Author: sissie billie

On our last post Happy Pet – Poppet – left a comment

“Oh wow billie, what an amazing day you had. That must have been quite soethign to not only try things on in front of a stranger and her maid husband but then to also discuss chastity with them and show them your cage. i can only imagine it must have been both thrilling and terrifying but they sound like they were lovely people. Hats off to your Madam for requiring you to do this and thank you for sharing details of such a wonderful day.

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p.s. and kudos to Madam for getting you to do this in the first instance!

p.p.s have you ever considered a smaller cage?”

I’ve been wearing a Chastity device on and off for about 14 years now, and to be honest the last 8-9 years has seen it become a more regular thing and it has been more full time since Master became my wife’s boyfriend.

We started off with a CB-2000 back in 2005 and this was quite a new thing, the Tickleberry website at the time was the main source of information about these things and it really sparked Madam’s interest along with Mistress Carol’s, so after a bit of discussion and research we all headed up to London and Kerri and myself purchased a CB2000 each.

As an introduction it is alright but it is far from perfect, but for a bit of fun and chastity play it works.  but it isn’t for long term wear.

next we purchased a CB6000 and that was a real bloody disaster.  The Back Rings were brilliant as a system and far more comfortable and while initially the cage was very comfortable I ended up in agony as during a trip out driving the plastic cage split – not good.  Apparently this was a common problem with early CB6000, but thankfully we found that the CB3000 cage was more robust and would also fit the CB6000 back rings.  also we found you could just by the separate parts so of we went with the our first hybrid cage.  this worked a real treat and served very well for quite some time.

we then decided to play around with a few things and Madam wanted to see how I dealt with the weight of a metal cage, and purchased an all metal CB6000.  Again this was very good and the smooth metal back ring was comfortable to wear but I did notice that there was room in the cage with my penis.  The weight was fine when supported in knickers but when kneeling and Madam was behind me with a strap on and there is no support then you become very aware of the weight.

About this time Mistress Carol had show Madam that she had downgraded her husband kerri to a CB6000s (small) and she suggested that it was time to do the same with me.

So we invested in a cheap CB6000s, only wanting to see how it worked, if OK then we would invest in a proper one.  In this case the back ring was poor but the cage was excellent.  I also found that I had perfected the routine on how to get myself into the smaller cage – however I definitely needed the biggest back ring.  By using the metal back ring of the Metal CB6000 and the cage from the CB6000s I ended up with a very comfortable cage that could be worn long term.  with slight adjustment to the size of trousers and the type of trousers it was pretty much the case that I could wear it with no distinct bulge or issues.

we’ve also purchased a CB6000 variant that is a cheap ebay purchase but it has pads that allow for the connection to a TENs unit which gives electrical pulses and that can be stimulating at low to medium levels and definitely a punishment when set high (but still very thrilling in a strange way???!!)  Madam also combines that with a E-STIM butt plug and it can make for an interesting session.

and then we come to my current one, the open metal cage.  this is comfortable and is great as the lock is internal so no need for an elastic band to hold the old padlock against the cage, and this keeps my penis tightly against my scrotum.  it is smaller than my CB6000s but more comfortable and easier to keep myself clean.  I’m unlocked less frequently and it is mainly for shaving and such like.

so down to Happy Pet’s question what about the future – we may go to a smaller cage, we have been down sizing throughout our chastity journey so far, so it may well happen.  this current cage is small but comfortable, could I get smaller? possibly with time.

Madam has said that she is looking for a small metal chastity with a metal urethral tube for me to wear as a punishment chastity, so we will see what that entails.

It may sound bizarre to some but I do enjoy wearing my chastity, it makes me focus on Madam and pleasing her and that is the important thing for me and for our relationship as a whole.

Yesterday was an experience, a nerve wracking experience but not unpleasant.

I set off from home to go and do my drop off of the report that I had been commissioned to carry out and to return the documents the company had supplied.  I was dressed smartly, but as per Madam’s instructions.

