I hate spiders

I hate spiders, to be honest they probably get a bad press because I am sure they aren’t all vicious little bastards out to exterminate the  human race but I can’t help feeling that is true every time I see one! They just have too many legs and they move too quick and they have lots of eyes and fangs and….they’re just horrible little creatures!

That said, I don’t kill them when I find them in my house, I can usually pluck up enough courage to put a glass over one and then call in a friend to come and dispose of it in the garden, far enough away that it won’t come back!  However, last Saturday, when I encountered a rather large house spider in my kitchen I was rather limited in the number of people I could call after I’d trapped it in the glass as I was naked except for a pair of stockings and had been forbidden to put anymore clothes on.

So, there was only one person I could call on really and her name is Kayleigh, I may have mentioned her before on here!  I asked her if she was afraid of spiders and if not could she dispose of one the next day when she came round, she told me to keep it safe as she has an idea of how to put it to good use, my heart sank.

The next day I was very excited to see Kayleigh and she had been away for the weekend but I was also very worried about her plans for the hideous guest in my kitchen, I did consider just letting it go and saying it escaped but I wouldn’t have been able to just lie to her face and I would have ended up in trouble.

When she arrived I was knelt behind the door in my stockings just like I had been on the friday night before she locked me in the dog cage. She smiled when she walked in and held my head against her thigh just as she had done then, only this time she put her hand under my chin and pulled gently upwards gesturing for me to stand. When I did she kissed me hard and I kissed her back and I was immediately wet and desperate for her.

She started to take off her jacket and I helped her, her fingers were already inside me as I pulled the zip down the side of her dress and helped it slide to the floor. She was wearing some gorgeous lingerie which I bought for myself and worn to her flat the night that she made me  stand in the corner all night, apparently when she didn’t give it back to me she had claimed it for herself!

We made it to the bedroom and she laid on the bed on her front and then reached back and pulled the thong to the side, I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and pushed my face between them, I could hear her  moaning as I circled her asshole with my tongue and then pushed it into her. I tongue her ass for a while and then she turned over and I kissed all the way up her body to her breasts, I unclipped her bra and pulled it off then took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked on it and ran my tongue around it, then I bit it gently.

She grabbed my her and jerked  my head up, then gave me a gentle slap on the cheek and said “No!”, I just smiled and went back to sucking on her nipple whilst my fingers circled her clit and then pushed their way into her wet hole. I massaged her other tit with y free hand whilst I sucked harder on her nipple and increased the pressure with my fingers and she was soon cumming all over my hand. I didn’t stop though, instead I continued to finger fuck her dripping pussy and with my other hand undid the ribbon bows on the sides of her thong, then pulled it away with my teeth. Now that I had fulled access I put my lips around her little clit and began to tease it with my tongue while my fingers still thrust in and out of her and she moaned loudly.

My tongue pushed under her hood and around her clit as I sucked on it gently and then my fingers found her spot and I began pushing the tips of them into it as I sucked harder. She was making some amazing noises now and was soaking wet as I continue to pleasure her and then she came again, really hard this time and she grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my head into her as she went wild.

As she recovered I gently licked around her slip, cleaning her juices up with my tongue and savouring every bit of it, my mouth was filled with the taste of her. After a while she told me to kneel so I  knelt on the bottom of the bed, sitting on my heals, knees apart and arms folded behind my back . I love sitting (or kneeling) in these submissive positions, offering my body to her and leaving it completely open to her mercy, of lack there of!

She knelt in front of me and her fingers went straight to my pussy, it was soaking wet and she had no problem sliding three fingers into me and then she began rubbing my clit with her thumb. My clit is hypersensitive since it was pierced and it requires very little stimulation to make me cum but she was pressing it hard and I was ready in less than a minute but  she told me “not without permission” and then took my nipple between her finger nails and pinched it hard, that just made me moan. I immediately said “May I cum” and she immediately said “no” and then rubbed my clit even harder!

I was moaning and panting as her fingers worked on my pussy and nipples, I was desperate to cum but I held on, waiting for her permission. I asked again “Pleassse may I cum?” but she just said “no” again and intensified the attention her fingers were giving my pussy. I was dripping wet down there, my juices were literally running over her hand and I was  panting and moaning and desperately trying not to cum whilst at the same time absolutely desperate to do so!

This went on for another minute and then without thinking I blurted out “Please Miss…” and then I saw a smile spread across her face and she said “I like that, say it again” and I immediately said “Please Miss, can I cum please?” and then she stopped everything and said “not yet my little slut” and then she grabbed my knees and pulled them towards her so that my legs were pulled either side of her and I fell backwards onto the bed.

She produced a small plastic bag from out of her handbag which contained the locking clit ring she had got me and the pet tag with the words “KAYLEIGH’S SLUT” engraved on it. The metal clip on the tag had been replaced with a gold ring and I couldn’t see any join in it.  She tipped them out of the bag into her hand along with the little “key” for the ring.

I was still panting as I watched her, desperate to cum and ready to do anything to be allowed. I gasped loudly as she pulled back my hood and removed the ring from my clit. It hadn’t been taken out since it was put then and it stuck a little bit and tugged on my clit from the inside as it came out, it was all I could do not to cum when that happened!

The locking ring it a little bit complicated to “install”, there is a piece which comes completely off and you put that through the piercing and then you re-attach the rest of the ring onto it and tighten a very small screw with the key to lock it in place. The screw has a unique head so it can only be opened with one of the keys from the manufacturer.

Kayleigh threaded the small piece of metal through the hole in my clit while I bit my lip and tried my best to control my orgasm, the new jewellery is slightly bigger than the old and it sent a truly bizarre sensation through my whole body as it stretched the hole in my clit from the inside. Once it was in she looped the ring through the tags ring and then gently positioned it back together and tightened the screw, every movement sent a thrill of pleasure through my clit and I was almost in tears I was so desperate to cum.

With the new jewellery and tag now locked on my clit Kayleigh told me to kneel up which I did, then she held the tag between her fingers and very gentle pulled on it, I gasped and my eyes pleaded with her and she said “you may cum” and then I just let go and I came so hard and so fast at her command, it was pure complete submissive bliss!

I laid on the bed for at least fifteen minutes while she stroked my hair and I came down from my orgasm, I felt completely amazing and totally satisfied. I looked down on the tag hanging from my clit and felt pride at wearing it, as well as a lot of sensitivity!

Suddenly Kayleigh got up and  told me to come over, when I did she told me to lie on my back then she disappeared out of the room. I had completely forgotten about my little friend in the kitchen until she came back carrying the glass part out of my cafetière containing one huge spider!

She knelt down beside me and held up the glass jar for me to see, I moved back away from it as far as possible, then I watched as she tipped the jar and pressed it against my stomach upside down and spider dropped onto my skin.

I immediately had goose bumps all over my body and I went completely rigid. I wanted to jump up and get it off me and run away but in my mind I knew that she wanted me to stay, she wanted me to be a good sub and let her do what she wanted to do even though it was very difficult for me.

After letting the spider run around a little on my stomach she pinched my nipple hard making it erect and then began to move the jar up my body, every time the jar moved far enough up my body that the spider touched the back it ran forward again and I jumped every time. Finally the jar reached my left tit and Kayleigh left it there balanced with the spider sitting almost directly on top of my erect nipple.

Thoughts flew through my mind, one main one was of the spider sinking its fangs into my nipple and I have to admit I felt a twinge in my pussy when I thought about that!

Kayleigh wasn’t holding the glass  jar anymore, it was just balanced on my tit and I knew if I moved too much it would fall and the spider would get free so I stayed perfectly still even when I watched and felt the spider running across my nipple, it was horrendous!

Kayleigh watched me intently as my eyes flicked between that monster on my chest and her. After what felt like an hour she said “If you ask me to I will take it off and get rid of it. However I would like you to ask me to move the jar over your pussy”.

My mind was racing, I was desperate to tell her to take it away and get rid of it and never do this again but her words rang through my brain like bells. “I would like you to ask me to move the jar over your pussy”.  Really, did she really expect me to ASK for THAT!?

“Please Miss, will you move the jar over my pussy?”

I don’t think I had completely decided to say it before I said it, the words just came out and she immediately smiled a big wide gorgeous smile and I almost forgot about the spider.

She used a piece of card to flick the spider back into the jar as she picked it up and then moved between my legs. I spread them a little wider for her and then she looked at me and said “Count to sixty”.

As I said ONE she planted the jar over my pussy and I watched the creature drop onto my pussy mound, it immediately ran across my pussy and I could feel each of its feet on me.

I started to shake as I counted, I have no idea why I was so scared but I was truly terrified as I counted aloud.

The second I hit sixty I felt the jar come away, Kayleigh got up and went to the window and I assume the spider went out. She was back at my side in a flash lying next to me and cuddling my shaking body and saying “Good girl, good girl, Shhhh”.

We laid on the floor for a while and then got up and got into bed. I felt silly for getting so afraid but she just cuddled me and I felt completely safe in her arms where I fell asleep.

This was all the weekend before last and since then I  have had to get used to my piercing all over again! The tag that now dangles from it adds weight and movement too it which has over served to increase the sensitivity further but I love it completely. I have spent ages looking at it in the mirror just hanging from my clit it looks amazing and the permanency of the locking ring makes it all the sweeter. I have no idea where the key is now, Kayleigh has it somewhere safe (I hope!) so if I ever want it off she will have to let me.

I’ve thought a lot about the spider experience since then, it was a truly horrible experience and I never want to go through it again, it only lasted about ten minutes but it felt like an eternity. I think the point of it was to reinforce my obedience, I could have got up at any time, flicked the spider off me at any time or simply asked her to stop but instead I let her do this horrible thing to me and then when she made it clear what she wanted I ASKED for it to be made worse! I’m quite proud of myself for enduring it actually and I think it taught me AND Kayleigh a little bit more about our relationship.

I’d be interested to hear people’s thoughts on it!


Kayleigh is away this weekend visiting some friends of hers in another part of the country so I am spending the weekend on my own. Before she goes though she wanted to come to see me for half an hour so I waited and she turned up a 4.30pm.

When she arrived I was kneeling about a meter inside the front door with my hair tied back tightly, black makeup on my eyes and wearing nothing but some black stockings. When she opened the door (she has a key now) her face broke into a big smile!

She walked over to me, pulled my head against her thigh and tilted upwards so I was looking up at her then said “Good girl, stay down there but follow me”. Then she walked into my bedroom.

I followed on my hands and knees managing to give myself a friction burn on my knee on the way, when I got into the bedroom she had moved the dog cage into the middle of the rom at the foot of the bed, I crawled over to her and it. She squatted down and gave me a deep and passionate kiss that lasted a good minute and made me wet, the she said “In”.

I admit I started to panic a bit and just looked at her blankly until she said “IN!” in a more demanding voice. I turned slowly and backed my way into the cage whilst panicking in my head that she was going to lock me in there until she came back. Things were running through my head like how am I going to eat or drink?! She shut the door and walked out of the room.

