Back to it

I’m so out of practice writing that I feel like this is going to end up being a terrible post, which isn’t great for my first one in a while so I’ll apologise now and get it out of the way, sorry!

Tons has happened since I last wrote properly which was July I think, that’s probably why the stats on here are so bad! I went on holiday, I decided to build an erotic fiction website, we moved into the new house, we set a date for the wedding and booked a venue….it’s a lot, I’ve been busy so maybe you’ll forgive the hiatus from posting.

As per the first paragraph… This was intended to be one big post starting with all the “boring” stuff of what I’ve been up to whilst I’ve not been posting and then going on to talk about all the fun stuff we got up to on holiday. However I’m struggling to write the second part and effectively express it so I’m going to post this part and then next week you’ll get the juices sexy stuff.

So yeah, we finally completed on the sale of Mistresses house and the purchase of our new home together. Despite my being a solicitor it has been quite a prolonged and stressful thing and I’m so glad it is over and we’re finally in.

The house is a mess though, we knew it needed work but somewhere in between deciding to buy the place and moving in we seemed to forget how much work it really needed. So far we’ve had two rooms decorated though, the lounge and our bedroom and they both look gorgeous. We’ve had someone come in a look at making the basement into a proper liveable room and that plan is on the back burner for the moment, it’s going to be a huge job just to get it to a point that we can begin making it into a dungeon, the toys will have to stay in the toy chest for the time being.

The other news, we went to see a venue for the wedding and we both absolutely fell in love with it so we have booked it. It’s an outdoor venue which is a risk with the weather in the UK but it’s too beautiful a place not to do it there. We’ll be getting married in June 2019, which means we have a ton of stuff to organise before then. We started putting a guest list together and it’s already out of hand!

Amidst all of this I decided to set up a new website! Mistress said I was crazy to even attempt this but when, whilst on holiday, I discovered that a website that I frequented since I got into the bdsm scene has fallen into abandonment I was upset enough at it’s loss to want to do something about it. At first I tried to contact the owner of the site to see if they wanted to sell the site to me but, like everyone else who tried, I got no response. Then I tried posting in the forums and like I mentioned before that got me a lifetime ban so I gave up on that idea.

Instead, whilst still in Portugal, I registered www.thefetlibrary.com and got to work when I got home. I learn some basic web coding skills a long time ago but they were rustier than my first pair of handcuffs so I had to watch some training videos and stumble my way through making the basic site. Eventually I recruited my sister’s boyfriend who is a professional software developer and he helped write some of the more complex stuff and later, fix all the mistakes I made that caused the site to come down last weekend!

So the site is up and people are using it, go and enjoy the content and see what you think. There is a forum there now too which I’m hoping people will use www.thefetlibrary.cafe and will grow into a thriving bdsm community. If you haven’t taken a look please do so, read stories, sign up to the forums and join the conversations or start one, post the link to the library wherever you can and get the word out. Thank you.

I promise next weeks post will be worth the read x

The things

I tend to write posts about my general life or about specific sessions or scenes that Mistress and I have but today I thought I’d write about a few different, smaller things that Mistress does just to torment me, just because it’s fun.

Once or twice a month Miss has to travel for work, it’s only usually for one night, sort of midday until the next afternoon depending on where she is going, usually a European city. One time she decided that I should stay in the house while she was away and she decided to ensure that I would do so.

About ten minutes before her car picked up her up she produced my locking butt plug, two padlocks and a very long length of metal chain. She took me to the post at the bottom of the stairs and had me pass one end of the chain around it and lock it together with one of the padlocks. Then she had me bend over on the stairs and after using my pussy to lube up the plug she pushed it into me.

A couple of side notes here, firstly my pussy is almost always wet and is nearly the sole source of lubricant for us. Secondly, even closed this plug is quite big and is painful to take, when opened up it feels like you have a football in your ass!

After opening the plug she put the lock onto it and attached the other end of the chain to it and so I was attached by a fifteen metre chain to the post at the bottom of the stairs. There was no discussion about it and I knew better than to question or plead with Miss about it, ten minutes later she was gone.