My blue shirt was actually a blouse, and the trousers were actually woman’s with the zip at the side, I wore a tie as I usually do and I had my jacket to hand for when I go out the car at Dartford.  No socks allowed, so my stocking clad ankles might be seen above my brogues.  Underneath was a black waspie/ clincher, plain top black stockings, satin knickers and a black balcony bra.  pretty much what I normally wear under a suit when I go to a work meeting, the outer layer was just more feminine if you really look.

so by 10.30 I had dropped the paperwork off and was on my way to Romford and the butterflies were raging in my stomach.  with traffic and searching for the house I got there about 11.20.

Madam had made it clear that I was not to go in with my jacket, tie or brogues, so the tie was removed and I slipped off the shoes, to be replaced with the my 2″ heels – I bloody hoped I had the right house or the occupier of this one was going to be in for a real surprise!!

I knocked on the door and it was opened by a small lady, probably in her late 50’s.

“hello, I’m looking for Trisha…”

I was given the once over “Oh, you’re billie, come in, come in.” and I was ushered into the house and the living room.

The woman was Trisha, very friendly  and quite chatty.  she called for her husband to get some tea for us and we chatted about my sizes and what Alice has asked for on the phone.  A couple of girdles, some longline bra’s and a corselette if she had one that fitted.  apparently the stock had been sold cheap because of either missing size labels or incorrect labels.

Her husband came in and was a real surprise, fully made up with make up, wig and dressed as a 50’s house wife may have looked – wow!

I was introduced to Alison, Trisha’s house husband – Alistair – They had both run a couple of stalls selling underwear, hosiery, socks and pants, steady work and with some of their wholesale work they had done alright but now having gotten on in life, they had sold up and now did a little bit of ebay sales to tick over.

It was quite relaxing sitting in a strangers living room , as a male in female clothing with this lady and her crossdressed husband just chatting about things.

With Tea finished it was time to get started I was taken through to what had been the garage but was now the work room.  the room had a sewing maching and a few boxes of items.  apparently most of the items would be sold onto other market traders but they kept a few bits for selling on ebay or for those that had bought from them before such as us.

“Ok dearie blouse and trousers off….”  while it was a request it was direct.  I stripped off and stood there in my lingerie and popped my heels back on.

“Your wife said that you wouldn’t get aroused with this, Not that I’m worried about that, Alison does it the whole time, don’t you!”

I told her that I was caged and that an errection wasn’t going to happen, well it would be contained.

“well lets get on then.”

Alison was opening some packages and laying them out, girdles, a selection of longline bras and 3 corselettes.

Trisha looked at me and asked me to take my bra and waspie off and I was passed the first bra – nope too small, swapped and the next was better and then removed and then the next one tried and that was better.  with that in place Trisha asked Alison to pass a set of foam inserts and these were then inserted into the bra cups to fill it out.  This told me that I wasn’t the first crossdresser or sissy to have been here for a fitting.

Next was the girdle, she had two types – open bottom and panty girdle.  The panty girdles just didn’t fit as they were too small or way too big, so Alison put them back into their wrappers and back into the box.  The open bottom girdles were far better and there was 3 that fitted just fine – 2 black and 1 white, so they were set to on side.

The bra and girdle were removed and I stood in my panties and sagging stockings and the first black corseletted passed and tried on.  now there is a knack to putting these on, step into the corseletted, cross your ankles and then pull it up and then wriggle into it. it didn’t fit and was then shrugged back down to the floor.  the same with the other black one but the white one was just fine, stockings were then attached to the short suspenders clips and the foam inserts added.

“Nice, that suits you dearie, nice bit of shape and smooth out line, yes I think that’s just right for you.”

she was right, it did the job squeezing me and holding me just enough without being too uncomfortable.