The cage is pretty small, on all fours my back is pretty near the top but it is long enough that I have a bit of room in front of me if I go right to the back. It’s had to move around at all though so getting into any kind of comfortable position it a challenge.

She came back into the room carrying my iPad and phone and put them into the cage with me, I didn’t touch them, I just watched her in disbelief, she really was going to lock me in!!

She shut the door again and this time disappeared into my closet, I heard my toy chest being opened (she has a key for that now too) and then she comes back with a couple of padlocks. She puts one around the bars of the side door and locks it and then the second around the bars of the main door so neither can be opened. Then she produces a little box with a four digit combination on it from her bag, she drops both keys into it and then locks it and sets all the numbers back to zero before sliding it through the bars with a big grin on her face, then she sits down in front of the cage.

I’m going to go now or else I’ll be late for the train, I will text you the code to the key box later on tonight, probably, so you can get out. Don’t try and open it until I text you. Now, what is the password for your FindMyiPhone thing? <I told her my password>

OK, you aren’t allowed to leave the grounds of the house until I come back, the only exception is that you can walk to the shop if you need food but go straight there and come straight back. Keep your phone with you at all times, I’m going to check your location every so often and if you are somewhere you’re not supposed to be….well, you don’t want to know what will happen!

You won’t take off those stockings and you won’t put anything else on either, unless you go to the shop in which case you are allowed to put the dress that I have left out for you on but you have to take it off the moment you get back.

Do you understand?

<I nodded>

OK, see you on Sunday my girl.

And then she got up and left me there. And that’s where I still am!

It is now 7.25pm so I’ve been in here for two and a half hours and I am so uncomfortable! I’ve tried lots of different positions and the only one that is comfortable is if I curl into a sort of foetal position so I’m staying like that for now.

Hopefully she will text soon and I will be able to get out because I am starving and really need to stretch out! I hadn’t planned on doing much this weekend anyway but it looks like I won’t be doing anything now AND it’s the first weekend it’s been sunny in ages and I can’t put any clothes on to go out in it!!!

I can’t see what she’s left out for me to wear to the shops but I’m sure it will be completely unsuitable, she is funny like that! I will let you know when/if I get out of this stupid cage!!

How long should I wait before I ask to be let out?

Update: 11.27pm

I got a text from Kayleigh about five minutes ago and after some fumbling in the dark I managed to retrieve the keys and let myself out of the cage. My whole body aches and it is hard to move my arms and legs, I’ve never been so uncomfortable for so long!

This is the text she sent:
Hello my slutty sub, how are you enjoying your cage? I think you’ve been in there long enough now, the code for the keys is 2604, your birthday! Go and get something to eat and then call me in 15 mins xx

SIX AND A HALF HOURS I was in that bloody thing!

My toy chest

I’ve had my toy chest for several years, it’s a black leather trunk like the one pictured above. It is a 2×1 foot rectangle and about a foot high, has a locking latch on the front and lives at the bottom of my walk in wardrobe, which sounds fancy but is basically just a small closet where I keep my clothes…and toys!

As those who follow this blog regularly will know, I have being dancing around showing Kayleigh the contents of my toy chest for some time mainly because I was worried about what her reaction would be.

You can read a list of the contents of my chest here, they are basically things I have collected over the years for use in bedroom play some of which are fairly tame like vibrators and handcuffs and some of which are fairly extreme like BBQ skewers and a speculum made for horses!

NOTE: The horse speculum was an epic failure as I could only just get it in me and even then when I tried to open it the thing just kept sliding out!

I did think about taking some of the more extreme things out before showing it to Kayleigh but then I thought that it wouldn’t be a good representation of me and I really wanted her to see the full, uncensored version of me in all my depraved glory!  I think what really scared me was possibility that she would see that and run a mile and I really don’t handle rejection very well, I protect myself against it as much as possible!

However, things have been going very well with Kayleigh of late and I feel we are growing closer all the time, she does seem to get me and I think I get her and we both seem to give each other what we need in the BDSM word AND in normal everyday life. So I decided to just go for it.

Unfortunately life conspired against me and the weekend I was intending to reveal all to her my mother got ill and had to go into hospital, so I headed back to Cornwall to see her and that opportunity was gone.

By the way, thank you for the well wishes, she is out of hospital and doing fine now.

Then the weekend before last I was going to show her on Saturday night after a nice meal that I was going to cook, but she had to work, she has an evening job in a bar as her secretary job doesn’t bring in enough money. Finally a week last Sunday we got to have the evening together and I showed her my toys.

I think I made a bigger deal of it than I needed to, I think she thought I was going to reveal to her that I used to be a man or something!

We had a nice meal which I had cooked and I told her that I had something to show her and that I had been keeping it from her because I was worried how she would react and that I didn’t want to scare her off. Sometimes when I’m nervous I can just talk for England even though in my head I’m saying “Stop talking now, stop, no really stop”!

So I lead her into the bedroom where I had put the open chest on my bed and I went and sat beside it on the bed.  I told her that it was my toy chest and that it contained all of the toys I have collected over the years, I told her that I had used all of them or had them used on me at one time or another.

She didn’t say anything at first, she just started picking things up out of the chest and looking at them, I couldn’t stand silence so I started talking again, I said that I knew some of them are a bit weird and quite extreme and that is why I wanted to show her so she could see the how far my kinks go because I didn’t want to keep any of that from her…..she put a finger on my lips, then she smiled and pulled out a ball gag.

I opened my mouth as she pushed the ball in and fastened the strap tight enough to hurt, then she grinned a little more and pulled out a padlock and slipped it through the ring on the buckle to lock the gag.

Next she pulled out a pair of clover clamps which went straight on to my nipples. She roughly pulled my top down, grabbed each nipple and attached the clamps then gave them a tug causing an exquisite pinch in both my nips simultaneously.

The next item to come out was the collar and lead, she had a very wicked grin on her face as she buckled the leather collar loosely around  my neck and let the lead (leash) hang between my breasts.

A pair of handcuffs went on my wrists behind my back and then she attached another pair just above my elbows, this pulled my arms right back and into a very uncomfortable position but I just sat there and let her have her fun.

She continued going through the chest pulling out dildos and clamps and plugs, then she got to the box of nails. They are long thin nails and I keep them in a plastic box filled with surgical spirit, I watched her as she opened it and took out a nail, she touched the sharp point with her finger and then sort of shrugged and put it back in the box and sealed it again.  This was one of the items I was worried about because it’s fairly extreme to have nails put into you but she didn’t seem bothered at all by it!

The chest has a little tray at the bottom with compartments in it which I use to keep different kinds of toys separate and easy to find.  She had come to the plugs compartment and went through them one at a time, the first three are just rubber anal plugs of different sizes, the fourth is a solid steel one with a D ring on the end of it (the end that stays outside!).  The fifth is a very recent purchase, it looks like a normal metal plug but when you push a ring in at the end the plug opens up like the petals on a flower which makes it much large inside you and completely impossible to remove. The finishing touch is that when it is open you can use a padlock to keep it open and therefore prevent it being removed.

Kayleigh messed about with it for a little while whilst I watched, there is a little rubber ring that goes around the plug to keep the “petals” closed when it isn’t being used and once she figured out that came off she soon figured out the true cruel purpose of the toy, and wanted to try it out.

She told me to get off the bed and when I hopped off she turned me round and bent me over it. She lifted my skirt over my ass and then ran the cold metal plug along my slit, then she pushed it inside my pussy and pulled it back out. When she pulled my ass cheeks apart and put the plug to my hole I could feel my juices on it, no need for lube when your sub is always wet!

My ass it quite tight but she applied plenty of force and the plug went it fairly easily, my ass stretching to take it all in, then she opened the petals.  It’s a very odd feeling when it opens up inside you, its painful but it’s also just very weird, I don’t know how to describe it. Anyway I yelped when she opened it and it stretched my insides, then she very quickly locked it with another padlock.

She left me bent over the bed while she went through the rest of my toys and then all of sudden flipped me over onto back. My arms were agony when I put all my weight on them and handcuffs dug in painfully, I forgot all that though when she held up the horse speculum and raised her eyebrows in a “what the fuck?” expression! I just looked at her, went red, and tried to smile (not easy with a ball gag in your mouth!).

I watched as she opened it up and then put her arm through the middle of it and then laid it on my stomach so the bottom was level with the opening of my pussy, it came up almost to my tits! She just laugh and shook her head and threw it back in the chest.

I watched her throw all of the toys that she had taken out (and not used) back into the chest with horror. I’m not a particularly tidy person but I always keep my toy chest pristine!  The only thing she kept out was a paddle.

She took hold of my leash and helped me get up off the bed and the led me to the lounge where she sat on the sofa and gestured for me to kneel in front of her which I did.

She spoke in a soft kind voice and told me that she was very happy that I wanted to show her my toys and that I shouldn’t have been worried because nothing in there shocked her or worried her, not even the “ridiculous speculum”. She said that I shouldn’t have kept it a secret though and that she felt that the paddle (she held it up) would help me to remember not to keep things from her in future.

She pulled my leash and motioned for my to get up onto the sofa so I climbed up and she got me laid across her lap with my ass over her knees. As soon as I was in position she started to hit my ass with the paddle.

It wasn’t too bad at first, she wasn’t hitting me that hard and she was alternating between ass cheeks as she went. She kept it up at a constant speed, SMACK on the left cheek then SMACK on the right and then SMACK on the left.  After a few minutes it started to get uncomfortable and then after about ten minutes it was really starting to burn. She had increased the speed or the force but it my ass was really starting to get tender and sore!

After about fifteen minutes it was really starting to hurt lot, my ass felt like it was burning and every hit with the paddle sent a shocking sting through my ass. I tried to move my ass away to give me a seconds rest from it but she had her spare hand on my lower back and held me down firmly with it.

After twenty minutes I had tears running down my cheeks and I was trying to beg her to stop through the gag but she ignored me and continued with the relentless SMACKing of the paddle. I can’t remember anyone ever giving me such consistent punishment for such a long time before ever, it was absolute torture, much worse than ten really hard whacks with a cane, that is like a really fast big pain and then it subsides to a manageable level, this started off completely bearable but became excruciating and by the time she finished after thirty minutes I was an absolute mess, I was sobbing and trying to get away.

She hadn’t talked to me the whole time but now that she had finished she told me to kneel back in front of her. I VERY gingerly got back onto the floor on my knees and knelt up in front of her, she just smiled sweetly and said “kneel down hunni” so I lowered my ass onto my heels and closed my eyes as I put my weight on my tender rear, it hurt so bad!

She looked into my eyes and I looked into hers (god I love her eyes!) and she said “OK, have you learnt your lesson?” and I nodded emphatically to which she said “So no more secrets?” and I nodded again, then she smiled and said “Good girl”. She says that to e all the time, it’s so patronising, I love it!

She came around behind me and I felt immense relief in my arms as she released first the elbow cuffs and then the wrist cuffs before sitting back down in front of me. I shook some life back into my arms as she watched me then she said “open you legs” which I did whilst blushing because I knew it was rather wet down there! She grinned and said “now cum for me”.