This wasn’t a major torture although having something that large and heavy in your ass for a long time is quite distracting, it was more of an inconvenience having to trail the chain around with me whenever I wanted to move around the house and sitting in my office chair was a bit uncomfortable but I did have several video meetings whilst I was chained.

That was a fairly mild version of this. Another time is was much more challenging when I was attached in the same way but with a much shorter chain. My wrists were cuffed and attached to a chain that went between my legs and also attached to the plug. I could really move from the bottom of the stairs for just under forty-eight hours.

I was left with a large bowl of water which was too big to lift with my bound hands so I could only lap at the water, a metal dog bowl and a few cans of dog food and a PAYG mobile phone because she wanted to be able to talk to me but not for me to sit there on youtube or tumblr.

It was a bit uncomfortable and the dog food was disgusting but other than that it was just really boring! The highlights were when she called a few times, when the post man came and I got to read the mail and when the paper she had arranged to be delivered arrived, although it was The Sun (a terrible tabloid) which she found the most hilarious part!

Although I am quite a healthy person in that I do plenty of exercise I’m not so good at looking after myself in terms of what I eat and drink, although it has improved since I started cooking for Miss Fiona because she likes to eat healthy and I eat what she wants.

Anyway, to help with this Mistress started to leave me a bottle out in the morning with real, not from concentrate!, fruit juice in it and there was an unspoken understanding that I should ensure it was finished before the end of work, one of my five a day!

This was fine for a couple of months until one day I was in the office and took a drink of my “apple juice”, it was not apple juice and in my surprise I almost spat it out onto my desk. Morning pee is not quite as sweet and tasty as apple juice.

Just like before, nothing was mentioned about this, my bottle was empty when I got home and the next day I had some pineapple juice in it. This happens every now and again, sometimes it is subtle and I hardly notice it, my mango juice is just a bit “off” that day due to Mistresses added ingredient.

About three weeks ago I had a long day of meetings including two with clients and one with the partners of my firm. I had complained to Mistress the evening before that it was going to be a very long and boring day.

Mistress needed to be at work early that day so she left whilst I was still in the shower and it was only after I’d get dried and done my makeup that I went to my underwear drawer and found it empty apart from a pair of latex dildo panties.

The dildo was pretty huge and gave me a very full feeling once I was wearing them. I put on my suit and looked completely normal apart from the blush in my cheeks. I had to practice walking in them for a little while so that I looked completely normal and then I went on with my boring day with my pussy full of rubber.

When I got home I was immensely horny, when the panties came off they had a pool of juices in them and Mistress immediately had me kneel and spread my legs for her. Her fingers felt amazing on my puffy swollen pussy and I actually believed I would get relief right up until she ruined my orgasm and I was left panting and moaning and horny.

The final thing I wanted to recount is when Mistress announced recently that she had booked me a spa treatment as a surprise for “being such a good girl”. I’m not a little but it does give me a lovely feeling when she speaks to me like that.

I arrived at the appointment ready for a massage or a facial and happily announced my name to the receptionist. She replied with a slightly odd smile and said “Oh yes, for the intimate peel?”, my eyes narrowed as thoughts of what that could mean swirled through my mind and I nodded.

There was a consultation first where the woman explained the procedure to me and then she left while I got undressed from the waist down and hopped up onto the table on all fours.

It was somehow even worse than being in this situation in a sexual context, she spread my ass cheeks and applied an ointment all around my ass hole then told me to stay put for ten minutes and then she would come back and “clean me up”, it was mortifying!

Anyway, that is all just some of the random stuff that goes on in my day-to-day life and I must admit I do love it. I love the unexpectedness of it and feeling of being controlled that she keeps present in me even when doing random mundane tasks. She is truly an evil genius of a dominant.

Engagement

I just wanted to write a short post to say how happy I am that Lois accepted my proposal of marriage.

Our relationship started out on rocky ground as has been well documented here on her blog but has grown into something much more than I think either of us ever intended or expected. Each of us has grown because of the other and I don’t think either of us can now imagine being without the other.