The corseletted was wriggled off and added to the bras and girdles in the fitting pile.  I was asked which ones I wanted and I confirmed that I would take a black and white long line bra, all of the girdles and the white corseletted – £10 for each bra, £12 for the girdles and £20 for the corselette.  Not bad

Trisha told me to put my waspie and bra back on, and as I was treading the suspenders under my knickers and attaching to the stockings I was asked if I would show her the cage.

I lowered my knickers and both Trisha and Alison had a good look at my cage and constrained penis.

the questions started to flow.

how long do you wear it for ?
how do you wash with it on?
is it painful?
what happen when you get erect?
how big are you out of the cage?
how do you put it on?

The questions from Alison was quite interesting – do you get aroused?  does it give a sexual buzz or thrill?  can you cum in it?

I had to explain that yes I can cum while wearing it but it mainly comes from being anally used or stimulated. (and also elements of the humiliation and being dominated).  I’m sure at this point I was very red faced, I certainly felt embarrassed.

Trisha asked how we started with chastity and if there were different types of chastity.  I explained my journey and the types we had used.  by now I was still in my underwear but we had migrated back to the living room with a mug of tea each – quite surreal really.  sat in someone’s front room in my underwear with a woman and her crossdressed husband discussing chastity over a cup of tea and a custard cream!!  that’s not a normal day for most people!!!

The two seemed genuinely fascinated by the chastity and the FLR that Madam and I have, there was a real interest in perhaps trying a chastity device and that was from Alison, so we promised to keep in contact if he needed any advice or more information.

I got dressed with my blouse and trousers, collected my purchases and thanked my hosts for the pleasant visit and the stress free experience of trying on the girdles.  I was hugged by both Trisha and Alison and waved on my way.  it was a really nice experience, so much so that I forgot to change out of my shoes and drove all the way back home in my heels.

Madam was really please with the purchases and I was required to model them for her but she was more impressed with my whole experience of going and being fitted.

I have to admit despite my worry it was a lovely day and I really do have to thank Trisha and Alison for making it a stress free experience – Thank you!

About 18 months ago Madam wanted to get some Shapewear and she hadn’t been impressed with the options from M&S or Debenhams.  so after a bit of a search for some locally she drew a blank.  she had been looking for open Bottom girdles and a corseletted.

now she does have some very nice shape wear from What Katie Did, as I do as well, but she was looking for some day to day wear items, not too pricey and not too fancy either.  Her search took her to ebay and she found a seller that was clearing stock from an old lingerie shop.

So she ordered some items.  the seller contacted Madam to mention that of the 5 items she had ordered they were in 2 different sizes and could she confirm which size she wanted.

Well Madam emailed them back to say that she was aware of the size issue but she was ordering for her and she was also ordering 2 items for her husband.  The seller responded that she understood and she was familiar with this as her husband was also a dresser.

The items arrived and they were great, along with a small news letter explaining what this couple do and the other items that they sell.  stockings, underwear, shapewear, socks etc.  They apparently used to have a market stall but now do most of their selling on line.  if we wanted we could be informed if they got new stock in, Madam emailed them to say what she was interested in and to keep her in mind.

since then we have ordered a few items but we often get an email that they have a new clearance stock, a lot of it is stockings for Madam’s work outfits. but occasionally there is something that comes in like a Basque or a waist clincher.

Now over the last 2 years my main underwear, particularly during the winter, is a open bottom girdle, long line bra and stockings for my normal working week.  My maid and secretary uniforms have these as my main stay lingerie.  during the hot weather it does become less constraining but still with stockings and suspenders.

my now normal office wear, well it has been for the last 2 years anyway- yes that is me!

Last week Madam received an email from the seller and informed her that they had some new stock in from couple of shops and traders and would she be interested.  Madam asked what sizes and explained she was looking for a few items for me to replace my older girdles and bras.

The seller told her that one of the batches was labelled up wrongly and hence they were cheap and while they were trying to measure them there was a risk that the sizing could be wrong.  Madam was still interested…..

“billie, come here dear!” I presented myself in the study in front of my wonderful Madam.

