NG Tubes


A nasogastric tube is a narrow bore tube passed into the stomach via the nose. It is used for short or medium term nutritional support toilet duty.

The use of a nasogastric tube is suitable for enteral feeding for up to six weeks human toilets for up to eight hours. Polyurethane or silicone feeding tubes are unaffected by gastric acid and can therefore remain in the stomach for a longer period than PVC tubes, which can only be used for up to two weeks.

A trial

As usual it’s been a while since I’ve written here but some things have gone on in the mean time. I travelled for work for a while and when I got back I felt like I was missing something in my life, I felt lonely.

I decided to seek an online D/s relationship and ended up entering into a two week trial with someone I’ve known online for some time. Whilst I enjoyed the time it did end up being too much for me purely because I was so busy with the rest of my life and unable to keep up with everything that was required of me, which was no more than would be required of any sub. I think what I am trying to say is that it was entirely my fault that it didn’t work out.

Anyway, part of the trial involved me completing tasks for him on a weekend and reporting back and as seen as I haven’t written anything on here in a while I thought it would be good to post the report from one of those tasks.

Just a small disclaimer, during my time with him I wasn’t allowed to capitalise any reference to myself so that is why there are so many small i’s! He also insisted I referred to using the bathroom as “going potty” which I hated!

i started the task on Saturday morning by sealing my pussy lips as per your orders. i took some fishing line and threaded a needle on both ends then, starting at the bottom on either side of my hole i pushed a needle through the sensitive flesh and then brought the needles out, crossed them over and pushed them both inwards through my lips a bit further up. i repeated this another four times on each side, i now know this is not the format you wanted them laced in but that but i did my best with the information you provided. i pulled it all tight so that my lips were sealed together and then knotted the fishing line ends and removed the excess line. The “lacing” ended just below my clit piercing, with the piercing being the size and location that it is the ring sits sort of on top of my outer lips which forced my clit to stand out from my lips also, there is no way to close my lips fully with this ring in.

i was doing a lot of moving around on Saturday and was very conscious of the pinching and pulling going on in my pussy whenever I moved too much. Sometimes i’d move and i felt a sharp pain shoot through my pussy that stopped me in my tracks, other times it was just a dull pain that kept me wet all day. By morning my lips were a little swollen and tender and the first movements, which pulled the line through the holes a little was very painful.

It is hard to describe how it feels for someone like me to experience that type of pain, it hurt’s just like it would hurt anyone but i love the pain, it makes me feel good rather than bad and it makes me so wet even though it can bring me to tears at the same time. It’s odd because not all pain is like that for me, breaking my arm wouldn’t give me an instant orgasm for example, it’s difficult to explain!

Anyway, i had various plans over the weekend as you know but planned on starting the task at about 9am on Sunday morning so was up at 8am getting everything ready. I got all the items i needed out of my toy box and placed them on the bed whilst drinking the required litre of liquid ( a combination of coffee, orange juice and water fyi), i laid a plastic sheet on my (carpeted) bedroom floor and then placed the base of the dog cage where I would be standing so that i didn’t make a mess (which didn’t work but more on that later!).

i didn’t bother getting dressed and did all the preparation naked and wearing my leather ankle and wrist cuffs as well as my matching collar, it made me feel good to be dressed as a sub again as it’s a long time since i’ve been dressed this way. Kayleigh used to like to make me wear just stockings, a garter belt and some heels, she called it my slave uniform ūüôā

It was almost time to start so got a little lube and ran it around the inside of my asshole and then smeared some of your delightful hot sauce around the base of the locking plug. i was going to put my shoes on and then insert the plug but i thought it best to be precise in my following of your orders so i bent over the bed with my legs slightly spread and placed the plug at the entrance to my hole, i find applying gentle pressure is the best way to insert a plug and in doing so i felt my ass slowly let the plug slide into me. The plug is quite large even when closed so i had to apply more pressure and take the pain as my asshole was stretched and the plug all of a sudden slid into me and allowed my hole to close around the hot sauce coated base.

Next i gingerly sat on the bed and put on my very high heels, they are shoes but they are like boots and lace up over the top of my foot and are ridiculously high, i concentrated on lacing them up despite the burning sensation now becoming quite severe around my anal entrance.

Following the next part of your instructions required a little ingenuity, after attaching one end of the chain to a ceiling hook it was obvious that there was no way i could reach the ceiling to attach the other end with it already between my legs. Fortunately the chain was long so i ran the free end through the other ceiling hook (they are actually eyelets, i think they are from a four poster bed or something?!) and kept hold of the free end leaving the loop hanging low enough that I could stand over it, then i pulled the free end until it was digging into my crotch. i could have made things easy for myself here by giving myself some slack but i’m serious about this and made sure it was tight into my pussy and then took note of where it would need to attach it to the ceiling. Then i got off it, threaded it through my clit ring and attached it at the correct length to the ceiling hook.

