Top Tips for the Micro (Caged) Clit

So you are thinking of investing in a micro chastity device? Congratulations! There is nothing quite like the sight of nothing other than your swollen labia (testicles) between your legs with what you once tried to pass off as a penis now almost totally invisible to the naked eye. Yes, micro chastity devices really can make a penis vanish. You are no longer really a man. What you are who knows, but a real man? No. That is not to say that you don't have other male traits and characteristics, just that you no longer have anything that resembles a penis. Rather, you have become a person with a micro clit and a pair of labia that just cry out to be beaten and spanked. Welcome to your new reality.

It is quite possible that your first ever chastity device was a micro one, if so well done you. If, like me, you will be wearing it 24/7 for days,weeks, months even on end then you are in for a bit of a shock and a lot of adjustment, err down there. More likely you started with something bigger to try chastity out but then the itch to go smaller struck and well, you ended up down the rabbit hole. i myself started with a CB300 (far too big) and then, about six or seven devices later, ended up with a 3-D printed Cherry Keeper 'stub' size device before biting the micro-sized bullet with the Cobra Micro. That was back at the start of February 2023 and i have been wearing it 24/7 ever since.

Both devices are small. The cherry keeper had a cage that was a whopping 16.7mm deep whereas the cage of the cobra is a mere 13mm deep. That means your penis is confined to a space only just over 1cm deep. For context my thumbnail is 2cm deep. It means that your clit really, truly does become invisible. However, that extra 3.7mm size difference between the stub and the micro devices also plays out in a number of other ways which make wearing the Cobra micro device a very different experience from the Cherry Keeper stub.

The Art of Peeing in a Small Chastity Device

First off, peeing. Now, anyone who wears a chastity device of any size will immediately come to realise that you really do need to pee sitting down.  Personally, i think all men should pee sitting down anyway. A visit to any men's urinals will show you what lousy aim pretty much all men have and how messy they leave things. Yuck! Far better, in my view, to make them all sit and pee direct into a toilet (as is actually commonplace in some cultures even amongst uncaged men), which is what being in pretty much any form of chastity device requires. i have grown so accustomed to being in chastity that even on the rare occasions i am unlocked, i still sit down to pee.

Anyway, with small devices like both the stub and the micro you not only need to piss sitting down, you also need to ensure you are in no hurry to get back up again when you are done. You also need to ensure that you have some toilet roll or tissue paper to hand whenever you go to the toilet. This is because, confined inside a really small cage, your penis/clit will be somewhat compressed. That in turn means that your uretha is too. There is, therefore, the likelihood that urine will still be trapped somewhere in your slightly scrunched up urethal tube when you have stopped peeing. Because the tube is scrunched up you cannot guarantee that gravity alone will ensure all of your pee will find its way out. You have to help. Being caged you will need to focus more on contracting your bladder muscles to expel any remaining liquid out as well as angling your cage down and 'wiggling' (technical term 😀) it about  to ensure it is empty. Even then there may still be liquid inside your clit that has not yet dripped into the lavatory. That is where the toilet paper/tissues come in. After you have remained seated a bit longer whilst trying to expel the last of the liquid have a wad of paper/tissue in your hand when you stand back up. Chances are there will still be a little dribble of pee that needs mopping up before you are safe to pull your knickers up and exit the lavatory.

Peeing in a Micro Chastity Device

However, with a micro device another issue may arise, in fact it is almost guaranteed to. If you have a foreskin you will inevitably find with a micro cage that your foreskin, or bits of it, end up protruding through the end of your tiny cage if it is one the cage bars. For me this only happened with the micro device although i have seen images of others where it was also true when wearing bigger chastity devices. i presume their penis was naturally bigger than mine, which is naturally small. For me this it did not happen with the stub length cage, just with the micro cage. 

When this happens it can create quite an interesting visual affect. Your foreskin pokes through, almost like the petals of a flower just as they start to unfurl from the bud. It can look something like this

micro caged clit with foreskin protruding

closer view showing foreskin protruding from the tip

Having your foreskin protrude like this from a  micro device is super beneficial as it helps to anchor the device in situ when aroused (see later). However, it also creates a minor problem (in my experience) when peeing. If too much foreskin is protruding a combination of the bunched up foreskin and the bars of the cage create a kind of seal - imagine the tied end of a balloon with your foreskin being the bit of the balloon that is tied.

In a situation like this when you sit down to pee you bladder starts to empty but there is nowhere for the urine to go as the folds of foreskin effectively create a seal preventing the liquid escaping. Instead, what it does is leaks out of your penis/clit and fills any foreskin still inside the cage with liquid, creating a kind of miniature-reservoir/dam. Your bladder may feel a little less full but the liquid hasn't gone far at all, rather it is trapped in the elastic dam of your foreskin, held in check by the folds of foreskin protruding from the cage.

