Currently I’m home alone and doing catch up with chores, house work, home related emails and added to the mix I have to do this blog post.
Madam is currently out doing some Christmas Shopping and then she heads over to Sir’s as it is his company’s christmas function this evening. I may have to go and get them this evening or they may get a taxi as the venue isn’t far from Sir’s house. If they stay over at Sir’s then I’ll go and pick them up tomorrow to bring them home for sunday dinner.
As explained in the last post we are trying to get our normal routine back and running, and to be fair we are managing it.
Thursday night was review night. I had been back from work late in the afternoon but early enough to get changed and to be waiting for Madam with her bath ready. I was in one of my maids uniforms and I already had the evening meal prepared and ready to go once I knew when madam wanted to eat.
When Madam got home the instructions were straight forward. I was to change into my short maid’s dress and Madam would eat before the review, I would serve her as I should and then I would eat after the review was completed.
At 8pm I presented myself at Madam’s study. I was dressed correctly and with the tutu underskirt as it holds the skirt higher and further exposes me.
As is the normal, I went through my book with the points that I had picked up and noted, faults and what I thought might get merits. Madam made notes and ticked of in her book where things matched. It was then the reckoning. Madam decided that there was a need for a spanking and also 20 strokes with the paddle. Madam also pointed out that since I hadn’t felt 100% earlier in the week, probably due to me trying too hard with my diet and not getting eating in balance, she viewed this as a self inflicted situation and as such I should be reminded that I need to take better more care of myself. Madam also stated that she wanted to take a few photos of my punishment.
So with the punishments decided I presented myself and received the hand spanking first, madam uses this as a way to warm my bum up first so that I’m ready for the slightly more heavier punishments. This was followed by the 20 with the paddle.
I was told to kneel so that Madam could get a good feel of how warm my bottom was and also she played with my plug a few time. She told me to stay in position and left me while she went to get something.
When she came back I was told to turn round and then she started to tell me off about not looking after myself properly. I sat there while she stood over me and I was scolded in the way that a parent might tell off a child. I simply answered with “Yes Madam”, “No Madam” and “Sorry Madam”. It was pointed out that since i still hadn’t fully learned my lesson from the previous weeks I would spend the night again with ‘my friend David’ secured in me.
Madam handed me ‘David and I was told to lift the hem of dress and the underskirt and to give a comparison of my caged clit compared to the 7″ of David. Madam pointed out that if I continue to ignore her direction she may show this photo to Miss Ellie. I was made to explain to Madam the difference between ‘David’ and my cage clittie and why I am cuckold. Madam had decided that i would also have to endure some more verbal humiliations alongside my physical punishments.
I was told to turn around and present my arse to Mistress. I was told to remove my plug and to set it to one side. Madam had taken ‘David’ and was applying lube to it as I knelt and I expected her to insert it into my recently emptied hole. That was not going to be the case. Madam handed me the dildo and I was told to put it into myself.
As I started to insert it, Madam told me to take my time with putting ‘David’ into my arse, I should take time to slowly fuck myself with ‘him’. As I put ‘him’ into my hole I followed the instructions given by Madam, and was constantly reminded that it was me that was mounting David, that I was fucking myself with David.
Once Madam was satisfied with my efforts and as she pointed out she didn’t want me getting too carried away but just enough to be excited and frustrated, she handed me the harness that I would wear to ensure that ‘David’ stayed in place for the rest of the evening.
I put the harness on and adjusted it. Madam checked that ‘David’ was seated correctly on the harness pad and I was then told to turn around.
Madam made me sit down and this made ‘David’ push fully into me, she checked the front straps and then fitted the padlock. I was now secure.
I was told stand and Madam gave me a further inspection and was content that the harness was fitted correctly.
Madam handed me the keys to the padlock and I was told to take them to her bedroom and place them on the nightstand next to her bed, and that I was not to dally!
When i returned back downstairs Madam was in the kitchen and she had placed my dinner on the worktop and one of the stools next to it, she had removed the cushion from the stool and I was told that I was to sit and have my meal. Again as I sat down the harness pushed ‘David’ fully into me. As I had my meal Madam would chat with me, she would suggest that should get up and go and get something and then come and sit back down. Once i finished dinner I was made to wash my plate at the sink but again do it by sitting on the stool.
this was the pattern for the rest of the evening. I would be doing some of my tasks and then be summoned to the living room and then made to sit of the stool while Madam would chat with me. This continued until bedtime when I had to go up to her room and turn down the bed and then wait until she was ready to go to bed and only at that point was the harness unlocked.
Throughout the evening Madam continued with her verbal humiliation of me, and I’ll admit I was a bit of a leaky mess by the end of it. Madam knows exactly what she is doing and it is a fine art the way that she can humiliate me knowing what will turn me on. Is it wrong that I so love her doing this to me?
As for her showing the photos to Ellie and David? Well it is possible, but she may not tell them the significance behind each photo…or the whole significance of it. I probably need to be on my best behavior, and also make sure that I look after myself.
It is Madam’s Orders after all!
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