With the chain in place hanging in a U (via my pussy ring) from the ceiling i stepped over it (rather inelegantly i might add) and using a small box i had left at one side got myself in position before kicking the box away and standing up with the chain digging into my already sore and stitched pussy lips and pushing the plug deeper into my burning ass.

i reached behind me and managed to open the plug after a few minutes of struggling, opening the plug is a strange sensation, it opens very quickly so you go from having a full feeling to having a seriously stretched, over full feeling in a split second and it’s a bit of a shock! Anyway, i opened the plug and slid the timer lock through the hole, through the chain and pushed it closed before turning the dial eight times (it’s maximum).

With me standing where i was and the chain positioned how it was the plug has constant pressure on it and the chain was digging into and crushing against my sealed pussy lips, however the angle of the chain meant that it was pressing directly against my clit despite the dangling ring pulling it out a little, but… then i took the weight as per my instructions and hung it from my clit ring. i had said to you that i didn’t think the weight would do much because it would be mostly taken by the chain but i wasn wrong, the weight pulled just enough to pin my clit between the part of the ring that goes through my body and the chain and keep pressure on it the whole time. It wasn’t unbearable painful but it definitely hurt and would be like that for a long time.

As per your final bondage instruction i took the other timer lock and put it through the rings on my cuffs and then through the chain at about head height then locked it setting the timer for five hours. That was it, i was locked there, unable to move or escape for the next eight hours and already in significant discomfort.

my pussy, clit and ass were in considerable pain but after an hour it was my legs that were the hardest to take, shortly followed by my arms. my arms weren’t in so much pain as they were just uncomfortable and i couldn’t find a position in which i could keep them for any length of time but my legs i couldn’t move at all, there was no other position to put them in and the only relief i could give them was to bend my knee and lift one every so often and this actually relieved the pressure on the chain somewhat as long as i could keep my balance, several times i swayed and couldn’t get my leg down before i pushed heavily down on the chain with my pussy causing the weight to sway and grind my clit into the chain.

After three hours the burning in my ass had died down and wasn’t bothering me really, and i’d got used to the fullness there as much as you can get used to having your ass stretched on the inside. my pussy was very tender and feeling bruised, imagine when you’ve got a bad bruise and you poke it and keep your finger on it, that’s what it felt like but in my pussy. i’m not sure how to describe how my clit felt other than “raw”, maybe like being nipped but constantly, for hours.

By the time the lock on my cuffs unlocked the “sexual” pain in my pussy and ass paled in comparison to the muscle pain in my legs and arms, even though the lock had clicked open i couldn’t move my arms properly to unhook them from the lock and let them free and when i eventually did free them they were very stiff and it was painful to straighten them. Eventually i massaged my arms back to life and reached down and unclipped the weight, if you’ve never been clamped you won’t understand this but the very worst part of having parts of your body squeezed for a long time is when the squeezing stops, the blood rushes back in and the pain can be exquisitely horrendous.

This wasn’t quite like that but it was a version of it, the pull on my clit was drastically reduced without the weight which allowed me to adjust my position and lift my clit off the chain which was sweet sweet agony ūüôā

The final three hours the only thing i struggled to deal with was my legs, my pussy and ass were sore but that was an enjoyable sort of pain, my legs were just really badly aching and by this time the shoes were really hurting my feet. They are very high shoes and it puts a lot of pressure on the balls of your feet when you wear them for a long time.

About an hour before the timer ran down i needed to potty, i closed my eyes and let my stream go which went through the chain and strayed everywhere, all on the end of my bed and across the carpet! Once i was free there was very little to clean with my mouth but i had to clean up the carpet and wash my clean bedding, it was a pain!

Eventually the time ran down and the lock on my ass clicked open, i reached behind me and removed the padlock and then closed the locking plug, you have no idea how good it felt to feel it retract inside me but also really strange and empty. Next i had to VERY carefully lift my leg over the chain without falling and ripping my clit ring out. my legs were so sore and stiff and it was hard to take my weight on one of them but i powered through the pain and, shaking, got off the chain then climbed on a chair and detached the chain from the ceiling. Then i fell on the bed and stayed there for about twenty minutes just lying there and then after a while moving my legs around.

