied like this the more aroused i get. It is a happy state to be in and one i could happily remain in forever.

The other dice event today was the rolling of the monthly outdoor challenge dice. Owner updated these at the weekend (again see previous post) and added a completely new set of locations and outfits for me to wear. So, what would the dice decide. Well, the first to be rolled was the location dice which specified a bus stop location a bit further away from us at the other end of our local park. The next dice specified which outfit to wear and came up with (drum roll please).....a bikini.

i have two bikinis, one blue and one pink, but in truth it was always going to be the pink one that i chose to put on (i can't for the life of me think why 😆). i paired the bikini with my new Mary Jane's and some white over the knee socks (which ended up below my knees), threw on a big coat and headed out shortly after lunchtime today to attempt my challenge. It was about a five minute or so walk to the bus stop specified but i managed to make it incident free. However, when i arrived there was a clutch of people waiting for the bus and also lots of people out and about in the park and on the street.

As a result, i had to try and choose my moments carefully to unzip my coat, throw it open and show off my pink bikini. i was actually a little apprehensive as i also didn't want anyone to think i was trying to flash them (not my intention in the slightest) but i manged to get some photos before heading back home. Owner pronounced Herself delighted and i have to confess that, when i closed our flat door behind me, i was left feeling rather thrilled and excited at my little outdoor adventure. Let me know what you think

And yes, that is the outline of my little chastity device you can see in my bikini bottoms.

Right, now i need to crack on and research the local cinema listings as Owner has instructed me to take Her to the movies.

Take care everyone.

Poppet gets Pierced whilst Owner is Proactive

 Well, today was the day that i got my guiche piercing done. This is the result below;

my new guiche piercing - a solid bar with two balls either end

i was actually quite nervous when i set off out the door on my own to get it done. i knew that not only would i need to strip off in front of a stranger who would have a close up view of my caged clit but also that they would see my bottom was quite pink too. Yes, Owner administered a bottom paddling with Her heavy wooden paddle, plus a testicle/labia spanking with the metal ball device for good measure before sending me on my merry way. This was the state of my bottom before i left home

the last of the bruises from last week's caning still visible

It didn't take long before i was stood in the street outside Severn Dials Tattoo for my piercing appointment. When i walked in i explained to the receptionist that i was here for my guiche piercing. She looked at me and, to my surprise, said, are you 'Naughty Poppet'? It turned out that when i registered online the details had been auto-filled in by my google account. So rather than being registered under my real name, i was registered as 'naughty poppet', which was a surprise. i think i may have blushed a little at that point.

Anyway, i was soon filling out the pre-piercing health questionnaire and no sooner was it done than the piercer herself appeared and invited me through. She was very courteous and professional as she ushered me into a private room, closed the door behind me and told me to remove my trousers and underwear and get onto the gynaecological examination type chair that was stood in the middle of the room. As i stripped the thought occurred to me that maybe i should tell her i was in chastity in case the sight of me caged came as a surprise, so i did. She wasn't the slightest bit fazed.

i was soon sitting naked from the waist down with my feet and knees splayed open as the piercer positioned herself between my legs to start the procedure. First she cleansed the area with alcohol, then she pushed a piercing needle through and then finished off by inserting the titanium bar and securing it in place with its locking ball. The whole process took no more than five minutes and soon i was back in reception to pay and get a round ring to replace the bar when the piercing is fully healed (in about 3 months).

When i got home i told Owner that i had been positioned with my legs spread minus trousers or knickers, just my little pink chastity cage. Owners' response was to tell me what an exhibitionist whore i am and how much i must have enjoyed my piercing experience. Actually, i was quite nervous but it all went well and both Owner and i are very happy with the results.

Whilst i was out getting pierced for Her Owner Herself was also very busy. She updated all of the weekly task/challenge cards, all of my weekly punishment/discipline cards and my monthly chastity dice, outdoor challenge dice and Her monthly 'treats and performances' cards. 

The upshot of the chastity dice changes is that i may now spend upto six months without any chance of being unlocked but equally i could spend 3 whole months chastity free, and a range of other possibilities in between. At the same time there are a whole new set of outdoor locations for me to complete my monthly exhibitionist challenges in and a whole new set of outfit requirements for me to wear, ranging from wearing just a bikini through to wearing my maid's cosplay uniform.

updated dice and cards

i am really grateful to Owner for having taken the time to update all of these for me. This weeks task and punishment cards have already been drawn, meaning that i will spend some time deep-throating a brown dildo, one evening will be spent wearing knickers only and at the end of the week i will be caned three hundred times whilst my 'labia' have twenty mini clothes pegs attached. i know Owner has added some electrical torture cards to these tasks/challenges - i am just relieved i didn't draw them from the bag this time around.

Meanwhile, on the 16th i will get to find out whether or not i will be staying in chastity for the near future and, if so, for how long. On the same day i will also be completing a new outdoor exhibitionist challenge and taking a card to see what monthly 'treat' i should be preparing to provide Owner with.

It has been quite an eventful day, and that is without mentioning the household chores completed or the massage i got to provide Owner with.

This is How we Roll

Occasional readers of this blog may, depending upon which article they stumble across, leave with the impression that the FLR relationship Owner and i share is one filled only with canings, cleaning and chastity. This could not be farther from being the full picture. Although each of the aforementioned are a central and lived element of our lives together the glue that truly binds us...is fun. We both love each others company and truly enjoy ourselves. Neither of us takes ourselves that seriously and i am often allowed to 'get away' with things that, in other Femdom households, might be met with disapproval.