I leaned back and supported myself on my left arm while my right hand went down between my legs and began a circular motion around my clit. It’s so easily for me to make myself cum since I got my piercing and I was moaning within thirty seconds and cumming within a minute!

She had to go home shortly after that, she left me in the gag, collar, plug and clamps but said I could remove them once she’d gone. The only problem was that she’d pulled all of the keys out of the padlocks in my chest and left them all in a big pile in the bottom, including the ones for the gag and plug!

After I’d finally got myself free of everything and tidied up my chest (over an hour later) I went for a shower. My ass was red raw and really bruised, it felt even worse than right after the paddling and I couldn’t sit down at all. I went to sleep lying naked on my front with no covers on me.

The next day I didn’t have any choice but to sit down as I was in work and it was pure hell. I couldn’t sit still all day because it was so sore and it was the end of the week before it started to feel better really.

This was all a couple of weeks ago now and its all healed up fine now, I still can’t believe how much of an affect it had just doing a constant rhythm of hits, I think we’re going to have to experiment with this a bit more!!

Life is very busy at the moment with work, that’s why the posts have been lacking a bit, I’ve been writing this one post for ages just trying to get enough time to finish it! Oh well, you’ll just have to bear with me whilst work is like it is I’m afraid.

The dreaded dog cage has arrived, I can’t remember if I’ve said that already, we had a little test of it last weekend and it is really quite small, not that I am particularly big there still isn’t much room to move around in it, I just know I’m going to be spending some serious time in it soon though!

Kayleigh says that the locking piercing ring has arrived too, I haven’t seen it yet but I’m hoping she is going to put it in soon, it makes me really horny thinking about having it locked in me!  The idea will be that the dog tag clip is soldered as well so that will be hanging from my clit “permanently” when she fastened on the piercing ring as well! Very exciting!

Last thing, I promised no more secrets after the paddling and since then it’s been eating away at me that she doesn’t know about this blog. The problem is that once I tell her about it I won’t be able to talk about her anymore or ask people’s opinions about things because she will be able to read it all whenever she wants. This blog my only real outlet for me to talk about my BDSM lifestyle except for a couple of friends from on here (you know who you are hun x) and I’m not sure I want to give that up. But if I don’t then I am effectively lying to my Domme and that makes me a very bad sub. I’m very conflicted about this!

Out of the closet and into the…

Sorry I’ve left you hanging for so long without finishing the tale of my birthday, its been a somewhat busy week since my wonderful weekend and I’ve struggling to sit down and do some writing!

So when I finished off last time I’d just got my piercing done and I was heading home to get ready for my birthday drinks with friends. Well Kaleigh drove home because we didn’t think it would be a good idea for me to. She was very excited after the performance at the piercing studio and so was I, she said she loved it that she had got my clit pierced and that she felt more like my Domme than she had the whole time, that gave me nice warm feelings inside!

I sometimes have doubts about us, she is a lot younger than me which I think I’ve mentioned about a thousand times! I love it from one perspective, being Domme’d by someone younger is a big turn on for me, Jo was younger than me as well, although not by quite so much.  From another perspective it makes me feel like she is just having some fun with me and will move onto someone else at any minute. I think getting the piercing has made me feel better though, because she wouldn’t have done that if she wasn’t intending sticking around….would she?

Anyway, by the time we go home we were both very horny and she was all over me the minute we got through my front door, her fingers were up my skirt playing with the piercing which was a little sore but it felt good. I kissed and chewed her neck (which she loves) while she pulled a pair of cuffs out of my bag and locked my wrists behind my back, then she pushed me to my knees and I pushed my face into her naked pussy, no idea how long she’d been commando for!

We were still in the hall of my house with her against the wall and me down between her legs, I thought she was just about ready to cum but she pulled me away by the hair and gently pulled me down onto my back the doorway to the front room, it was uncomfortable lying on my arms but I didn’t exactly have a choice. Next she kneels either side of my head and pushes her pussy into my face and begins to grind herself into my mouth. I try my best to help her along with my tongue got she is doing all the work really, she cums hard very quickly whilst smearing her juices all over my face, she tastes wonderful!

When she’s done she gets up and tells me she’s going for a shower, which means I didn’t get to cum, very frustrating! I manage to get back to my feet after a minute of struggling and go and sit on the bed. By the time she comes back from the shower, all sexy and naked and soaking wet (dripping water all over my carpet!!) she unlocks my cuffs so I can go for one.  I’m really horny and try to come on to her but she says “get off me you’re all dirty!” so I go for a shower instead, a cold one!

We spend the next hour getting ready, I won’t write about that because it’s just the same as any other two girls getting ready!  The only difference is that this is the point I realised that tight underwear (all of my underwear is tight!) just doesn’t agree with a new clitoris piercing!  Firstly because it was still a sore, especially after Kayleigh’s rigorous playing with it, and partially because I could already feel the added sensation in it. So, much to Kayleigh’s amusement I went out sans knickers.

I think she could tell I was nervous in the taxi ride because she held my hand and smiled at me a lot. I kept tight hold of her hand and was still holding it when we walked into the first bar. Only a couple of my friends had arrived, Beth and Sarah, so I introduced then to Kayleigh and her to them, I didn’t say who she was at that point and I don’t know if they noticed us holding hands when we walked in. Kayleigh asked if they wanted a drink and then disappeared off to the bar (she didn’t ask me what I wanted!).

So this is where it got a bit awkward! They asked me who she was and I just went bright red, I think they guessed before I managed to get the words out but I eventually said “she’s my girlfriend”. They looked pretty shocked, which is really the result of how secretive I am about my real personal life! Kayleigh arrived back with drinks at that point, mine being a pear vodka with lemonade which is my favourite!

I was expecting my two friends to just shut up about it when Kayleigh came back but in fact they just went straight into asking questions about it! They asked how long we’d been seeing each other, how we met, basically all of the usual questions which relaxed me about the whole thing quite quickly even though I didn’t answer any of them, Kayleigh handled it all, she was great!

When my other two friends arrived Beth did my job for me and introduced Kayleigh as my girlfriend. More shocked faces but they seemed fine with it as well and asked the same questions all over again. More drinks arrived shortly after and all was going well, then Beth asked me to come to the toilets with her.

Beth is the friend that I have known the longest since moving to Cambridge and as soon as we were alone she was like “Oh My God! Since when do you like girls?!” and it was back to me going bright red! I explained as best I could about how I think I am bi-sexual really but that I prefer the company of women. She said she wondered why I never went out with any guys and I just blushed more and giggled a bit. She asked why I never told her and I said I didn’t know if people would understand or how they’d react. She was really fine about it though which was a massive relief because I would be lost without my friends!

Finally before we left the bathrooms she said “So do you fancy me?”, I said “Of course hun!”.

The rest of the night out won’t be very interesting to you I don’t think, basically just a bunch of girls on a night out. Everyone got on very well with Kayleigh, which is very good news. The only interesting part was when, after a lot of drinks, the girls insisted that Kayleigh and I kiss in the middle of a nightclub to “prove that we’re together”! We did, and it was so hot and I loved it!

By the time we got home we were both pretty drunk, me more than her though as everyone was buying me drinks all night. We went straight to the bedroom and were all over each over, our clothes came off quickly and the cuffs came out of her overnight bag just as quickly. I laid on the bed and let her cuff my wrists around a bar in the bed head, then she pulled some clover clamps from her bag and after pinching each nipple to get it hard she applied those, giving them a little tug to make sure they were tight.

I love wearing clamps on my nipples, its such an exquisite pain that I can’t get enough of and when they are removed the sensation is just amazing!

After leaving me for a minute she comes back and has a riding crop in her hand and a big smile on her face.  She tells me to open my legs so I bring my feet up to my ass and spread my knees wide, totally exposing my pussy and thighs.

I watch intently as she lines up the crop on my thigh and then swings high and then the crop makes a loud swish before it whacks my inner thigh just below my pussy.  I jump a little but that’s it, no yelping or closing my legs, she looks at me expectantly and I just smile back. She whacks my thigh again, a little harder this time but I still only just a little bit and make no sound. It does hurt quite a lot but I have a fairly high pain threshold and I think the drink has just made it higher.

On the third hit I do yelp and I do close my legs, this time she hasn’t swatted me with the leather end of the whip, she’s hit me with the hard stick part of it and damn it hurt like crazy on the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh!

She says “Open your legs birthday girl, you’ve got another 27 to go yet!” (it was my 28th birthday) so I open my legs and my eyes at the same time, she has a wicked grin on her face now that she has got a good reaction from me. I manage to keep my legs open for the next four strikes on that thigh, she leaves about an inch gap between each and stripes all the way down my thigh, then she moves around the other side of the bed.

Once again the first blow is just below my pussy and it is the worst one yet, I yelp loud and can’t help but close my legs but she just grabs the one she is “working on” and yanks it towards her before striking it again…and again…and again…and again.

Getting for all at once, all extremely hard is a lot to take and it almost brings me to tears but I bite my lip and keep the screams inside!

My thighs are on fire, the stinging, burning feeling where the crop has hit are agony but I love it and I know I am sopping wet. Kayleigh brushes my hair out of my eyes with her hand and kisses my forehead, “only 18 to go” she says softly.

She is still on my left hand side when she picks up the chain connecting the nipple clamps and holds it up in the air. She keeps pulling until my nipples are stretched out and the clamps are biting hard, then she smacks the crop into the top of my tits.

For some reason I wasn’t really expecting it despite the obviousness of what she was intending. My body jerks and I feel the added bite of the clamps and the sting of the crop at the same time and can’t help letting out a little scream. Kayleigh drops the chain and disappears to my laundry basket, returning after a few seconds with a pair of my dirty underwear which she stuffs into my mouth, I bite down on it.

She picks up the chain again and makes it taut before laying another blow on the top of my tits, closer to my body this time, it isn’t quite as hard but it still stings.  The next one it is just above my nipples and that stings like crazy and I’m screaming into the gag whilst tears escape my eyes involuntarily.

She climbs onto the bed and straddles me, slides her hand between my legs and runs her fingers up my very wet slit and smiles, then climbs off the other side and picks up the chain again.

I brace myself, close my eyes and bite down hard on my panty gag. The first one hits me right next to my chest on the very tender skin under my breasts, but she doesn’t stop there, she continues with two more strokes, one in the middle and one just below my nipples.

By the time she lets go of the chain my screaming is loud despite the gag and I’m pulling at my wrist cuffs, my tits are on fire and I just want to grab hold of them but I can’t! She watches me writhing on with bed while she absentmindedly strokes the little tuft of hair above her pussy which I can see is glistening with her own juices.

I’ve just about calmed down when she tells me to turn over, I comply obediently and am rewarded with ten hard and fast whacks on my ass. I can take these much easier as I have taken many crop on my ass but my the end it is still red raw and burning hot.

I am not expecting the penultimate one when it lands just below my shoulder blades. I’ve got quite a bony back and this is quite a different pain to the blows on the fleshier parts of my body, I yelp and spit out the panty gag before burying my face in the pillow.