“Where are you going next Thursday with work?”

“Dartford Ma’am”

“That’s quite close to Romford isn’t it?”

“yes Ma’am, a couple of junctions back on the M25.”

“thank you, you can go..” and I went back to my duties none the wiser.

About an hour later Madam came to the kitchen and popped the kettle on and asked what I was going to be doing at Dartford – “I’m basically dropping off an Audit Report for a company on one of their big construction projects.”

“Why aren’t you using a courier for that?”

The company had supplied a shit load of documents and drawings, some of which were commercially sensitive, so they had asked that I collect and return them in person.

“No meetings, just dropping them off?”

That was it, the client had the electronic draft copy already and they were paying for me to drop the hard copy and the other documents, so that was it, travel down, into the office, not far from the bridge, get the front desk to sign and then back in the car and head home, job done, thank you very much………..however….

“Good, I’ve spoken to Trisha (the seller), they have some really nice stuff just come in and they think that it will probably be in your size, I want you to go to their house and pick up the items I’ve ordered.”

“oh ok, no problem, probably be about a half hour detour to go in and pick it up if they are on the M25 side of Romford…”

“Ah, no my dear, it will probably take a bit longer as she is going to get you to try on a few items as they don’t have the correct sizes on the labels, I’ve told her that you’ll be popping in to try them on to get the right sizes”

I almost choked!  what?  “Sorry Ma’am, are you sure about this?”

“yes dear, you’ll be fine, she knows about you being my sissy husband, and she thinks she has a few items that will be just fine for you, besides your black girdle and corseletted do need replacing.”

and that was that.  so tomorrow morning I will set off on a trip that will involve underwear shopping but I’ll be trying before buying.  this isn’t going to be like a visit to a fetish shop, this is a visit to someone’s house, someone that we’ve not actually met before…..

wish me luck!

From Madam Alice

It has been a normal weekend here at home in our little bit of England, it’s June and the weather is rather unpredictable – all very british!  but undeterred we have stayed Calm and Carried on.

on Friday I arrived home from work and was met at the door by my lovely hubbie in his French Maids uniform, waiting at the door with a glass of wine and to be told that my bath was ready (this is a very well planned routine –  text message when leaving work, general known travel time home on a Friday etc, billie has it off pat, and hearing the gates gives billie time to go and pour a glass of wine and get to the door, bless him, he is good.)

I bath and dress ready for John to arrive and when he arrives billie show him in and we kiss and cuddle while billie waits.  I chose one of my Black Basques and Fully fashioned stockings and my 5″ stilettoes and I know that it drives both of my boys wild. I could feel John getting excited and the look on billie told me that he was uncomfortable in his cage.

But, and it is a But! I want to see Billie’s frustration.  we’ve changed his cage earlier this year to a open metal cage, and I love it, the way it is smaller that his modified CB-6000s, the way that it holds him tight – his penis/clit against his balls, and also the way the penis/clit is forced down in its constrained submission.

I could make him remove the maids uniform, but that strips away the uniform of the submissive husband, I like him in his uniform, I like the way that it adds to his submissive nature and the way that he fulfils the role of my maid,

No the uniform must stay, so what to do?

Well billie has now been tasked to find a suitable maids uniform for just these occasions, his current one comes mid thigh and will show his stockings, but I want something that shows stocking tops and suspenders and where possible so that se can catch a regular glimpse of his little package in it’s cage.

I want him to have it for after our summer holiday, so he has until September to find it, order it and if necessary go and have it fitted – I want it to fit, be short and still be suitable as a sissy maid uniform.

John has added his requirements as well, he wants billie to get a matching set of panties for the uniform but with a rear zip opening, he got the idea from one of billies daily image finds.

So we shall see what my submissive husband comes up with.

We’ve had an interesting few days here at home.  Madam is back to full health and enjoying herself as usual and Master has been here at home as well.