Once i had recovered a little i started to explore my body with my hands, my pussy had a deep indentation of the chain along it which had only slightly dissipated while i was laid on the bed. my pussy and clit were very pussy, red and sore. i laid on my side and bent my legs up so that i could reach around and slowly pull the plug out of myself which left my hole gaping for some time afterwards.


I hope you enjoy reading this, I hope to write more soon as I have a few things going on that might make interesting reading although my life is so crazy at the moment it’s hard to say when that will be!

Ups and Downs

Firstly thanks for still reading despite my absence of late.  Just to give you a little insight into my life recently I have been working on a big new project at work and things got rather busy there for a while.  I was working 10-12 hour days seven days a week, running meetings, writing documents, blaa blaa blaa.  Then on the 22nd August I was in a hotel lobby after having been for dinner with clients in Leeds and I began to feel feint, I woke up on the floor surrounded by strangers and an hour later I was in hospital via an Ambulance, it was totally embarrassing!

Apparently I was suffering from very high blood pressure and very low blood sugar caused by, among other things, working too hard, stress and not eating properly. I got quite the lecture from the doctor about not looking after myself and then Mistress arrived the next morning and I got the lecture all over again except this time it came with threats!

Mistress drove me home and as soon as we got in she made me strip and then lie on the bed, then she tied me to it, not tight and spread eagled¬†or anything but securely with chains padlocked to leather cuffs, then she covered my up with the duvet and left me to my “enforced r&r” (her words) for a full twenty four hours, the only time she disturbed me was to feed which she did four times during my “captivity” whether I wanted to eat or not. One time she did untie me long enough to use the bathroom.

To be honest I am grateful, I slept almost the whole time and when she finally freed me I felt more relaxed and energetic than I had in weeks, I showed her my gratitude immediately which she accepted very graciously, between her legs!

I didn’t go back to work until the following Monday, which was a bank holiday but we had a big meeting in the City (Business District of London) which was basically the culmination of all my work, the big decision, and everything went perfectly and the deal went through and a few days later I got a RIDICULOUS bonus (sorry for gloating!) and a week off. Mistress and I went on holiday and it was just great to get away with her.

So anyway, blog, I’m trying to get back into writing now that I have a little more time and I am starting where I left off which seems appropriate. I owed everyone a report on the Dice Game that I asked for and so rudely didn’t deliver on so here it is…

The first person to post their dice numbers in the right place was markh101¬†(sorry Simon!) who rolled the following numbers; 3, 3, 2, 6, 5.¬† That equates to wearing a boob tube and wet look leggings, along with 8″ heels, to a friends house with a large anal plug inserted and staying for fifty minutes.

Shockingly I don’t (didn’t)¬† own a boob tube or “wet look” leggings so I had to go out and acquire¬†some, I found some at Primark¬†which were both cheap and not too terrible. Perhaps less surprisingly I did have a large butt¬†plug in my toy chest so I had almost everything I needed, except for shoes.

I have plenty of shoes, more than plenty really, but none that are quite eight inches high so I¬† had to settle for some six inch ones but I don’t think that should constitute a fail, they are still fairly high shoes!

The plug that I chose is 2.5″ wide and is not easy for me to get in, I have a reasonably tight ass despite the use it has been put to over the years! After having a shower I used some lube on the plug and then placed it on the floor and squatted over it, I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart and positioned myself so that the cold tip touched my hole. Then I pushed down, hard!

I bit down on my lip to help me take the pain from my asshole being stretched wide. It felt like something much larger, a watermelon maybe, trying to make its way into my ass but I kept on the pressure, pushing down as hard as I could despite the burning stretching sensation that such an act brings with it. Eventually, after some minutes of pure pain, my ass gave in and I slid down onto the plug.

There was relief as my hole retracted around the plug mixed with the unusual and uncomfortable feeling as the wide plug pushed into me stretching my insides before settling deep inside me.  As I laid on floor, on my side, recovering my composure and readying myself to get back up I ran a finger up my pussy, predictably I was soaking wet.

After I had dragged myself pack to my feet and cleaned myself up a little (down there!) I got into my outfit.¬† I was a little worried that the plug would show through the tight leggings but once I had them on I checked myself out in the mirror and it was fine, the part of the plug that sticks out isn’t too big on that plug so you couldn’t tell at all, although I could really feel it digging into my ass cheeks.

I pulled on the boob tube top, no bra, and then slid my feet into the shoes, I looked ridiculous! There had been no rules on makeup or hair so I did my makeup pretty standard but a bit heavy on the eye shadow and then put my hair in a tight pony tail which just seemed appropriate.