She gives me a moment to recover from that one but them tells me to hold up my feet. Now I came take quite a heavy beating but I enjoy it the most in my groin, on my ass and on my tits. It gets gradually less enjoyable as you move away from those areas. Being hit on the feet is NOT enjoyable for me, but I bent my knees and held me feet in the air.

The pain was excruciating! She hit me right in the arch of both feet and stung like nothing she had done so far! Despite that though I didn’t scream or yelp or moan, I just screwed up my eyes and went completely silent!

I didn’t even notice she had gone until Kayleigh came back and sat on the bed beside me. I jumped a little as I felt something cold on my welting ass and then felt her begin to spread the cream all over. I thought it was some antiseptic or something at first until I felt the stinging in the welts and the familiar burning sensation of deep heat.

She smeared it all over my ass and then turned my over and I watched her smiling face as she rubbed it into my tits and then spread my legs and coated my thighs.  The stinging burn that had settled down at most of the crop strikes became worse than ever as the deep heat kicked in and my whole body became hot and I started panting. I was so horny.

Kayleigh finished on my thighs and moved her hand to my wet pussy she ran her fingers up my throbbing slit being careful to avoid my clit. I had just started to feel the deep heat on my most sensitive area when she pushed her two fingers inside me and began fucking me with them, my pussy was immediately on fire with lust rather than from the deep heat.

When I came only moments later she pulled the clamps off my nipples and I had an earth shattering amazing orgasm, the sensations through my whole body contributing to it.

Whilst I recovered she unlocked my cuffs and released my aching arms, then held me tight to her, it was the most content I’ve felt in years.  After a little while she rolled onto her back, spread her legs and looked at me, I obediently went to work on pleasing my Domme.

That is pretty much the end of the story of my birthday, the next morning Kayleigh went off to work and I spent most of the day trying to recover from a serious hangover! The marks from the crop weren’t as bad as I had expected but you could clearly see where each one had landed. I treated them with some cream but I was sore for a good few days. The ones on the bottom of my feet made it particularly hard to wear any decent shoes for nearly a week!

The fallout from the big announcement has been much smaller than I thought, my friends seem to have taken the news well although I have had to have the same conversation three times basically explaining myself for keeping it a secret so long and not trusting my friend to love me anyway.  it’s all good now and I can be fairly open about it with all of them which is just a massive weight off my shoulders to be honest, it feels so much better than I thought it would to just be the real me in front of them, or at least most of the real me!

The piercing is healing well but it has a bit to go before its fully healed yet. I’m not wearing the tag on a daily basis yet, in fact I’ve only just started wearing underwear on a daily basis but when I do start wearing it, this is what it will look like!

Kayleigh says she wants me to start wearing is as soon as possible so it won’t be long before this is hanging from my clit on a permanent basis. The piercing feels amazing most of the time, its not quite as constant a sensation as it was but it is still constantly stimulated to one degree or another, it will be interesting to see what effect hanging the metal tag from it all day with do!

Last weekend I had planned to show Kayleigh the full extent of my toy chest but something happened and I had to go and visit my Mum so, it will be happening this weekend instead. I have romantic meal planed for Saturday night, after which I am just going to show her the whole thing and see what she things. Could make for an interesting night I will let you know!

My Addiction

They say admitting it is the first step so I guess for me this is the perfect forum to start. My name is Lois and I am a coke addict.


Fortunately for me, coke (the drink not the drug!) is the perfect hangover cure! it still took me half a day but I am finally feeling human again after my birthday celebrations last night! Human enough to type anyway, I’m still not ready to get dressed!

So as you may have guessed it was a fairly big night, lots of fun and lots of (far too much) drinking going on in Cambridge, I’m just glad I’m not one of the people who didn’t take today off work, like Kayleigh! She says she is dying at work but I’m hoping she is just being dramatic!

So I guess I should start at the beginning, the beginning being about 4pm yesterday afternoon, it seems so long ago now!  I left the house dressed in a black skirt and purple top over some purple lingerie, I hadn’t been told what to wear and had decided to make sure I looked presentable all over, I’d spent some time ensuring I was clean head to toe beforehand.

I arrived at Kayleigh’s work at about 4.45 and called her from the car park, I knew that her works friends know about me and her, she had told them before she even knew that it would be an issue for me, and I was too nervous of going up. Unfortunately for me she wasn’t quite finished and told me to come up and see her.

They have a fairly open plan office so I could see her as soon as I went in but I told the girl at the front desk who I was there to see, she asked me what it was regarding and I blushed and rather awkwardly said I was her “partner”! I felt like an idiot! Anyway she called Kayleigh who told her to send me over.

She was grinning like a Cheshire cat when I arrived at her desk, she said “Partner?” and I just smirked while she laughed at me. What was I supposed to say? “Girlfriend”? We’re not at school!!

Anyway, I waited for her to finish working (I’m not convinced she had any actual work to do) and various people kept walking past on their way out. As they went passed Kayleigh would say “Good night Emma (or whoever), this is my girlfriend Lois by the way, it’s her birthday.” which meant I had to say hello and say thanks when they wished me happy birthday. I just kept giving her looks that said “pleeeease can we just go” but she was having too much fun. A couple of the people were obviously friends of hers because instead of “this is girlfriend” she said “this is my ‘paaartner'” and actually did the quotes with her fingers, I could have killed her but it was actually quite funny and in actual fact it made me feel a lot better about telling my friends because no one really seemed to care about the whole lesbian thing!

So after I hung around outside the bathrooms waiting for her and tweeting (see tweets in the top right) we headed back to the car. She was feeling very pleased with herself so I tried to play on her good mood to find out which piercing she had chosen but she was having none of it.

It was only a short drive to the piercing studio and once we’d found somewhere to park I followed her in to the shop a couple of steps behind hoping this would be enough of a show of submission.  Apparently it wasn’t though because as soon as we entered the shop she pointed at a seat and said, in a loud voice “sit there and don’t move”.

I was so embarrassed! I just sort of looked at the floor and sat in the seat she had indicated, there were other people waiting but I didn’t look at any of them despite the fact I could feel them looking at me.

Kayleigh talked to the girl at the counter for a little bit and they had a bit of a laugh (I was convinced they were laughing at me) and then a guy came out with tattoos all down both arms and stretched ear lobes containing plastic disks. He gave Kayleigh and hug and then she pointed at me and talked to him for a while, more laughing, and then he went back into his little room and she came and sat next to me.

She sat close to me and held my hand which helped to relax me a bit. I looked at her and asked if I got to know yet but she just smiled and shook her head.

We waited for quite a while, three people went in and out, emptying the shop, before be tattooed guy came out and gestured for us to come in. The room was fairly small and in it there was a chair that sort of resembled a gynaecologists chair with stirrups at bottom but these were folded away.

I must have looked worried because the guy, who introduced himself as Gavin, said “It’ll be fine, just have a seat and I sort yourself out and I’ll be right back”. I don’t know why I would look worried, getting pierced doesn’t worry it me it excites me, no matter where it is going!

Once he left the room Kayleigh told me to give her my underwear, I looked at her quizzically but she just said “All of it! Quickly!” so I slid my thong off and then unclipped my bra and pulled it out from my top. She motioned for me to sit in the chair and then grinned at me and produced a pair of handcuffs from her bag.

I had sorted of expected this from the hints she has been dropping the last few days but my heart still began to race. I watched her carefully, pouting as she moves my arms above my head and then cuffs them around a bar on the top of the chair, I give them a tug but they are secure. I know I’m starting to get wet when she pulls the blindfold out of her bag, it’s actually a pink and black eye mask for sleeping on a plane. She has the biggest grin on her face as she places it over my eyes and slides the elastic around the back of my head. Just before I hear Gavin come back in she pulls my top down and my skirt up and I’ve still no idea what I’m getting done!

My cheeks are burning when I hear Gavin laugh and say “You’re a mean one Kay”.

The first clue I get is when I feel the chair being messed with and then my legs are lifted into the stirrups, spread wide totally exposing my pussy.  I feel so submissive in this position and I’m starting to get really horny but I know I have to stop myself because, well….I obviously do!  It doesn’t help that Kayleigh is now rolling one of my nipples between her fingers.

I hear a stool rolling on the floor and can sense him between my legs, he says “leave her alone, you aren’t helping” and then wipes my pussy with a towel, I’m mortified!  She let’s go of my nipple and laughs.

I can feel a coolness as he rubs it with alcohol or whatever and then he pinches different parts around my clit making me jump a little until he finds the right place and positions the clamp tool thing. Then he says “ok take a breath” and then wham, the needle goes through.

The sounds I make is more of a moan than a yelp, or maybe a combination of the two! He says “ok that’s the worst part over, I’m just going to put the jewellery in” but then Kayleigh says “wait wait wait” and I feel her fingers pulling at the skin around the piercing and then her phone makes the  taking a picture sound.

He puts the ring in and I feel him messing around as he sorts it out then he says “I’ll be outside when you’re ready, don’t be long I want to get off” and when I hear the door she immediately rips the blindfold off and her lips are on mine and her tongue is in my mouth.

When she finally stops kissing me she tells says “I’m gonna sit on your face when we get home” and then she uncuffs my wrists. She uses a small mirror to show me the piercing, it looks really pretty but we will have to wait a little while for it to heal before we can attach the tag which she produces from her bag to show me. It’s a round silver dog tag saying “Kayleigh’s Slut” on it, I smile at her happily.

I don’t get my underwear back but we are soon back in the car heading back to my flat to get ready for my birthday night out, I will right about how that went next time!

Today the piercing, which is a proper clitoral piercing not a hood piercing, feels amazing. My clit feels so sensitive, I haven’t been able to wear underwear today!  A few people said they wanted a picture of it, well don’t expect this to happen too often but here is the picture Kayleigh took directly after it was pierced:


I apologise for the state of Kayleigh’s nails, she bites them. I fixed them before we went out! The picture is a bit bright because he had a big spotlight on me apparently!

Anyway, that’s all for now, I’m off to watch Avengers, without my underwear!

Sleep over

Kayleigh arrived late at about twenty past seven by which time I had easily been wearing my plug for over four hours so I didn’t have to worry about that.  I’d put on a bit of an outfit for her, thigh high stocking and some nice stiletto heals, a little grey micro mini skirt and one of my suit jackets that matched the skirt. There was nothing on underneath the jacket and it was just done up with one button. It was basically a slutty version of what I wear to work!

Anyway, I opened the door as she walked up the path an straight into the house, as she went passed she pulled the back of my skirt a little to check I was wearing the plug and then carried on into the front room.  I closed the door and followed her in, she went and sat on the sofa and I stopped in the doorway to give her chance to see my outfit, she looked at me and span her finger around in the air so I gave her a twirl, she just grinned and said “You’re such a slut! Come here”. I walked over to her and she pointed at the floor so I kneeled next to her knees.

She had been at work late and hadn’t eaten so she had got some chips on her way over, I took them into the kitchen and put them on a plate then returned and placed them gently on her knee and handed her a glass of wine (none for me) and then knelt beside her again.