Several weeks ago we planned to have a BBQ for Saturday but the weather conspired against us so it was more of a an indoor grilling session.   now this is all part of looking a head and planning things and booking things.

While our family (well Madam’s family really) think that this is a bit to formal they do accept it, they know that we value our privacy – for obvious reasons – and they know that they have to call before they turn up, we definitely don’t do surprise visits.  They can turn up at short notice but at a good 30 minutes head start to change and to hide things helps!

so the scene on Saturday is Madam and Sir in the lounge and the table in the dining room set up with salad and nibbles.  I’m in the kitchen grilling some burgers and sausages with Master popping occasionally out to check on the meat that he had in a smoker outside.

There is a few ciders and white wines being consumed and we are determined not to be beaten by the crap weather.

Madam is looking fantastic is a light floral skirt but with a wool cardigan on and I’m pottering about in casual dress.

The phone rings at about 3pm and Madam answers it while I’m with Master sorting out the beef that he has brought in.  Madam comes in with her hand over the mic…

“Mick, it’s your brother!”  Now the look on her face wasn’t good and for her to use “Mick” was also telling.

I’m pretty much estranged from my side of the family.  They were a bad influence on my life and rather controlling in a bad way – my FLR with Madam is definitely very positive for me.  Now the issue that I have is that my brother shouldn’t have the phone number.  it was given to my Mother only for emergencies – and mean is some one dies, that level of things.

“Ah Michael, glad I caught you at home.  we’re in the Milton Keynes area and we thought we would come round and say hello, sort of catch up.”

Now, I haven’t been called Michael since I left home in the 80’s and I’m not going to start again now, also the last person that I would want in my home would be my Brother.  If ever there was an intolerant Arse it is him.  If he wanted to see me there must be something afoot.

“What are you after?”

“oh just a catch up, it’s been years…”

“It’s been years for a fucking reason!”

and from that point I went into full rant mode, giving my brother both barrels from the “emotional shotgun” and telling him to go and fuck himself.

I pretty much left home when I was 17 to get away from the control of my family and headed back to the Midlands to live with my Uncle, working on building sites and eventually getting taken on as an apprentice surveyor.  while my Dad and brother intended to keep me in the family business and work for next to nothing while gaining no qualifications and being manipulated to do what they wanted work wise – no not for me and if I could spot it at that age it must have been bloody obvious.  My brother was always going to be the successor to my dad and the business but he also gained all of the nasty business practices that went with that.  Over the first few years away from my immediate family I pretty much learned what a ruthless team they were, so I’m very comfortable about stepping away from that part of life.

My brother is one of those people that smiles and talks well to get in with you, but once he is in he would dig, and latch on and then bleed you for anything he could, either in business, in life or often just for his own amusement.  Pretty toxic and unfortunately he isn’t alone.

The conversation ended with a very curt “goodbye!” and I clicked the phone off and looked round to find my wife looking at me open mouthed and John just about to wet himself with laughter!

“What?” was al I could ask.

Master was the first to get himself together “Bloody hell Mick! if you can give someone that level of a bollocking and abuse when in a skirt and heels, what the hell are you like in normal work mode!”

I caught my reflection in the glass doors and he had a point, I was stood there in a short pleated skirt and a yellow blouse – with tan stockings, suspenders with my caged penis in its chastity. while wearing 4″ heels.  Yea, all a bit of a contrast!  You couldn’t help laugh when you look at it in that way.

So here I was stood in my kitchen with my Mistress Wife and her Boyfriend who cuckolds me while dressed in women’s clothes while enjoying some wine, cider and some good food, so for those that think that we should embrace the vanilla rather than the FLR – no thanks.  My vanilla life was pretty crap thanks and the path to FLR was a learning experience but now that we are here it’s a far better place and we like it here, in FLR land, and I’m damned if I want that spoiled by the old vanilla life crashing into it!