Were you to now stand up and pull your knickers up you are seconds away from disaster. The urine trapped in your foreskin will burst free at some point. This might not happen immediately, but happen it will. When it does it will soak your panties and wet the floor. i know as it once happened to me when i was not paying attention. Luckily, i was at home and not at work or visiting a restaurant etc. Soaked knickers and trousers/skirts re not always the best of looks! 

To avoid this what you need to do whenever you go to have a wee is pull some of the foreskin back into the cage with your fingers, if some is protruding, so that an opening forms allowing your pee to escape in the usual fashion. You can then mop up with your pad of tissue/toilet paper, pull-up your panties and be on your way. 'Problem' sorted.

Erections in a Micro Device

Contrary to what some people may think, being locked in a tiny chastity device does not prevent erections. Instead, erections are still attempted but are constrained, to a greater or lesser extent depending on the depth of the cage. Some have more space than others for your clit to expand into. 

What tended to happen with my Cherry Keeper stub device was that erections were half-hearted affairs. My clit was physically unable to extend outwards by more the 16.7mm depth of the stub's cage. This meant that my clit remained firmly trapped inside the the cage, unable to expand outwards and so instead it sort of retreated internally, pushing back into kind of reverse erection with the bulk of the 'length' inside my body, if that makes sense?

The situation with the micro cage is a little different. Because the micro cage is 3.7mm less deep it is that much easier for a determined clit to force its way past it in its daily dawn attempt to achieve a morning 'hard-on' which after all is a perfectly normal daily occurrence for anyone born with a penis, whether we like it or not. The stub device was sufficiently deep to be able to contain these morning thrusts for freedom but with the micro device a little extra help is needed to stop the head of your clit being able to escape by literally pushing the cage to one side whilst you sleep.

First off, in my experience you need a slightly tighter base ring than with a bigger cage so that there is less opportunity for your excitable clit to try and successfully bully its way to freedom. A smaller base ring on the device (i wear the smallest possible) helps to hold everything snuggly and securely in place meaning that there is less 'give' in the device which in turn makes it more difficult for your clit to force an escape. More difficult, but not impossible.

What really seems to be critical to ensuring that your clit stays in inside a micro cage, unable to force it way free, is whether or not the end of your foreskin is also trapped inside the cage rather than sitting outside the cage.  Ideally you want to have some of your foreskin poking through the end to anchor your cage in place - albeit note the slight peeing issue this can create (see previous). If any of your foreskin is protruding out from the side of the cage then, come the onset of early morning wood, it will become the pathfinder that the rest of your clit will follow, ending up with your clit poking free. 

This happened to me one morning shortly after i first got the micro device. When it happened i just lay there, totally puzzled by the strange and unusual sensation i could feel between my legs. It took a few minutes for me to realise that what i could feel was my own, unconfined erection, so unaccustomed had i become to physically experiencing one. But it was true, three inches of flesh was protruding from the side of my micro chastity cage. At the time i was able to hastily shove everything back int place and within minutes my clit had shrunk back to its usual, well clit-like, size. But it was a shock, seeing and feeling something i had not experienced for a long time. i was determined not to let it happen again.

To cut a long story short. if you keep your foreskin so that some of it protrudes a little from the end of your cage when your clit then tries to stiffen early in the morning as, i repeat, all clit's do,  the protruding flesh serves to anchor everything securely in place. Your clit may swell but it will remain trapped in situ within the micro cage and you can rest easy knowing that your clit is safely trapped out of sight behind bars, where it belongs. It won't be making any surprise, impromptu appearances.

So there it is, that has been my experience of the difference between wearing a stub-sized and a micro-sized chastity device. Has anyone experienced something similar, had different experiences? i would be interested to hear.

Owners Big Day

Today is my beautiful Owner's birthday, happy birthday gorgeous! We are now both the same age again after a short period of time when She was a a year younger than i am. Owner is just recently returned from a trip to Rome with a friend and so has requested a quiet weekend for us both. Sadly, i have to scoot off for a few days tomorrow to help my dad but She and i will at least get to spend most of Her special weekend together.

The day started with me snuggled up to Her in bed and wishing Her a happy birthday before i slipped out from under the covers to make Her breakfast and put out Her presents. i baked Her a birthday cake yesterday but unfortunately, although apparently very tasty (lemon), my presentation skills let me down just a tad!

Cake on a cheeseboard...wait, what? A cheeseboard!