Yes, she is submissive and I am her Domme, she belongs to me and obeys me and all of that, but she is also my partner and my soul mate and I love her dearly and cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with her.

So thank you Lois, for making me the happiest Domme alive and for just being you.

Shopping

I know I have been quiet the last couple of weeks, sometimes the work/life/blog balance gets skewed a little. First of all though, let’s get something out of the way, recently I was made aware of a photoshopped picture of myself and HitMeHarrder (right) that had been posted on Tumblr and I’d like to say something to the person who made it; It is not flattering, cool, funny or clever to do this. It is creepy, stalkerish and definitely not appreciated by either of us so please desist from this sort of activity and keep those fantasies in your head where they belong from now on.

This sort of thing is the reason I was always reluctant to share images of myself online and the reason I am still deciding whether to pull down any pictures that I have up at the moment. It freaks me out that someone has gone to the time and effort of making this even though it isn’t even a great fake.

Anyway, enough of that…

I used to buy all of my own clothes or rather I should say I used to choose all of my own clothes, I still but them now but I only get to express my opinion not to make the ultimate decision on what I buy.

Recently Mistress and I went on a shopping trip as I needed a few things, we went into the large store and both browsed and picked up a few things before heading to the changing rooms for me to try things on. They don’t ordinarily allow a “friend” to join you in the changing room but Mistress spoke to the attendant and they let her come in with me, I have no idea what she said.

The first thing Mistress does in this situation is to take a large garment, that she has picked up specifically for this purpose, and hang it over the mirror so that I cannot look at myself in the clothes, then I start to try things on.Depending on how busy it is in the changing rooms Mistress will stand outside with the curtain open or closed and wait as I try each item on and show her. As I can’t really see myself properly in the clothes this part is all her decision and she has me turn around and walk around in things, it makes me feel like a child and if other people are there feel quite self-conscious but Mistress doesn’t seem to notice anyone else.

Ordinarily, or I suppose previously as this is my new ordinary, I would only get a few items and to try on. I enjoy shopping but wouldn’t usually try a lot of items on in a store like Mistress has me do.

In one particularly quiet store Mistress was watching me change with the curtain open when the attendant appeared with a dress in a different size, I hadn’t even realised Mistress had sent her for one and could do nothing but blush and smile at the girl as I stood there covering my boobs and wearing only my knickers! The girl also looked a bit embarrassed, the first time, however Mistress kept asking her for things and she kept returning and seeing me in various states of undress and after a while seemed oblivious to what she saw of me. I only realised later that I had large yellow bruises on the back of my thighs!

For those that are interested, here are the clothes that I got that day. Chosen by Mistress, bought by me.

A while ago I described an event where I woke up masturbating and asked you to vote on if you thought I could be held responsible for this. Unsuprising “you” did hold e accountable but I was actually quite surprised that only 75% of you felt that way, so thank you to the other 25%. It did spark some interesting debate on the matter which was fun!

Finally, someone suggested that, as we are just about a quarter of the way through the year I should give you an update on how I am doing with my goals so here we go:

• Submit to a permanent body modification of my choosing.
  Complete
• Spend four weeks in chastity.
  Not Started
• Contact and make peace with the person who caused her to leave London.
  In Progress, I will write about this soon
• Give an orgasm to 52 people that she hadn’t met before 2018.
  On Target, current count is 18
• Speak to her mother every other day.
  On Target, this is just routine at this point
• Achieve an average daily views count of 500 on this blog.
  On Target, but dangerously close as current average is 525
• Buy a new house with me (Mistress).
  In Progress
• Have her septum pierced.
  Not Started
• Experience Domming a submissive.
  Not Started
• Achieve two of her fantasies.
  Not Started
• Fully expose her lifestyle to at least one person who has known her in real life for more than five years.
  Not Started
• Exceed her current “most painful torture”.
  In Progress, Mistress is working on building my pain threshold

If you wish me to expand on any of these points above please let me know in the comments and I will do so.