Life isn’t just black and white, there is a whole spectrum of Grey and we – Madam Alice, Master John and Sissy billie – like it!

so the motto is – “ditch the toxic and embrace the FLR”  or as Madam once put it “Life is better in stockings, suspenders and heels” – she has a point!

The headline is a bit of a misleader I’m afraid, I’ve been asked why I allow my wife and her lover to punish me and to keep me in chastity.

Did I have an affair – No, neither of us have been unfaithful, and I would argue that even in our FLR we are not and have not been unfaithful.

Did you hit your wife and this is the punishment?  I can honestly say I have never raised my hand to my wife, raised my voice – Yes, but violence physical or implied – never!

Am I a complete wimp that I allow her to cow me into submission – No, this is a relationship and it may seem bizarre to some but it is a relationship of equals and of balance.

So lets look at things:

prior to starting this FLR many moons ago, we were in a very loving relationship, we were sexually active and adventurous in a vanilla way, a bit of role play, a bit of crossdressing, a bit of fetish and a bit of Sub/dom play.  All good healthy stuff.  But I was in a career that was good, rewarding but stressful – I was the Alpha dog in a very competitive pack

Madam was in a good job, she was being Mentored and developed by people who saw her real potential, as could I, She was learning to release the real potential and throw of the shackles of the stereotype and she was doing well.  she was developing into the Business Alpha Female.

Our relationship has always been loving but as with couples we would row and with 2 Alpha that can be loud and verbally aggressive.  With family issues we had to adjust life with us having to look after our 2 nieces for a couple of years while Alice’s sister went through Cancer treatment so Alice’s career was slowed to look after the girls and I took on bigger projects and roles to bring in more money to support a bigger household and to support my sister in law.

once things were sorted and family life went back to normal and the Girls went back to their Mum- after she got the thumbs up that the treatment was successful, Alice took a little bit of time to get back into her work but I was in the spiral of working in big projects and working long hours – with some of the projects being abroad.  I finally realised that the work was just taking over my life and in turn our relationship.

I sat down with Alice the summer of 1998 and told her that I needed to get off the circuit and to down scale, I was running 3 projects at the time.  Unfortunately I didn’t get off the circuit quick enough.  3 months later and my world imploded and Alice found a sobbing physical and mental wreck of her husband on the floor of the kitchen.  It just was too much and I was trying too hard with things.

We went and got some help – I say we as this was very much a joint thing, there were work stresses, their was relationship issues and stress – anger, guilt, frustrations the works.

Some very good people helped me to understand what the issues were, I went through Cognitive Behaviour Therapy (CBT), Alice also went through some sessions to improve her understanding of things and what had happened to cause my problems.  It took a good 18 months to work through to the other side.  I load shedded my work but under the guidance of those that knew better than me I didn’t completely stop as they felt that would have destroyed me, so 2 projects were handed over and one was delivered as completed – that took 9 months but it did the trick, I kept mentally active delivering it but in the bounds of my recovery and it helped with my self respect and kept my  reputation.

The conversation was that I would slow my work life down by only doing consultancy work, based from home.  No big projects, keep time for us as a couple, and that I would release some of my very tightly held controls to Alice and most of all release some of my tightly held emotions.

Relationship wise I made it clear in one of my CBT sessions, which Alice was present, the Nurse told me that I had to stop focussing on others and to make time for me, stop worrying about the projects, the people, the team but to think about me.  allocate time for me – I told her I couldn’t do that, which took her back.

I explained to the Nurse that I was more than happy to change my focus in life but it wasn’t about me, it was about Alice.  she was the thing that was important to me, she was who I loved and that the thing that bothered me the most was that I had scared the hell out of the most important person in my life.  I would change my life and the way I worked but not for me but for the person that was important and the person was Alice.

When we got home we had a very good and indepth heart to heart.  I explained that I felt that I needed to always support her, that at times I felt that I had let her down.  I also explained that while I loved her with all my heart I always felt that I wasn’t her equal, if you will she was my Goddess.  as strange as it may seem she was taken aback.  I felt free having told her, during our relationship I was by nature her submissive but it seemed that those feeling had been suppressed by the work attitudes.  I didn’t realise how toxic that had been and my confession was almost like a cleansing.