 My other gifts for Owner included a weekend trip to Berlin, which we will be taking in early May to escape the madness that will be the King's coronation. We have been to Berlin before but that was many, many years ago. It is a great city and we are both looking forward to returning.i also got Her this print from Dark Strokes Art which reminded me of the two of us. It is actually a tarot card design. 

Owner was into tarot cards before She met me whereas i find them a bit scary. i love the design. Owner is the person who gives me strength and who looks after me and guides me. i imagine myself as the gagged figure sitting at Owner's feet.

My final gift, and one that Owner has already put to use on a number of occasions, is one that i may live to regret getting Her. It is an electro zapper device called a tazapper electro wand that fizzes and zaps when it discharges an electric shock.

Owner is already describing it as Her magic 'Harry Potteresque' device and i can see what She means. i have a feeling i might be getting zapped quite regularly

Meanwhile, yesterday evening Owner set about my bottom with Her little red whip, turning it a lovely shade of stripey pink before then taking a riding crop to my nipples. Happy days!

whipped bottom

Piss Drinking in the Park

Owner has arrived back from Her trip to Rome, yay! i have missed Her but am also really pleased that She had as good a time as She evidently did. It was lovely to see Her emerge into the arrivals hall at Gatwick airport last night and to be able to snuggle up to Her again in bed. i missed Her.

i am pleased to report that whilst She was away i kept up with my studies and household chores so that Owner returned to a clean and tidy flat. When we got home from the airport i prepared Her dinner and then we enjoyed a relaxed remainder of the evening together watching the first episode of the new (and final) season of Succession. It wasn't long. however, before Owner set me a new challenge.

Readers may have come to realise that i have a 'bit of a thing' about Owner's pee. She, in turn, enjoys having me consume it. Sometimes i am really lucky and am instructed to drink it direct from source, more common is being handed a glass of the amber nectar to drink. Typically, this is how i start every weekend, with a fresh, warm glass of Owner's piss.

Imagine my delight then when Owner instructed that today, the day that also happens to almost coincide with my 300 day orgasm free anniversary (it is actually day 299 for the statisticians amongst you) i was instructed to consume some of Owner's piss, not at home, but in public. Specifically, to consume it from a vessel in our local park.

Now, being the eager slut i am i could not have used just any old flask. No. i chose a transparent one so that it was clear for all to see that the liquid i was so eagerly drinking in public looked like piss, which of course is what it was. Not only do i love to drink Her urine but i love the idea of complete strangers possibly noticing that i am consuming urine, in public and with relish. i also chose a spot just outside the cafe in the park to drink it, which seemed quite appropriate. So that is what i did after work today, went to our local park and sat down with people all around me in front of the cafe and had the pleasure and the privilege of drinking Owner's piss.

Here i am, piss drinking in the park

It was delicious!

It may not be everybody's cup of tea but i for one think it was an excellent way to be able to have marked the near passing of that other 300 day orgasm-free milestone. So, thank you Owner for having kept me happily denied for 300 days and counting and for granting me the opportunity to consume your piss in public, cheers!

Owner Packs Then Punishes Poppet

Owner is heading off for a few days leaving yours truly home alone. She is heading off to Rome for a short break with a friend of Hers. i will travel down to the airport hotel with Her tonight and then help Her carry Her small case to check-in before, with a sad heart, i wave Her goodbye. i won't see Her again until Wednesday night when i head back to the airport to collect Her. i hope that She has a wonderful time, She deserves a little holiday.

Meanwhile, i sought permission for and was allowed out un-escorted after work on two separate occasions this week. The first was for a quasi-business meeting with a friend for an hour in a local pub. The second was a reunion with a housemate from University days whom i have literally not seen in decades. Of course, i was advised i would be punished in return for being allowed out. A combination of electro-torture and then caged.

The first such punishment was delivered yesterday along with a set of additional maintenance punishments but that was not before i received a wonderful gift from Owner in the form of a beautiful purple leather collar. It is to be worn outside of work and replaces the thin little pink collar and bell that i was previously wearing (the bell will be recycled and attached to a metal O-piercing which will shortly replace the bar piercing below my clit - we are just ensuring that has fully healed before swapping jewellery). This is a close-up of the new collar

and a shot of me wearing it for the first time

Shortly after the above image was taken that i found myself on my knees on the sofa, bottom presented to Owner in readiness to be caned by Her on my butt and the backs of my thighs. She used one of Her thick canes with a traditional curved handle to administer the caning. You can see the aftermath below

Immediately after the caning was completed i was then instructed to spread my thighs so that Owner could then give my sensitive 'labia' a spanking (60 strikes) with one of Owner's wooden spoons. It can deliver quite a blow to that most sensitive of parts and has a wonderful grin cut-out of the spoon which seems most appropriate given what its purpose in life is i.e. a punishment device

the wooden spoon at rest after having beaten my bits

My little caged clit was left aroused and a little excited from the beating. Not so excited as to be at risk of leaking but enough for me to feel it strain in its cage as my bottom, thighs and 'bits' glowed hot.

