Having been walking pooch each evening in sissy clothes, it really got me thinking how much I enjoy dressing up. Especially being a little show off slut like I was the other night. I’ve always been a bit more uninhibited than the average person but dressing up and being outside makes me that little bit excited, that little bit scared and all the turned on.
I’ve been caged pretty much all of this month which probably adds to that last part but it does make me want more clothes, a better option for hair management (currently looking at home laser hair treatment options). Then once covid has come and gone (or is more under control) I could in theory just get the areas the home laser treatment can’t do waxed.
In other news Christmas has come and gone and I love everything Miss got me, she gave me a few bits before we travelled to family (few kinky items) and we brought everything else over with us and I’m over the moon with everything and glad everyone enjoyed my first Christmas Dinner (although for a much smaller group than normal due to following all the guidelines :))
I’ve been locked for the past couple of days now, and my mind is straight back to constantly thinking of Miss and all she can make me do. It does really immediately start effecting me within a few hours of being locked, add to that I’ve been doing housework each evening and I’m in a perma sub state.
Night before last whilst Miss was watching TV wrapped up warm she had me nuzzle her cunt whilst in her pajamas, the fact she was still dressed and just kept me there had me instantly aroused and pushing against the cage.
Last night Miss allowed me freedom to play games with her after some quick tasks, I did a few extra bits and later on took out the rubbish, whilst I’ve been locked I’ve been in sexy clothes (sexy underwear) so whilst taking the out the rubbish I did this in just a thong and my cage. It’s quiet a walk to the bins (they’re outside and shared to the building with street views of them) I was so worked up walking around outside like that. At one point I heard some laughter and almost broke into a run, that feeling of humiliation was such a rush and I don’t even know if it was me that was the cause. I hope this continues and Miss gets more and more comfortable having me do things like that or even worse. Picture is what I was wearing when I had to take out the rubbish (this was whilst cleaning the floor plugged & caged)
The other day Miss and I were due to go to a gig, prior to leaving for the drive over I locked without first talking to Miss
My intention was to kick start our kinky side and also hand over control to her once more as we’ve not really done anything in an FLR sense in some time. I was hoping to kind of point it out that I was handing control over to her completely. Unfortunately and unintentionally it came across that I was doing it for me and it was about me, so I completely missed the mark. Miss did take it well though and I suppose I’m writing this to kind of explain my intentions as well as how I’ve felt since.
So onto the since, at the gig Miss was stood in front of me and throughout and due to both of our movements I on a number of occasions couldn’t help but close my eyes and enjoy Miss amazing ass rubbing against my now caged cock, genuinely slightly say dreamy each time she rubbed against me. First night I was awoken by morning glory, but thankfully due to a late night drive I got back to sleep, rest of the day I did housework with the ever present reminder of the cage. Today thus far I’ve strained against the cage a few times (mostly thinking of Miss, especially as she’s said we’re 100% having some time for her later) but no real discomfort.
I might add to this post later but as ever please ask any questions you may have in the comments, messages etc.