We talked long and we talked in real depth.  we were both honest and frank, about work, about families, about our relationship and about our sex life.  after several weeks of talking, discussions, confessions and explorations. we realised that our relationship had to change and develop.  The idea of FLR appeared.  Alice wanted to take the lead, I needed to be the follower but mores specifically be the supporter and to have the guidance to run my life in a way that would prevent the toxic nature from becoming the dominant factor.

And so it started – very slowly and over a period where I scaled back my work commitments and she developed as my partner, my Mistress and my guide.

at the same time Alice was a frustrated Alpha and she wanted to go back to work, to prove that she was as good as her boss at Leicester thought she was.  The opportunity presented itself with a promotion into one of the other branches of her company at Milton Keynes.  this came at a time that she was growing with confidence in our relationship and the two things complemented each other.

Alice had met Carol and was learning about FLR and how to be a Dominant, but in life and in the home.

Sexually the stress and the breakdown had destroyed my confidence but Alice had worked with me to get that back, but it worked best with me in the submissive role.  I knew things were lacking but we compensated and took more time about things.  I became more oral focussed for her and fore play was the big important part.  Alice realise that I hadn’t lied when I said that she was my focus in life as she certainly realised that her sexual satisfaction was my prime focus when in bed.

So the FLR has been developing for 18-19 years now, it is well established and continues to develop, so lets answer the questions:

The Female Lead Relationship provides me the structure to my control and guides my life for the best of my mental and physical health.  It isn’t a punishment it is a focus.  If you want, the affair that I had was with my toxic work life, but now things are in balance.

The physical and mental damage was due to me over working and damaging myself, but the hurt that I caused to Alice was the emotional shock and hurt of finding me broken and in bits.  it took time to convince her that none of the problems were due to her.

Am I a wimp – no I’m her submissive.  I can hold my own, I can still put contractors and Project Managers in their box when I want to but I chose to be my wife’s submissive.  I chose to support her in her career and to fully embrace the FLR that she wants and needs – and that I need.

My Chastity – yes it is frustrating but it allows me to be fully focused on my Mistress, on pleasing her and serving her.  Not my needs but her’s.

And as for the “punishments”, they aren’t punishments they are just reminders and incentives to improve my performance or to correct my errors.

(the only thing that I view as a punishment is when I’m put in the dog cage in the attic or at Mistress Carols!!)

So pretty much I don’t have punishments, I have structure, guidance and focus, but most of all I have a Wife and a Mistress that I love and adore and who loves and looks after me (and that doesn’t sound like punishment to me!)

Kind regards

billie xxxxx

Madam hasn’t been particularly well over the last 2 weeks, thankfully she is on the mend and almost back to full strength now, but I’ve spent the last 2 weeks as her maid and nurse.

Alice had come back early from work not feeling well, she planned to do some work from home for a day or 2 until she felt better but after coming into her study with some tea and finding her in a right state it was a case of phoning for a doctors appointment.

Well the result was Alice being bedded down for a week, and me producing lots of soup for a poorly wife and Mistress.

John had popped over a few times through the week and spent the weekend with us as usual but it was a more a case of making sure that Alice was looked after.

Well by Tuesday she was out of bed and working back in her study but not ready to go back to work.  I’d say that she is back to full health but I think it will be a quiet weekend for us whill we all get back to normal.

Mick/billie

From Madam Alice:

One of the questions that we received from Billie’s last blog post was the question from Alan L “If billie is a sissy why isn’t he/she fully shaved?”

The answer is that we are a Female Led Relationship which has cuckolding and humiliation as a main part of the relationship.  With me as the Alpha in the relationship with Mick/billie as the beta male.