We watched some TV while she ate her chips, occasionally she would move a chip to the edge of the plate nearest me indicating I could take it, I had already eaten but I love chips so I ate them happily, I only got about four though. She also let me sip her wine a couple of times.

Once she finished her food she moved the plate, laid my head on her lap and stroked my hair while she spoke to me. She asked me if I still felt the way I had described the other day at the coffee shop and I told that I did. She said that she was very pleased to hear that and that she has been thinking about us a lot since then.

I listen intently as she says that she has decided she would like to make the vanilla side of our relationship public knowledge, that she would like to meet my friends as my girlfriend and have more involvement in my day to day life rather than just our BDSM relationship.

I try to interrupt her to tell her that I am not really “out” as a none heterosexual but she puts a finger on my lips so I shut up.  She goes on to tell me that she knows I am “in the closet” but she feels that it isn’t good for me to live like that and that she wants to help me “come out” in a nice gentle way that won’t scare my friends or family away.  My heart skips a beat when she mentions my family! How can I tell my mother that I’m dating a girl!?

She hasn’t finished yet though, she goes on to tell me that she is happy to keep the full nature of our relationship private but that she reserves the right to reveal it to people who she feels will not have any baring on my “normal” life. She goes on to tell me that in private I should behave appropriately for a sub and that tonight has been a good example of how I should act.  She tells me that in return she will look after my needs but only after her own and that she expects complete obedience from me.

At this point my pussy is wet and my stomach is doing somersaults! All the stuff about being like a proper sub and her looking after my needs and things makes me really happy. The stuff about telling my friends and family that I have a girlfriend scares the crap out of me! I decide to keep that to myself for the time being as this doesn’t really feel like the time to discuss it! Its more of a her talking and me listening scenario!

She asks me if I understand and I just look up at her and nod. She says “Good, go and get a cane”.

Off I go to my room to get the cane from my toy chest. On my way back I hear her in the bathroom so I go into the lounge, kneel on the floor with my knees spread and hold the cane up on my open palms. What a good little sub I am!

When she comes back she has got changed, she is wearing a proper Dome outfit! If you could picture a stereotypical Dominatrix outfit, that’s what she looks like! I love it. Black PVC mini dress, matching knee high boots and I can just see a black leather thong underneath. She’s finished it off perfectly with black gloves that go up her arms and some wickedly high heals.

She does a little twirl mimicking my own from early and my face breaks out into a big grin of approval. She saunters over to me and takes the cane from my hands, I go to move my hands behind my back but she tells me to leave them where they are so I do. She walks around me and I can feel her eyes all over my body, I’m already so wet!

When she moved back in front of me she tells me to keep very still and then I watch her taking aim on the palms of my hands. I know its going to hurt but she brings the cane down with such force that I can’t help but screw them into fists as the searing pain runs through them and tears well in my eyes. I like pain but there are certain areas of my body where I like it more than others, my feet and hands are probably where I like it least.

She tells me to put my hands back out and slowly I do but they are shaking in pain and anticipation of another blow but instead she leans down and kisses each of my palms, her lips feel cool on my stinging hands, it feels nice.

She disappears behind me for  moment and then returns with some clamps, crouching in front of me I look into her beautiful eyes as she unbuttons my jacket and then pinches each nipple in turn attaching a clamp, they are hard clamps and they bite down brutally on my sensitive nipples but I try not to show it in my face.

She gets back up and tells me to “lean forward, head on the floor, hands behind your back” and I obey as quickly and elegantly as I can. My hands are still stinger as I cross my wrists at the small of my back, I believe this is called the Slavers Kiss position in the Gorean world.

She runs the cane over my ass, pulling my short skirt out of the way and tapping my cheeks softly a few times, running it up the middle, teasing me. I know what is coming isn’t going to be soft, the hit to the hands was a message reinforcing what the said the other day, she wants to leave some marks!

She tells me “Don’t make a sound” just before she the first blow strikes the middle of both my ass cheeks, I yelp and reach for my stinging ass! Its been a long time since I’ve had a really hard caning on my ass, Kayleigh’s are usually half as hard as this!  I’m only holding my ass a few seconds though because she hits the back of my hands with the cane, its not as hard as before but enough to make me move them!

“DON’T MOVE AND DON’T MAKE A SOUND!” she says, emphasizing her words by kicked my knees out a little wider, I get back my position and brace for the next one.  It comes only seconds later but it misses my ass and hits the top of my thighs instead which is completely unexpected and though I keep my position, only lifting my ass a little higher I can’t help letting out a little squeak before I can catch myself.

I hear her sigh and then I hear something drop to the floor right next to my head, I don’t dare move to look what it was but she kicks my foot and says “Put it on” so I look and find a red ball gag next to my head. I blush brightly, I actually feel ashamed that I couldn’t keep quiet and have to have a gag. I pick it up and push it into my mouth, struggling to buckle it up due to my position and my sore hands. She waits patiently until I am done and return to my position.

I can feel her very carefully positioning the cane before each of the next three blows, each one lands on a new spot and in my mind I can picture the five red lines running down my ass. I manage to keep more or less still for them and the gag helps to keep my quiet but by the end my ass is on fire. Normally after an ass caning my ass will just be sore all over. This time, either because of the spacing of the hits or the severity of them I can feel each individual stripe, stringing like crazy!

She takes a handful of my hair and pulls me back up onto my knees, I move my hands long enough to help myself up and then fold them behind me. She squats down again and looks at me saying “Are you OK?”, I nod and then am shocked when she slaps my face hard, tears well up as she looks directly into my eyes with her big beautiful blue ones and says “If I say to not make a sound, BE QUIET! OK?”. My nodding lets the tears run down my cheeks.

I don’t really know where the tears came from, shock more than anything I think, I really wasn’t expecting the slap! Also when she stared at me like that I felt really ashamed of myself for not being quiet when she said so. This is all a big change from what it has been like so far, yeah she has given me orders and “Domme’d” me but this just feels a lot more serious! That’s not to say I wasn’t enjoying it!

She wipes away my tears and smiles, then gives me a deep passionate kiss which I reciprocate enthusiastically until she pulls away and stands back up. She walks back behind me and then sits on the sofa and says “Don’t get up but come here”. As I turn I see her leather thong on the floor, she is sat on the sofa, legs spread, one foot up on the coffee table. As I move towards her on my knees I know what she wants, I gesture to remove the gag and she nods so I unbuckle it and drop it onto the floor before I reach her.

I don’t waste any time, as soon as I reach her my head goes under her short skirt, I can immediately feel the heat on my face as I reach my tongue out and run it up her wet slit, she tastes wonderful and I immediately begin sucking on her clit and playing my tongue over it.

I feel her take my hand and put a buzzing vibe into it then she grabs my hair and turns my head so I can hear her, “Make us cum together” she says and then leans back on the sofa. My tongue goes back to work on her as my other hand reaches between my legs pushing the vibe against my clit rather than inserting it.

I’m ready almost immediately but I keep my orgasm at bay until Kayleigh is moaning loudly, she reaches down grabbing my hair and pushed my face harder into her crotch and I press the vibe hard against my own, we both cum, her loudly, me into her pussy.

We lay there a little while, her laid back on the sofa and me with me cheek against her hot pussy while she strokes my hair, the vibe is still buzzing away on the floor somewhere. After a while she tells me to go and clean myself up then to come back, naked and with my hair up, as I walk out she says “Leave the stockings on”.

When I reach the bathroom I can see Kayleigh’s juices glistening on my face and once I’ve removed my clothes I check and thighs are coated in my own. I use a cloth damp with warm water to clean my face and then my thighs and pussy. Then I reapply my makeup and lastly put my hair into a high pony tail before I head back to the front room wearing only my stockings.

The front room is empty but I find her in my bedroom, she is lying on the bed wearing the gift I had left there to give her later. I scowl at her because she wasn’t supposed to find it yet but she looks gorgeous in it so I can’t help but grin. She mouths “Thank you” and then pats the bed next to her bringing a huge grin to my face. Before I get to the bed through she says, get  two pairs of handcuffs, some rope and your black henna.

I can feel her watching me as I retrieve the items from the chest in my wardrobe, I’m willing her not to ask for a look as I’m not ready to reveal the complete extent of my kinks to her yet (I know Manc, I don’t know why when she already knows the worst stuff!) but she doesn’t ask, she just waits for me to return to the bed with the items. I lay them next to her and she motions for me to get on my front which I do, wincing a little as the clamps dig into my breasts.

She is very gentle as she locks my wrists into the handcuffs and then locks my ankles into the second pair. Then she takes a piece of the rope and ties it to the wrist cuffs before wrapping it around the bars of the headboard, pulling it tight and tying it off. She does the same with the ankle cuffs pulling until I move enough to be stretched out quite effectively and unable to move.

I can hear her getting the henna kit ready so I just lie still for fifteen minutes enjoying the feeling of being completely at her mercy. Eventually she climbs over my body, straddling me and sitting on my still sore ass, I can feel the heat of her pussy on my lower back.

She moves my pony tail out of the way and tells me to stay still, then she gets to work with the henna. She starts free hand on the back on my neck, at first I’m a little worried because it is a bit too much of a visible spot but I figure I can hide it by keeping my hair down so I’m not too worried.  Obviously I have no idea what she is putting on me but the very fact she is using the henna makes me so horny! I love having my body marked like this by someone else.

She spends a while on the neck part, it feels like she is doing writing and then she starts spreading it out going down my back, using some of the templates to make patterns but gong free hand a lot of the time.  She carries on down my back, right to the top of my ass which I assumes she avoids because there must be pretty bad welts there by now.

By the time she has finished I’m feeling completely relaxed, completely submissive and just wonderful really. She lays back down next to me and I stare into her eyes, she looks very pleased with herself and I smile back at her. We kiss very passionately and I just want to make love to her but I can’t move to do anything about it.

She gets up and I hear her in the bathroom for a little while, then she comes back and she has some lotion that she rubs into my ass. I can feel hand fingers running up and down over the striped welts and I can hear a smile in her voice when she says “you’re going to have these a while hun”, I smile too.

After we have been just lying there for quite a while, her stroking my hair and talking to me, me mainly listening and nodding, she releases the cuffs on my ankles and rolls one of my stockings down my leg. With it free she wraps it around my head, blindfolding me very effectively, then she unlocks the wrists cuffs and helps me to my feet.

I’m a bit disoriented as she leads me to the bathroom and then sits me on the side of the bath. She uses warm water from the shower and a soft sponge to wash the henna crust off my back and then dries me gently. I’m led carefully back to the bedroom and this time I’m laid on my back, still blindfolded, before the cuffs are reattached.

After a few minutes Kayleigh comes back and I feel a dildo press against my lips, I automatically open them and quickly realise it isn’t a dildo at all when the flat piece of rubbed presses against my lips. She lifts my head and I keep it there while she fastens the strap behind my head. I can tell which gag it is she has put on me, she has this amazing dildo gag with is basically a ball gag with a panel to cover the mouth and then a dildo sticking out of the front, it is a massively humiliating gag to wear!