I had organised to go and see a gay (male) friend of mine who I haven’t seen in a while so I left the house and ran to the car hoping no-one would see me, unfortunately I dropped my keys as I ran and had to stop and bend over and fumble about in the flower bed to find them again.¬† Also, just to be clear, when I say I ran, I’m not talking Usain Bolt here, it was more tottering along at a slightly faster than walking pace, but even so it wasn’t easy wearing such a large plug up my ass!

The next challenge was sitting in the car, for some reason I didn’t really think about it despite the fact that the plug was right up there on my brains list of current affairs, I just plonked myself down as I normally do when I get in the car and immediately felt like I’d had the wind knocked out of me as the plug was forced deeper into me with a lot of force, I actually yelped, partly from the pain and partly from the total surprise.¬† I sat in the car for a least five minutes just getting my breath back and then turned the car on and set off.

The drive was short and as I got there I called him to tell him I was there, I wasn’t keen on the idea of hanging around on the street (he has no front garden) in those ridiculous clothes looking like a 90’s prostitute! When he opened the door he just burst out laughing!

I managed to push my way inside and when he finished rolling around on the floor laughing at me I told him my pre-prepared story, I was going to a 90’s disco party and wanted to try out my outfit on him (good eh?!).¬† He said he loved it, it was perfect! Phew!

He offered me a glass of wine and it would have been rude to say no! I took the wine but immediately spilt it as I sat down once again forgetting to do it gently! I managed to contain the yelp this time so he didn’t notice (I don’t think) that I was reacting to anything and just thought I was clumsy.

After that was all sorted though his first words were “I think maybe a bra with that top hunni” and then he smiled a wide smile, I looked down and my nipples were sticking out like bullets through the thin top, it had been a bit cold outside and to be honest the constant self inflicted anal abuse was starting to get me going a little.¬† I put my arm over my tits and blushed but he just started laughing again!

I stayed much longer than the prescribed fifty minutes, in fact it was nearer two hours later that I left, my ass was really aching by that point and I had been shuffling around a lot in my seat, my friend kept telling me to sit still, fortunately he isn’t my Dom because I would have found it very difficult to comply.

I repeated my little run, managing not to drop my keys this time, and got back into the house unseen (probably). I stripped the clothes off and got on my beds, hands and knees like a doggy bitch, my right hand went straight to my pussy whilst my left gripped the plug and began pulling on it, retracting it a little, then pushing it back in and retracting it a little more.

My fingers worked frantically at my clit as the plug started to come out and then I just gripped it tight and pulled as hard as I could and came loudly as my ass relinquished the plug and I collapsed on the bed.

My ass was really REALY sore and when I looked at the plug it had blood smeared all over it, clearly my ass had taken a pounding with this thing. Like a good slut I cleaned the plug with my tongue and then I went and took another shower, I used the shower head on my ass which stung like crazy and ran red a little bit. After my shower I wrapped myself in my fluffy dressing gown and curled up on my bed.

My ass was sore for a couple of days, quite bad the first day but not too much after that and there was no more blood so the damaged can’t have been all that bad.

So that was my first dice game challenge, I know the report was not quite as prompt as it should have been, in fact it was ridiculously late if truth be told but as I’ve said real life has very much got in the way in the last few weeks and¬†although things are still pretty hectic my schedule is a little easier to manage now so I’m hoping to increase the¬†blog posts over the coming days and weeks, the next of which will be along shortly and will centre around a certain party that I attended.

Preparing for the games

Thank you for your suggestions for the dice game, I’m just deciding if I should collate all the ideas into one set or keep them all as they are and either have a vote for the best one or play a game using each one. Your opinions would be gratefully received.

On Saturday morning Mistress revealed to me that we were going to see a man who teaches people to tie shibari, which is Japanese rope bondage in case you don’t know. I don’t know if I was more excited when I thought I was going to be learning to do it or when I found out I would be the “model” for the training!

I thought it was going to be one on one training with the guy and Mistress but when we arrived their was a Dom and another Domme there already. I found out later that the two others had paid for the lesson but Mistress had got it free by providing the model!

I had to remove my clothes in front of all of them (very red face!), the teacher said that I could leave my underwear on if I wanted but Mistress “suggested” that it would be better if I didn’t so I ended up stood in front of them stark naked staring down at the floor.

He did a crotch rope on me, a full body harness, a “shrimp tie” (very uncomfortable) and a half suspension. Sorry I don’t know the proper names for them yet. They left me in the half suspension, pussy on show and complete with a rope gag, whilst they all sat around me and had coffee!

Anyway, a good part of Sunday was then spent practicing what Mistress had learnt and apparently I will be used to pay for several more lessons in the near future!