Update on Chastity and a wet weekend

This will be the first of a couple of blog posts today – so long and I don’t get distracted.

Normally this week we are all on holiday in some form but as I mentioned a couple of posts back we’ve had to change our plans due to the hotel that was booked having some of the rooms damaged. Moneys have been refunded and the offer of discounts for rebooking later in the year have been accepted.

Normally what happens is that Madam and Sir head off for a few days on their own and I am sent to Mistress Carol’s for an “Annual Assessment” to ensure that I’m being a good submissive for Madam and to spend the time as a maid to Mistress Carol, I also get to have time with Kerri. that is normally for 4 days and then we all meet up – Madam and Sir, Mistress Carol and her Partner (B/F) and Kerri and Myself – for the 4 days of the bank holiday.

Mistress Carol – I will be in so much trouble for this – again!

But that is to be delayed and it looks like it will be some time in November when we have a get together.

So what has that to do with my Chastity and my confinement period?

This weekend was an interesting situation. On Thursday night Madam tasked me to make sure that all shopping was to be done on Friday (my normal routine) and told me that She and Sir would not be going out on Saturday evening so I was to prepare for a small BBQ for them or if the weather wasn’t good a small grill and buffet. I was required to be back from my shopping trip no later that 11.00am.

Once back I was to get my self ready and be in my maids uniform from 12 noon onwards – but I was not to wear any panties and I was to have my main butt plug fitted. I was later to find that I wouldn’t be allow to wear panties for the whole weekend.

Friday after lunch was spent making sure the rooms were tidy and ready for Madam and Sir, the washing was done (but not put on the line as the weather was dreadful, so the utility room with it’s two clothes dryers/ airers was in full use (we don’t use the tumble drier unless in an absolute emergency). All the Ironing was done and new scent liners put in the drawers of Madam’s dresser and wardrobe.

Madam came home about 4pm, earlier that usual and we had a sit and a chat. her plan for the weekend was to be a rather frustrating spectacle for me. I would be in sissy maid role for the whole weekend, I would not be allowed to wear any knickers or panties until Monday morning. Added to which Madam informed me that she would be having a Lingerie weekend, she would only be wearing stockings and lingerie, and she would be joining me in wearing no panties until Monday morning.

Madam them informed me that once Sir arrived he would go for a shower/ bath and I was to take his clothes for washing and Ironing ready for when he would leave on either Sunday Night or Monday morning. It was intended that he would be naked for the duration of his visit or at most wearing his bath robe.

“I want my sissy husband to have a weekend surrounded by the things that frustrate him”

I was made to stand and Madam lifted my short maid skirt and she felt my cage, her smile said it all, “You’re a bit wet dear. And we haven’t even started to tease you yet!”

She checked that I was plugged and whispered in my ear “I love having you this horny and frustrated, I want you really dripping by the end of this weekend! This extension in your chastity really has brought you on with your submission and willingness to be my slut!”

It did shock me a little when she said it but she was right. Since we went on our Holiday to Scotland, Madam has used the strap-on on me more regularly, I’ve responded to it more.

It has also be more clear to me that Madam has been enormously turned on by my frustrations and my response to being (Want? needing?) to be fucked by her and also by my willingness to be fucked by Sir. I would say that previously it has been an act of submission – beta male to the Alpha Male – and enjoyable act of submission but an act of submission none the less, where the caged frustration makes it something slightly different, I willingly want to be fucked to release/ ease the frustration.

Then Madam gave the knock out “I’m going to keep you caged until after the trip away in November, with the possibility of running it through to Christmas, It depends how much I enjoy your frustrations….You have two ways of looking at that!” With that bombshell Madam Slapped my arse cheek “Right you little drippy tart, go run my bath and lay out my Black Basque, seamed stockings, and 5″ heels, Oh and add the black elbow gloves. Remember no knickers, I want John to have full access to everything this weekend and that goes for you as well my lovely husband!!”

and with that I was dismissed to start the bath.

Yes the weekend was a frustrating weekend, Yes I was regularly checked for how wet and drippy I was – often my skirt didn’t need to be lifted! Both Sir and Madam made full use of the unrestricted access and while I’m not proud to say there was times I was almost behaving like a complete slut – but I couldn’t say anything about it at the time – read into that what you will!

So it is not Tuesday morning, we are clearing the last of the weekend washing – bed clothes yesterday and Madam’s Lingerie this morning and my uniform and lingerie this afternoon. I’m back in knickers but It looks like it will be regular changes of those each day from now until Christmas (????) due to my caged frustrations.