Take yesterday for example. The image below is me drinking my Saturday morning glass of Owners pee, broom in hand still dressed in my dressing gown and nightie, about to sweep the floors - whilst listening to some music on my headphones. 

this is how i roll

Which tracks was i listening to you ask? Oh an eclectic blend comprising tunes by: Pink, The Cure, Elvis (specifically' Suspicious Minds' which in my view is the only good song he ever did and this the only Elvis track on my shuffle), Los Suaves, Måneskin, Rufus Du Sol, AC/DC, Kylie Minogue, Veruca Salt, Scissor Sisters and the Better Oblivion Community Centre. Just a tiny window into my playlist - we have a small flat so it does not take too long to sweep.

Floor sweeping over i then cleaned our fish tank, studied some Spanish and did some washing before Owner and i headed out to North London where She took me for lunch and then to Sadlers Wells to watch a dance performance. On the journey home Owner then surprised me by suggesting we pop into a local bar for a drink, which turned into a few drinks and some food. We had a lovely time, which i think this photo of the two of us conveys

drinks in the bar with Owner

Today, meanwhile i am counting down the hours before i head off to get pierced 'down there'. i am a little nervous, not about the prospect of being pierced. Been there and done that a few times, it doesn't hurt. Rather i am nervous about the fact that it is a guiche piercing and so i will have to remove my panties and spread my legs for the piercer - who in turn will be 'treated' to a close-up view of my caged clit and pussy/arse. 

i will be unaccompanied as Owner is staying at home. Whilst i am following Her instructions and getting permanently accessorised She will be at home updating my weekly task/challenge list and activities and also the outdoor challenge types/locations on Her outdoor challenge dice. The next one of these will be taking place on the 16th as usual, which is only a few days away. i wonder what i will have to do?

Finally, as per my update on the previous blog the traffic numbers through this blog actually seem to be stable (i thought they'd suddenly fallen) so maybe there isn't that much of an issue with blogger after all?

Cobra Micro Chastity & Challenge Updates

Well, it is now over a week since i started wearing my new Cobra Micro Chastity Cage, i am pleased to report that after an initial morning clit escape issue things are going well. The device has proved very comfortable to wear. 

As with all very small cages you do need to spend a bit more time sitting on the toilet making sure that when you think you have finished peeing there is not still some liquid caught somewhere in side your (cow compressed) tube. This is not really any different from when i had the slightly bigger stub cage, it is just with your clit being even smaller it is worth giving everything those few extra squeezes and waiting an extra minute before padding yourself dry, pulling up your panties and striding away. Not an issue, just a need to allow a tiny bit more time when you visit the bathroom.

The other issue i initially had was the surprise discovery, the day after i fitted the Cobra Micro, of the weird sensation of my clit being fully erect. Now, it has not been fully erect for many, many months, so long in fact that until i looked down to see what was causing the strange sensation between my legs i was genuinely puzzled as to what it might be. Turned out that my clit had managed to escape from the confines of the shallow cage head and had poked straight up and out of the gap between the cage and base ring. As i say, this was a surprise and one that i was keen to ensure did not happen again. i swapped the base ring for the smallest one supplied (i had been wearing the second smallest). This is still not so tight as to be uncomfortable but is tight enough to now ensure that my little clit is held firmly in place behind its micro shield. There have been no subsequent escapes.

The one thing that i love about my new cage is that there are times when my clit becomes totally invisible as my foreskin envelopes the head of the mini cage leaving just my plump labia (balls) in view. i have always had a bit of an odd relationship with my clit - i would genuinely be perfectly content if it were to permanently shrink to the size of a finger nail. The new cage essentially does that, at the same time presenting my bits for abuse. The absence of any visible clit makes me finally feel 'normal'. Owner, on the other hand, likes to sometimes be able to see, touch and abuse and play with my clit. Hopefully the fact that Her dice sometimes require that i spend time unlocked will also provide Her with the access She sometimes desires

my magically disappearing clit

Talking of dice and such things. Owner has said that She intends to update the weekly 'task/challenge' cards i have to pick at the start of each week and also the monthly outdoor challenge dice that i get to roll. With the former She wants to integrate the use of electro torture into the cards, which i am rather nervous about. With the latter She is considering updating with revised outdoor locations and outfits for me to show what an exhibitionist slut that i am. The prospect makes me both excited and nervous.

In other news, this is the weekend (specifically thus Sunday) when i am getting my new guiche piercing done. Someone left a comment asking whether i would be in chastity when i get pierced 'down there'? The answer is yes, of course. i will remain in chastity until at least the 16th February when the chastity dice will be rolled again.

There is also some welcome and some less welcome bloggersphere news. The good news is that Sara Girl has a new blog and is back, updating the world with her delightful stories and tales of her life with Emily. Sara writes really well and her blogs are always a good read, do go check her out if you have not come across her before.  Her last blog was forced to close, hopefully her new one won't be.

The less good news is that it appears the pending legislation restricting access to 'adult' content online in the UK is already having an impact on this and other blogs in that it appears blogger may already be restricting who can access blogs hosted on the blogger platform. The lovely billie has written more about the issue here.  i hope it proves to just be a glitch in the matrix but i strongly suspect it is not. As billie writes site traffic on this blog has recently dropped, but maybe it is just because after almost 15 years everyone has finally got completely bored of what i ramble on about.

Anyway, take care one and all...until the next time.

UPDATE (11/02/23) - it appears that the apparent drop-off in blog traffic was a false alarm and is more to do with how blogger graphically displays blog traffic rather than there having been an actual drop in numbers. So maybe i haven't managed to bore everyone quite yet!