Obviously I can’t see but I feel her climb onto the bed and sense her body lowering over my head. She wastes no time sliding onto the dildo and I feel it pushing against my mouth as she begins to fuck my “face cock”.

I try and thrust towards her as best I can as she bounces up and down, I can smell her pussy and feel drops of her juice splash my face but most of all I can hear her, she is definitely enjoying it! After about five, maybe ten minutes of her using my face I can tell she is about to cum and as she does she reaches behind and rips the clamps off my nipples without opening them.

The clamps have been on there for a good few hours by this point and I really wasn’t expecting them to come off just then. Anyone who has worn clamps  for a while will know why I screamed like crazy into the gag, which I guess was her plan because it must have sent mad vibrations through that gag and into her pussy!!

After about five minutes we had both calmed down a little and she climbed off me and disappeared. I just lay there, horny as hell hoping she would come back and give me a little of what she had just got.  A few minutes later she returned and unbuckled the gag, my jaw was aching as she pulling it out of my mouth but she just turned it round and pushed it back between my lips. I hungrily cleaned her juices off it before she put it to one side.

She climbed onto the bed again and began gentle rubbing my sore nipples, then taking them into her mouth and sucking on them gently, it felt wonderful and made me even hornier, eventually her hand slipped between my legs and she brought me to a gently but deeply satisfying orgasm.

After I had cleaned her fingers she whispered “bed time” in my ear. I lifted my body as best I could so she could pull the covers out from under me and then she laid them on top of me before climbing in beside me.

Fortunately I don’t move much in my sleep so the restraints didn’t bother me so much and I was able to sleep quite well. I heard her alarm go off in the morning and after a couple of snoozes she got out of bed and I heard the shower. Then she came back in and I heard the hair drier and then her doing her makeup.  I still couldn’t see because of the blindfold and when it went quiet for a while I thought she had left me like this.

Eventually I sensed her near me, she pulled the blindfold off and I squinted at the brightness in the room. She was dressed smartly for work, no trace of the Domme from last night remaining except in her eyes. She bent down and kissed me hard before she pulled the rope free that was holding my wrists above me, then she walked out of the room and thirty seconds later she left the house.

I managed to sit myself up and found the handcuff key on the bed side table, I freed my wrists and then my ankles. I was achy when I got up from not moving for so long. I was in the bathroom ten minutes before I remembered the henna.

With my back to the large mirror on the wall I used a hand mirror to see my back. First I checked my neck where it said “KAYLEIGH’S SLUT” in small careful lettering. Below it were curved lines that looked like vines running down my spine all the way to the crack of my ass, further vines spread out over my shoulder blades ending in some intricate flowers which she had used the templates for. The whole thing actually looks quite beautiful, I didn’t know she was such an artist.

I was working from home Friday so I had shower and got some breakfast, then sent a text to Kayleigh thanking her for last night and for the henna before I sat down to get on with my paper work.

So that’s the report of Thursday (19th April) night, hope you enjoy it, I certainly did! Its 13.10 now and I expect to get my instructions from Kayleigh soon as to where to go and what to wear. I have to say I’m quite nervous, as far as I am aware I’ve not laid eyes on these people before and god knows what they are going to want me to do, well I know of at least one thing I suppose!

Oh, I forgot to mention, I closed the poll on the birthday present. The top choices were:

  1. Nipple Rings with Connecting Chain
  2. Horizontal Clit Ring with tag saying “Kayleigh’s Slut”
  3. Inner Labia Rings

I will give Kayleigh these as my three options when I see her on Sunday. I have to be honest I think she will choose the tag with her name on it, that’s what I would choose I think, but she may surprise me, we will see!

Coffee and a chat

Last night I went out with some (vanilla) friends for some drinks, I didn’t really want to go to be honest but ended up having a great time. This morning I had a bit of a hang over!

I decided I needed some food and sent a text to Kayleigh asking if she wanted to meet up for some lunch, she said yes but she had some rules! We would meet at Starbucks and I was to wear a short skirt, a thin top and some nice shoes. No knickers, no bra, AND I was to insert a large butt plug before I set off.  Despite my hang over, I was wet by the time I hung up the phone.

Slightly off subject but I am currently finding it hard to know what to call her when she gives me orders like that. With my old Mistress I would simply have said “Yes Mistress” but Kayleigh isn’t my Mistress, she is someone I am seeing who Dommes me. At the moment I just sort of say yes or ok bt it doesn’t feel respectful enough somehow. Anyway…

I take a quick shower, dry my hair and put on a bit of make up. I’d already chosen my outfit in my head while I was in the shower, a little denim skirt and a white vest top. On my feet I put some new wedges that I got for summer and then I dig out my butt plugs with havent been used in ages! I have three different sizes and I go for the middle one, the big one is huge and the little one is too small. I give it wash first and then using only the water for lubricant I bend over the bath and force it into my body. I didn’t want to use lube as I was worried about it falling out due to the lack of underwear.

The roads were fairly quiet but Kayleigh is already there when I get to Starbucks, I sit opposite her just long enough for her to tell me what drinks to get and I come back with them a few minutes later. She told me to get myself a vanilla latte which is my favourite for a change! I am very aware of the plug in my ass and am starting to think I should have gone with the smaller one as it becomes increasingly uncomfortable, Kayleigh doesn’t even mention it.

We talk about normal sorts of things, she asks about my night out etc, then she starts telling me about her two friends, a couple who are in the BDSM scene. Apparently they have done a big favour for Kayleigh (the details aren’t important) and she wants to repay them, she wants to repay them  using me as the currency!

I’m a little shocked to be honest, we’ve never discussed involving anyone else in our play and I consider our relationship to be more of a Domme/sub thing than a Mistress/slave thing, not that I would object to it moving in that direction but I just didn’t think we were there yet. Despite my confusion inside I listen to what she has to say, she is basically asking me my permission for it which I guess is only right but it doesn’t feel right!

I have no objections to what she is proposing so I start off by saying that, then I try to explain what I am feeling, she listens intently and once I get into it the words short of flood out, I don’t know if its been building inside me for a while or what but I tell her how much I like her and how much fun I am having. I tell her how I see our relationship as it currently stands and that I hope she wants it to progress to be something more.

I think she was a bit shocked at my outpour but she seems happy to hear it and she basically tells me she feels the same way but that she doesn’t feel we should rush it or force it but just let it go where it goes. The conversation is very much on an evening footing, its two girlfriends talking to each other not a Domme and a sub. She tells me how she worries about the age difference but I reassure her that it’s not a problem for me and that I like the fact that  she is younger than me yet I submit to her.

Eventually I move back to what started the conversation, by this time I’ve organised my thoughts on it and explain how I feel about it a lot better. Basically I have no problem with settling her debt by doing what ever it is her friends want to do with me but I don;t want her to ask me for my permission. If she wants to use me in that way then she can, I will obey her orders and if I don’t like it I will tell her, probably afterwards as I wouldn’t want to disobey her but I would want her to know that I wasn’t happy about something for future reference.

She seemed happy with this and it was pretty much at this point that we left the even footing and moved back into Domme/sub world. She asked me how my ass was and I told her it was getting pretty sore, in fact just before that she went to the loo and I tweeted about how my ass was feeling (more about Twitter later), she seemed pleased that my ass was sore as well. She tells me that she wants to stretch my ass as the guy from the couple has a big cock and he really likes anal. Apparently I will be wearing the plug a lot this week!

Our coffees are long finished so we leave the coffee shop and head back to my car, she takes my keys and tells me to get in the passenger seat. Once we’re in the car she opens her bag and hands me a little bullet vibe, she tells me to hold it against my clit but not to cum. As she leaves the car part I pull my short skirt up around my waist and hold the buzzing little thing against my pussy.

The journey to her flat isn’t long but by the time we get there I’m way past ready to cum but I don’t, it’s a matter of  personal pride for me that I can keep myself from cumming (most of the time) until my Domme allows it. As she turns off the engine she tells me to cum and I immediately do and it is wonderful.

I was only at Kayleighs for about an hour because she was going to her parents house for tea, she allows me to remove the plug while I am there but only for a few minutes and then I have to put it back in.  We have some fairly vanilla sex and then its time to go. She tells me I have to wear the plug for four hours a day every day this week without fail and I tell her I will.

So that was pretty much my Sunday, I spent the evening catching up on some paper work and I actually ended up wearing the plug most of the evening, my ass sort of got used to it I think and it wasn’t so uncomfortable.  I am very happy that we had our conversation in Starbucks, I feel much better about how things are going and where they are going!

Sorry this post doesn;t have more action in it, but, Kayleigh is coming to my house on Thursday and is staying over and she said that she wants to leave some marks on my body so that her friends don’t forget who I belong to(!) when I pay off her debt at the weekend.

Last thing before I go to bed baring in mind it is 2.30am now! I’ve set up a twitter account, the thinking behind this is that even when I can’t write long posts for my blog I can still send little tweets through letting you know what I am up to.  So far I have one follower 😦 but hopefully I will get more. My tweets will appear in the bar at the right of my blog as well.  It will also be useful for posting little things that come to me but don;t really warrant a blog post, like the spider picture I posted earlier on!


The big reveal

A little while ago I put a poll up on here asking you all to decide which three things that I have done I should reveal to Kayleigh as she had asked me to tell her three things that I had done in the past that she didn’t know about. I came up with a short list and asked you to decide which of those ten I would tell her.

As per my previous post I revealed these to her over a Chinese take away, let me set the scene in a little more detail though. By the time I got to her apartment and presented myself in the usual way she had already ordered the food and it arrived about twenty minutes after I got there. During those twenty minutes she had me undress and lie on the coffee table on my back with my hands behind my head. Then she explained to me that she had always wanted to eat of a slave girls body, she’d seen it in a film somewhere apparently, anyone know the film?

So when the food arrived I kept very still while she emptied the (very hot) chicken fried rice onto my stomach and then poured the pot of OK sauce into the middle of it. The (very very hot) sauce immediately ran down between my legs and I had to bite my lip as the hot liquid momenterally coated my pussy lips. They had put several sets of chop sticks in with the food, the cheap wooden ones that come stuck together, she pinched one of my nipples and slid a pair of chopsticks onto it until the nipple was squeezed tightly between them, then she did the same on the other nipple before she began eating her food with a third pair.

I laid there in silence just barely tolerating the burning food on my stomach until she finally gave me a distraction by asking me to reveal the first item that she had asked for. I decided to start with the lowest voted one, partially because it was the lowest voted for and partially because that would mean I’d have to reveal the dog one last which I was still trying to avoid at that point!

I explained about the chastity belt, first that it was from Neosteel which is a German company and that I had to use a measuring kit to and send that off and that eventually I got the belt which fits extremely closely and is very thin so that it can be worn under clothes. She asked me how much it cost and was impressed that I would spend so much on something that could only cause me torment! She also asked a lot of questions about how secure it was and how it works for long term use (as in the practicalities of wearing it long term). All in all we talked for about alf an hour about it, she was a lot more interested in it than I expected to be honest!