However, Owner was not done, not at all. Immediately after being spanked i was instructed to go and lie down on the bed where my hands were cuffed and chained to the metal bed-frame. Owner then straddled me and started to tickle me mercilessly. i was told to count one hundred tickles but kept losing count as i laughed and squirmed as She tickled my belly, my chest and under my arms. There were even times when i was laughing so much i was unable to speak at all, let alone count out loud. When i eventually made it to one hundred Owner announced that She was sure it had only been eighty and so carried on. i am not sure what was worse, the tickles or what came next.

After the tickles were done with Owner then attached Her infernal electro-torture device to my nipples to administer some electric-shocks, in part as punishment for having gone out earlier in the week and then another burst of electricity just for fun. Owner is thoroughly enjoying Her new electro-torture device. As for me, well i have got slightly more used to it but i still really, really struggle with it. Here i am looking relieved at the end of the torture session.

The real torture starts tomorrow though when Owner jets off to Rome and i traipse back to our flat on my own. i will miss Her terribly. i hope that She has a wonderful time but i can't wait to be reunited with Her later in the week.

Bimbo Workout

So this afternoon i had Owner in fits of hysterics as yours truly completed the monthly entertainment request She had given to me, which was to perform a 1980s aerobic workout for Her amusement. This was me getting ready to 'go for the burn' in my leotard, leggings and 'BIMBO' socks

And here are some clips of me in action with Owner bursting out into occasional hysterical laughter as She watches whilst also trying to hold the camera steady

In case you are wondering what i keep glancing at in that second to last video it is that i was worried my bouncing up and down might topple the fish tank off its stand, which would have made for a dramatic finale.

This was actually the fourth workout my poor glutes had experienced in less that 24 hours. The evening before, after Owner and i had both finished work, they were subjected to their regular Friday beating. This time Owner took Her thick green handled cane to them and the the backs of my thighs causing both to flush a lovely pink and red afterwards. It meant that my cheeks were still glowing as i prepared dinner and they were still hot when i washed the dishes and then cleaned the kitchen.

caned backside

Thia morning started, as Saturdays nearly always do, with breakfast and a glass of Owners delicious golden nectar. Today's had quite an intense, rich aroma and a lovely taste that i greedily gulped down. i do so love drinking Owner's piss and the different shades of amber and flavours She can produce never fail to fascinate me, i really ought to do a whole blog on it one day. Anyway, here i am happily consuming Her offering

Ready, steady....

...gone

Piss and breakfast consumed it was time to do a spot of Spanish study and then the first of today's set of glute (and abs) exercises. i am quite pleased with myself in that i am now back to using the same set of weights again as i did when i was exercising just before i caught Covid last year. i am hopeful that the regular exercise routine i have resumed combined with the use of my dumb bells, ankle weights and kettle bell will soon start to pop my butt and trim the weight that has accumulated around my mid-riff. i even continued with my routine when Owner tried to distract me by drawing on my bum

the smile Owner drew on my butt cheek as i worked out

Exercises completed it was time to move onto my chores, and another mini-workout, this time from sweeping and vacuuming all the floors. Yes, housework can most definitely be exercise too. Floors done, interspersed with a spot of random dancing to some music, it was time to  get ready for the day and make some lunch for Owner and i (tuna salad if you must know).

Lunch consumed and tidied away i did some ironing before being instructed to go to my cage so that i would be out of Owner's way for a while. i ended-up spending an hour locked-up on all fours, drooling into my little bucket from the bit-gag i was wearing whilst my teats were stretched by the heavy metal chain suspended on hooks from my pierced nipples. This is how i spent an hour this afternoon

you can see the heavy chain hanging from hooks through my nipple rings

and the bucket that i drool into

my matching mittens and bit-gag

After being released from the cage i cut and trimmed Owners toenails for Her, then did my little 80s aerobic routine, watched some TV with Her before then giving Owner a back massage. 

It has been a productive and fun little day, especially the part where i got to try do the aerobics workout. i think my butt will definitely be 'feeling it' tomorrow morning when i pick-up the weights and do a repeat of my butt and abs workout again. Fingers crossed, however, some results might be apparent in a couple of months.

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.