Now I’m not working on having a fully feminised husband but it is something that has developed over the years of our relationship but it is a progressive part that will become more part of our marriage as we get towards Mick’s retirement.

By keeping some of Billie’s body hair he remains a male that is made to wear clothing that a Alpha male wouldn’t, it reminds him of his place in the relationship.

He does shave some parts – armpits and his sissy bits every 2 weeks, also with his legs he does use his clippers to thin out his leg hair but I want him to keep that as his normal state.

John and I regularly use humiliation to re-assure billie that he is the beta, a stocking clad sissy beta, but still a beta male rather than a sissy gurl.  that will change over the coming years but not while she is still working.

I’m sure that there will be some that disagree with this process but in our FLR it works and it ensures that the right mindset for Mick/billie is maintained.  We’ve been developing this FLR over 18 years and it still has plenty of things to do and to develop in the years to come.

I can smell the bacon from the kitchen so it’s time for breakfast, my submissive husband should be coming to curtsey at the bedroom door to inform me and John that breakfast is ready.  I love my FLR and my beta husband.

Best Wishes

Alice

I left home this morning at 7.15am to drive up to York for 2 days of working with the contracts team of my client.

Madam had provided me with the honour of wearing her French Knickers that she wore yesterday.  she had also packed my bag, telling me not to open until I had finished my days work.

so what had she packed for me?

So having opened the bag and found Ma’am had packed some toys for me, I text a thank you to Madam and then went for a shower and douched myself.  when I had finished Ma’am had replied and told me to make sure that I was wearing my lingerie and the plug when I went for my evening meal.

So now in a Basque, stockings, plug and open backed knickers, I put on my shirt and trousers and Chelsea boots and head out for my meal.

Madam had also sent another text and later this evening I have permission to use the large dildo on my arse and while at the same time I must practice my oral skills on the smaller dildo.  Madam has set the limit at a minimum of 30 minutes and if I do cum I am lick up my dribbles and to inform Ma’am by text.

well I had best go and get ready and put a pillow on the floor or my knees won’t thank me….

From Madam Alice,

over the past few years it has been my husband/sissy that has waved me off to work each morning, however this morning Mick has been up early (earlier that usual) so that he can get on the road and head off to York for 2 days with a client.

so this morning I woke early with him – I had him sleep in the bed with me last night as a special frustrating treat for my chastity caged submissive.  as he normally does he was about to leave the bed room to go and get showered and dressed in his “maids” room when I told him to come back once he had dressed in his underwear and carrying his male clothes.

Mick appear a short time later in his black stockings, suspender belt, satin panties and a black cami top. 

I had just dressed and was there in my stockings, a deep suspender belt and my bra.  I was also wearing a pair of french knickers that I had worn the day before.

I do love looking at my husband in his underwear before he finishes getting dressed for work.  he does look wonderful and it turns on no end.

I made him take off his panties and I dropped mine to the floor, picked them up and passed them to him.  A small gift for him –  I had worn them all day yesterday and I had kept them on as I has frustrated billie last night as I made him watch me play with myself through the satin material.  I made him put them on and I picked up his panties and I slipped them up my stocking clad legs.

so we both has a reminder of each other with us today, he wears my used knickers and I’ll wear his panties – lucky we both like satin lingerie.

I’m sure he had chosen his panties to help support his cage, so I’ll hear from him this evening how he gets on with the looser fit of the French Knickers.

so now that we are both fully dressed, I walk him to the door, make sure that he has his “overnight” bag, and give my sissy husband a goodbye kiss, we tell each other we love you and off to the car for him.  I wave him off and turn to go and finish my coffee. 

I’m typing this up as I finish my coffee and I already feel a little bit horny knowing that Mick has my used knickers on and part of me thinks that I might keep his panties on when i go to John’s house this evening, so that billie will have something nice and used to wear on his return.  it just a thought?

well it’s that time, I need to get going to get to my work, we’ll look forward to hearing from Mick/billie this evening.