Then we moved onto the next subject, which was the thing about me loving the idea of somebody else modifying my body in any way. She already knew a little about this one because she knew that I loved it when she did the henna tattoo on my ass cheek but I expanded on that quite a lot. I explained how it spans from little things like someone forcing me to have my hair died or get new piercings to more permanent things like tattoos and brandings. I got carried away talking about it and started describing some of my more extreme fantasies like being forced to lactate and having to have my huge full udders milked every day, having my clitoris removed so that I can never have the release of an orgasm again (I need clitoral stimulation to cum usually) and having my holes stretched so that they are only good for pleasuring bulls and stallions. I know some of these are pretty sick and twisted fantasies but I thought it was time for her to know a little more of the real me. Obviously I don’t intend to carry out these fantasies but I felt a big relief when I told her about them and she didn’t throw me out of the flat! I actually think she got quite excited when I was talking about it, she looked a little flushed and I know I was wet!!

So the last thing to talk about was the dog stuff which I think I came onto quite nicely from all the farm fantasy stuff I had been talking about. I led her into it gently describing how it was just before my former Mistress (she knows all about Jo) left and we spent a week of her dominating me and making me do some crazy things. I described how I was taken to a guys house and that eventually it was revealed that I would be being “mated” by his German shepherd! She was visibly shocked by this, I could tell from how wide those amazing west went when she realised where I was going with the story. I described how I was tied down to a bench and how the dog tried to mount me several times, I described how disgusted and horrified I was tat it was happened and then how amazing a feeling it was when he finally found my hole and began vigorously fucking me like his bitch.

I described how it felt on the third round of fucking when he pushed his knot into me and it expanded inside tying us together and how utterly humiliating it felt to have an animal ejaculate inside me and, with burning bright red cheeks, I described how I came at the same time as the dog and how it was one of the best and biggest orgasms I’ve ever had. I tried to explain why I thought that was, that it was a combination of the very extreme submission of allowing it to happen, the extreme humiliation of it and all of those things. Finally I explained how the dog had pulled his knot out of me painfully and then waked away, leaving his used bitch tied to the bench dripping his cum down her thighs.

After I had finished talking she asked me some questions about the dog etc and she finished her food. Eventually she gave me some paper towels to clean myself up and allowed me down from the table. However the rest of the night I had to stay on all fours, like a dog! She made me eat her (very wet) pussy before I was allowed to eat my food, which was cold by now, off a plate on the floor, like a dog!

After food we ended up watching a movie, me curled up at her feet and then we went to bed and she fucked me with a strap on, doggy style of course! I didn’t get the chopstick nipple clamps off until after the sex, I almost came again when she pulled them off!

Fast forward a couple of days to Sunday (25th March) night and I get a phone call from Kayleigh just before I go to bed. She tells me to put my chastity belt on and put all the keys in an envelope and send hem to her first thing on Monday, five days later I was very horny and happy to pay the price to get the belt off before I went on holiday!

Ring Ring

So things have got a little crazy with me recently and not in a good way, well actually it is in a good way but not the sort of good way that this blog is about!

My firm has recently won a very large contract and I have been put on the account, in fact I am the primary on the account and the first thing we have had to do is a huge audit. This has taken me all over the country in recent weeks and I have spent considerably more time in hotel beds than in my own (or anybody else’s!), this is the reason for the lack of updates on this blog and while I know I promised to get back to it weeks ago I’m not going to apologise, it’s a huge career opportunity for me and there are more important things than this blog in my life!

Despite the recent refocus in my priorities though I have managed to fit several “dates” with Kayleigh in, although not as many as I would like. We are still seeing each other though and while it has gone slower than I hoped, and to be honest gone in a different direction than I expected, I am very happy with the way things are at the moment.

Hopefully that little intro wasn’t too boring for you, I just wanted to set the scene of where I am and why I haven’t been around, hopefully you are interested in me as a person as well as me as a pain slut, maybe I’m being a bit naïve there though!

I’m not going to write out all descriptions of every date I’ve had since last time I posted because for one I don’t have the time and for two….I don’t have the time! The following account is of a “date” that happened about three weeks ago on a Friday night, I hadn’t seen Kayleigh for nearly two weeks and I think she was kind of annoyed with me being unavailable so much. You’ll see what I mean about things not exactly going the way I thought they would but hopefully you’ll enjoy it anyway.

So I’d been away in Liverpool for five days and then was home for an evening (which I spent alone doing paperwork) and then had gone away to Edinburgh for four days. The final day was the Friday and I got home at about 2pm. I’d been spoken to Kayleigh a couple of times whilst in Edinburgh, each time she had called me and each time I had to cut the call short to go to a meeting or a meal with the client.

Eventually we talked on the phone whilst I was travelling home, she said she was going out into town that evening and that I should come round to her flat for about 8pm. I was tired but I was excited to see her so when I got home and had a long bath and made sure I was nice and clean and smooth and silky soft and then I spent an hour curling my hair, expertly applied my “fuck me” eye makeup and picked out a suitable sexy outfit for a night in town.

I took a taxi to her place and she buzzed me through the building door, once in front of her door I adopted the position she had instructed me to take when requesting to come into her home. I spread my legs to shoulder width and lowered my head so that my chin touched my chest, then I knocked and quickly folder my arms behind my back.

This may not sound like much but standing in this position makes me feel very submissive. Folding your arms behind your back pulls your shoulders back forcing you to thrust your chest (tits) out, having your head bowed that far prevents you from making eye contact with anything above a persons knees and standing in public with your legs apart feels like your inviting someone to find out what’s between them!

She answered the door after about thirty seconds (I’m pretty sure she makes me wait on purpose) and told me to come in. I walked into the hallway keeping my head down and my arms behind my back as she had instructed and waited just inside while she closed the door. I couldn’t see much but she was wearing some very nice gladiator style wedges and her dress finished above my line of sight.

In the past at this point she had told me to get on my knees and kiss both her feet and another time she kissed me in the passionate way she always does. This time she told me to go into the bathroom, remove all of my clothes and fold them neatly then wait for her. This was unexpected but I followed her orders, entering the bathroom and leaving the door open (I’m not allowed to shut a door between us) I unzipped my dress and shimmied out of it, folded it and laid it on the toilet seat, then I removed the very sexy pink lingerie that I had bought in Edinburgh and those on top of the dress and finally I stepped out of my heels and placed those on top of the lot.

When she returned ten minutes later I was standing naked in the bathroom, legs apart, head down and arms folded behind my back. I’m not allowed to leave this position until she says I can. She stood in front of me for a minute or so and I could feel her eyes scanning every inch of my body, then she said “Get in the shower”.

That was really not what I was expecting her to say and through surprise (I think!) I instinctively looked up at her. I saw genuine rage flash through those big beautiful eyes and in a flash she was over to me and had a handful of my hair. She forcefully shoved me into the shower cubicle, hit the on button and shut the glass door.

Se has a rain shower so I was soaked in seconds, my beautifully curled hair was plastered to my head and my makeup began to run down my face. And the water was FREEZING! She had it set to full cold! I kept my head down not wanting to piss her off anymore but she just said “STAY” and then walked out, I started to cry.

She came back ten minutes later by which time I had pulled myself together and was back in my position, covered in goose bumps and shivering violently. She said “Turn the shower off” and then left for another ten minutes.

This time when she came back she opened the door and told me to step out, then she took another handful of my hair and led me back out into the hallway then into the front room all the way to the far corner, she didn’t stop until I was pressed as far into the corner as I could go, then she kicked the insides of my feet until I moved them so they were touching the walls either side. She leant over my shoulder and said “STAY” then disappeared again.

She was back quickly and I felt her drying my right ass cheek with a towel, then she crouched down behind me and I felt her running something over my ass, like she was writing. I couldn’t tell what she was doing at first but then I smelt the henna and knew exactly what she was doing!

She was finished after a few minutes and she stood up again, I could tell she was smiling when she leant close to my ear again and said “I told you I was going out, not that WE were going out. I know that you are busy and that sometimes you can’t find time to talk to me but don’t forget your place slut, and don’t forget that your actions have consequences. This is a consequence. I’ll be back later”. Then she gave me a really hard slap on my left ass cheek and walked out of the room, about two minutes later I heard the front door open and then close.

My head was spinning big time, I’d arrived ready for a good night out with Kayleigh and now she was gone and I was stood with my face pressed into the corner of her lounge!

As I am sure you can imagine time passed extremely slowly, at first I was just bored and after a while I was severely tempted to move around, find a mirror and see what she had drawn on my ass with the henna, but I didn’t, I stayed in the corner like a good sub.

I’m guessing at timescales because I actually didn’t have a clue but after about an hour my arms and legs had started to ache and after two they were really sore, and I was so bored! I was so desperate to unfold my arms or move my legs a bit, just try standing somewhere for even half an hour not moving at all, it is ridiculous how uncomfortable it is!

After what I’m guessing was about three hours I started to think about what I had done to piss Kayleigh off enough to do this to me. It did occur to me that maybe I hadn’t done anything wrong and she had just decided to be mean but what said before she left kind of negated that possibility.  She was obviously annoyed at my constant unavailability and my cutting conversations short and now I was being punished for it, in the end I decided I probably deserved it and that I would make more of an effort to be available when she wanted me to be in future.

It had been hours and my arms and legs were numb (yet in pain?!) and I wanted to move so badly, it took every bit of willpower I have not to just move a little bit. The henna had dried on m ass cheek, I could feel it pulling gently at the skin now that it had compressed. Finally I heard the front door.

My heart started to race with excitement, she was back,! What would happen now? I heard her come up behind me, she grabbed my ass cheek hard, digging her nails in, she leant over my shoulder, her breath stank of alcohol, slurring slightly she said “Did you move?” and I shook my head. She said “Good girl, STAY” and then she left the room.

I thought she was going to leave me there all night but she was back after a couple of minutes and I heard her drop some things behind me, then she was back at my shoulder saying “Wait two more minutes then go home, there’s a taxi outside” and then she left the room again and I heard her bedroom door slam.

I was gutted if I’m honest, all that time waiting there and I wasn’t even going to get anything good out of it! I counted to 120 and then released my pose, it was hard and painful to move my arms, I was really still. The clothes on the floor were a thigh length rain coat and a pair of flip flops, nothing else, great!

There was also £20, presumably for the taxi which was waiting so I grabbed the coat and flung it on, fastening the waist strap and then slid my feet into the flip flops.  I passed a mirror on the way out and noticed my cheeks had makeup all down them, I wiped it off as best I could with my hand, I still looked like a panda but there was nothing I could do about that!

I got into the taxi as carefully as I could, trying to make sure the coat didn’t ride up. The driver took one look at me and said “Are you OK?”, I just blushed, smiled and said yes.

When I got home I ran upstairs, stripped the coat off and took a look at my ass in the mirror. In black writing across my whole right ass cheek it said


I picked off the bits of dried henna that hadn’t come of in the taxi, the letters were completely black because it had been left on so long and it was really vivid against my quite pale skin, I was getting wet just looking at it!

I took a picture in the mirror and sent it to Kayleigh with the message “I love it! Thank you xxx”, then I got into bed and made myself cum before falling asleep.

This was a very weird night but it taught me a valuable lesson about Kayleigh, since then I have made a great effort to speak to her as and when she wants me to and I haven’t had to be punished again, not for that anyway!

I know this post is a bit low on action but I thought it was an important one for the “complete story” of what has happened while I haven’t been posting. I will post more soon (hopefully) filling you in on some of the more interesting adventures I have had with her since then.

For those that are interested it has been a few weeks now and while the henna has faded you can still clearly see “KAY’S SLUT” on my ass, she makes reference to it quite often and has told me she is going to get it tattooed at some point, we will see!

So how did it go?

I got a text when I was about five minutes from the restaurant saying “Don’t look at me until I say you can” and that’s it.  The taxi dropped me right outside and I resisted the urge to look through the window as I got and out walked inside.  I gave my name and woman led me to a table in the corner of the room.  I knew Kayleigh was already there because I could see her feet under the table, she was wearing some really nice cage style wedges with open toes showing off her red toe nails. I thanked the girl and sat down keeping my eyes down, it’s surprisingly hard not to look at someone when they are sat right in front of you!

I was already blushing but hoped she couldn’t see, she said hello and told me I was a “good girl” for keeping my eyes down and to continue to do so until she says otherwise.  I was more worried about people hearing than what she was saying to be honest!

The waitress came with the menus which she handed to us both, then she told us the specials and Kayleigh asked for some water before she walked away again.  I began looking at the menu, mainly just for something to look at but a set of fingers with a pink french manicure came over the top of it and snatched it away from me, folded it and laid it on the table next to her! Then she told me to “sit on your hands” in a stern sort of voice.

I slid my hands under my thighs as subtly as I could, trying to look around to see if anyone was looking but it was difficult without looking up!  We sat in silence as she perused the menu and I, well, did nothing! After a few minutes the waitress came back with water and poured us both a glass, I felt mortified sat there looking at the table with my hands under my legs!  Kayleigh ordered a bottle of Chardonnay and she left again.

I was thirsty by this point and was looking at my glass of water when she picked it up and poured it back into the jug, I couldn’t see what she did then but I heard something being poured into the glass and then it reappeared in front of me.  It looked pretty much the same, ice floating in clear liquid, only is wasn’t quite as clear as before.

I guessed what it was before she told me to drink and was proven correct when I pulled one hand out from under my leg, picked up the glass and took  tentative sip.  I’ve tasted urine before, mine and other people’s so I knew what it was immediately, it has an unmistakable taste even if it is not a very strong yellow one.

“Look at me”, my eyes flicked up to her without blinking and we stared at each other a second, she looked wonderful as my eyes drank in those big blue eyes.  She had that evil little grin on her face as she said “drink” and I lifted the glass to my lips and took a long slow drink of what I presumed to be her piss.  I let it fill my mouth and then run down my throat into my stomach, then I took another drink.

She watched me intently as I finished the whole drink before putting the glass back down with just the ice in. I had managed to not pull a face the whole time and my eyes hadn’t left hers once.

The waitress returned with our wine and brought me back into the world, I placed my hand back under my thigh whilst the wine was poured and then she asked if we were ready to order.  Kayleigh said yes and then ordered for both of us, I would be having scallops to start and then duo of lamb, fortunately both things I enjoy.

Kayleigh began to talk to me normally then, asking about how I’d been and how work was, it felt a bit silly talking normally whilst sat on my hands but at least I could look at her.

When the starter came she finally allowed me to free my hands and we continued to talk as we ate, it was delicious by the way! I was also able to wash the taste of urine out of my mouth with some of the wine.  After the waitress had taken the plates away she said “Give me your underwear”, she said it in a very matter of fact sort of way so I didn’t really catch it at first, I just sort of looked  at her whilst I worked out what she said.

I know that doesn’t seem like a major thing but this is a really posh restaurant, I’ve taken clients there.  She didn’t tell me again, she just looked at me and waited, she knew I would do it.

I glanced around to make sure no-one was watching and then hitched the back of my dress up so that I was sat directly on the leather seat, then hooked my fingers under the waste band and quickly pulled them down my thighs and let them fall to the floor.

My thong was still around my ankles and I had just straightened my dress when the waitress returned with our main.  I must have been bright red as I accepted the plate hoping she wouldn’t notice the black lace around my ankles, I don’t think she did because she left without saying anything or giving me a funny look!  Once she was gone I stepped out of the thong, bent down and picked it up and handed it to Kayleigh under the table.

Kayleigh didn’t take them from me, instead she reach over the table and held her hand out for them, I bunched them in my hand and then reluctantly handed them over.  She took them and I watched her unravel them in her hands and check the crotch then smiled, obviously it was damp, all of this was turning me on quite a lot!

She has the ability to switch between normal conversation and domination and back in the same breath, it leaves me spinning a little and that s what she did again. We were back to normal conversation talking about her work now and other “normal” topics, only now I was conscious that I was naked under my short skirt.

It turned out “we” didn’t fancy a desert so we just had coffee (why?!) and then I paid the bill.  The waitress rang us a taxi and we got in together, me first and I know she got a good look up my dress as I was forced to climb across the seat. She gave the driver her address and off we went, I had no idea if we were just dropping her off or if I was going back to her house at this point but she told me to sit on my hands again, I obeyed.

We’d been driving a couple of minutes when reached over and spread my knees, then slid her hand down the inside of my thigh and massaging my lips, she was good at it! An expert I would say, she quickly slipped her fingers between my lips and turned her attention to my clit, then she kissed me.

It was passionate just like the other times and she never let up with her fingers, I kissed her back as hard as I could without the use of my hands, I could feel the drivers eyes watching us but I didn’t care at that moment, the whole world could have been watching and I wouldn’t have cared!

She continued throughout the journey, alternating between hard rhythmic stimulation and then none at all, sometimes kissing me and sometimes just staring into my eyes with that evil little grin on her face! I was completely in submissive mood, simply responding to what she did and just waiting in between. She didn’t take me all the way though, after about ten or fifteen minutes (I’m honestly not sure) she lifted her fingers to my lips and without thinking I opened my mouth and took her fingers into it I sucked gently as she withdrew them, cleaning my juices off them thoroughly.

I was in a bit of a daze, halfway to an orgasm and totally in submissive mode, she paid the driver (she paid!) and we climbed out of my side.  I followed her as we approached her building in silence, she opened the front door and walked in, I followed and we continued up to flights of stairs.

She opened her door and stepped back, I went to enter and as I did so she grabbed my pony tail and yanked it back.  She held it so my head was tilted back and sort of led me into the flat by it, I heard the door slam behind us and she turned me into the first room on the left.

It was a large room which combined a lounge, dining room and kitchen, in the dining room area there was a table with four chairs around it, two either side.  She led me forward towards the table until I was up against one end of it and then continued pushing forcing me to bend over the table until my forehead was touching the top.  She pulled my skirt up over my ass so I was totally exposed and then I heard her leave the room.

I was exceptionally horny now, I was virtually shivering with anticipation, my hands were laid flat on the table top either side of my head and I could feel condensation forming on the glass around them. I concentrated on staying still.

A heard the toilet flush and realised I need it too but no such luck, a few minutes later I heard her come back in and then a cane landed on the table next to me, I looked at it out of the corner of my eye before my head was yanked back by my pony tail. She said “open” and I opened my mouth allowing her to push a red ball gag into it and then put my head back on the table before buckling it tightly around my head.  And when I say tightly I mean so it hurt!

She picked up the cane and I prepared myself, I’ve been caned plenty of times before but not for a long time and each person is different so it’s never exactly the same.

As always the swish of the cane was instantly followed by the stinging impact, this one was fairly tame though, then she swatted my ass gently for about ten seconds before I heard the swish and felt the sting again. This one was harder but still didn’t bother me too much, there was another ten seconds of swatting and then swish and…wow! I yelped  and jerked as the blow came down twice as hard as the previous one, it stung pretty bad but I didn’t move from my position.

I could hear the smirk in her voice as she said “OK then, count to ten”. There was no more gentle swatting, the first four blows landed about an inch below each other starting at the top of my ass. I involuntarily yelped after each one and then counted the number as best I could through the gag, I’d begun to drool a little around the ball by this point.

The fifth one missed my ass and hit right at the top of my thighs, it stung like a bitch and it was a little more than a yelp I let out this time, although less than a scream I think! but I said the number and then heard her walk around me stroking my ass as she did, her touch felt good but I could feel her fingers rising and falling over the welts that were already forming.

She whispered “half way” into my ear and then stood back up and immediately laid down the fifth one.  My ass was burning now so each blow was magnified, she didn’t give me pause though and I just moaned and counted as she literally beat my ass!

She gave me a few minutes to recover once she had finished, then she returned and I felt her run her hand over my ass again, her hand felt cold, then she undid the buckle on my gag and lifted my head by my pony tail again.  I left a small pool of drool on the table but she didn’t seem to mind, she pulled the ball out of my mouth and then used a towel to wipe my chin. She asked me if I was OK and I smiled and said yes so she led me over to the sofa and told me to kneel in front of it, then she disappeared again.

She was back very quickly and she put my hands into a pair of handcuffs behind my back, then she moved in front of me and sat on the sofa, leant back and opened her legs, then said “I want to cum”.

I smiled a wide smile and then lowered my head between her legs.  I ran my tongue up the length of her slit and then took her clit into my mouth sucking gently. She put her hand on the back of my head and pushed me into her as I licked and sucked and it wasn’t long before I could taste her juices coating my tongue and a few minutes later she was moaning and cumming in my face.

She took a minute to recover with my face still buried in her pussy, then she pulled my head back up by my hair (her new favourite thing?!) until I was back on my knees again, then she stood up, straightened her dress and then released my wrists.

She sat down again and crossed her legs then said “your turn, you may cum”.  Normally at this point there would be all sorts of blushing but I was so horny I just pushed my fingers into my pussy and began to rub my clit with my thumb, it was all of a minute before I was cumming in front of her.

Once I was finished she told me to put the handcuffs back on and I did, then I leant on the sofa and put my head on her knees and she took out my bobble and began stroking my hair.  It felt very intimate and comfortable and I stayed there for over an hour while we talked, mainly about whether I had enjoyed it, to which the answer was a resounding yes!

Eventually she said she would call me a taxi and ten minutes after that she was kissing me good night, minus the handcuffs! The ride home was uncomfortable, my ass was really sore so sitting down was…well, uncomfortable!

Once home I checked out my ass, it was a criss-cross of blackish red welts, it looked wonderful!  It has healed quite a bit already, sitting was difficult all day Friday and Saturday but it is fine now, just a bit of pain when I sit and it’ll be mostly healed by the end of the week.

It was an amazing evening and I’m still smiling about it, I spoke to her on the phone on Saturday and Sunday and I am seeing her again this week, probably Wednesday, can’t wait!

I hope you enjoyed this entry and it wasn’t too dull and boring for you, I did promise to do a task set by Dante, I will try to do it tomorrow lunch time and report back on it, sorry for the delay, busy life!