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Valentines Day at home together

Posted on by Sissy billie

This Valentines Day there has been some changes for me. The first of which is that Madam did honour her promise and let me out of my chastity cage on Valentines day.


We both decided that we would take a half day from our respective work and spend some time together, Madam has done a number of extra hours over the last 6 months and with the end of the financial and HR year coming at the end of March she needed to use her extra hours.  So with time in hand she booked an afternoon off to be with me for valentines day.

In the morning we exchanged cards and our usual small gifts, pair of stockings from each of us.  I had informed Madam that I had booked us in for an afternoon tea and that would be for 2pm and we need about 30 minutes to get there.

Madam was home just before 1pm and went and quickly changed ready for an afternoon out with me.  We had a really relaxed afternoon and the place we were at did a really lovely job of the afternoon tea.  The cakes were fantastic and as we found out all were home made by the owner.  I had a feeling that Madam enjoyed her afternoon out, as the journey back home in the car had Madam being a little bit “touchy feely” with me, rubbing my caged groin and playing with my suspender straps through my trousers. Thankfully I managed to get us home in one piece.


Once back home Madam told me to strip down to my underwear. She gave me the once over and told me to go and change and come back in one of my basques and wearing stockings, and to put my satin dressing gown on. As I went to change, Madam went upstairs.

I was back in the living room, Madam called down to open some wine and to pour two glasses, she would be down in a minute.

As I brought the glasses into the living room, Madam appeared in her silk dressing gown and it was clear that she was dressed similar to me with lingerie and stockings underneath. I was told to put the glasses down and to come over to her. She produced the key to my chastity and opened my dressing gown and pulled my panties down so that she could get to my cage.

“The rules are simple Dear, this is mine.” she held my cage, “once I take it off, no touching unless I tell you!”

“Yes Madam!” was all I could answer, well what would you say to this wonderful woman that was going to unlock you?

“once this is off then, you can relax, until I cage you again, it’s just your wife not your Mistress, Ok?”

“Yes Alice.”

she unlocked the cage and told me to take the back ring off. Both parts where set on the coffee table and then Alice came close to me and we hugged each other and started to kiss. The kisses were all very light but with passion and I must admit I let Alice take the lead and I followed very willingly as the kisses progressed to open mouthed and then to tongues.

I decided to match her lead and moved to the couch so that we could sit down and with that we started to make out. I love it when we do this, it is great, very intimate. No one is touching clits, pussy, arses or tits, but it has roaming hands, legs crossing and sliding against each other.

Now, here is the thing, after months in chastity, this is a trick that Alice has, if you touch the freed clit too soon it will go off too soon, probably even before it gets hard. however a long session of building up the turn on, becoming more erotic, it is a great way to get the life back into the freed part of me.

And it was working!

Alice would take a drink of wine and then kiss and we would swap it between us. I would kiss her neck, I’d whisper naughty things in her ear and then go back to kiss her neck a little more.

As things went on I had progressed to taking my kisses from her neck and down onto her chest, eventually I was kissing the tops of her breasts that sat nestled in the cups of her basque. Both our dressing gowns were open but our hands were still roaming over the Silks and satins, which was fantastic.

As the afternoon progressed we were both getting worked up. it was really lovely to simply be doing sensual worship of my wife, and to have similar responses back from her.

By the time we had the wine glasses both emptied, Alice told me to go and refill them and to come back and take her upstairs to her bedroom.

Once up in the bedroom, we resumed fooling around. By this point the dressing gowns were off and discarded on the floor, my knickers were down in the living room some where near the couch.

Alice told me to remove her panties, which at this stage I must say where rather damp. I gently eased them down her stocking clad legs making sure that I placed kisses every couple inches down each leg until her panties were clear of her feet. I slowly worked my way back up her by placing more kisses on her wonderful legs.

As I got back up level with her, she eased me on to my back and straddled me.  she adjusted position and eased me into her.  I was told to just lie still and let her “deal with things”.  I placed my hands on her hips and simply watched her make love to me.  
With the start of our FLR, Alice set the rules that I would not fuck her, it was my job to make love to her, in physical and emotional terms.  So this was not fast, it was slow and deliberate and while this was amazing for me, Alice was clearly enjoying herself, which made me incredibly pleased. As things started to build for both of us, I let her know that I was about to cum.  She didn’t stop, but continued with her current rhythm, she saw that I was about ready and she took me right through to my climax and beyond.
As I gathered my wits about me I reached up and pulled her down on top of me and kissed her, very deeply and with as much love as I could show her.
I rolled her over onto her back and without a word I eased myself down her body.
“you don’t have to” she told me.  but I did have to, she hadn’t orgasmed and that just wasn’t right so I set about my gentle task of making sure that my wife was fulfilled.  Using my tongue and lips I licked, kissed sucked and licked again to slowly build her climax.  Yes I was eating my cum but that wasn’t my concern, it was making sure that she was loved by me.  
She had placed her hands on my head and I can tell when she starts to get close by the pressure being applied onto me by her hands.  As she had done for me I continued with my work as she climaxed.   
  
As she released my head I took that as my queue to stop and I looked up at her and just little kiss around her her mound and tops of thighs.
As she got her breath back and started to calm I was told to come up the bed and we cuddled, with the occasional light set of kissed.  we stayed like that for quite a bit of time, just calming down.
we eventually decided to move and get up.  We went and had a shower together to tidy ourselves up.
when we got finished we realise it was a bit later than expected and I went to the kitchen to make something for us to eat.
we sat and ate.  The conversation was light and would have seemed just a normal conversation if it wasn’t for the fact we were both sat there at the dining table naked apart for open satin and silk dressing gowns.  (Well, our house and life is certainly not the normal that you would expect else where.)
As we were finishing Alice told me that she had another valentines present for me and that it would be best if I went and put some clothes on for it.  Alice suggested another one of my basques and the stockings that she got me for valentines.  So once the plates were cleared I went and dressed.
Returning to the living room Alice handed me a gift wrapped box and a small flat package.  She suggested that I open the flat package first.  Which turned out to be a pink elastic harness for my chastity.  this differs slightly in that it this is a 3 point harness with the third clip that goes at the bottom of base ring and has 2 straps that go behind the thighs to then clip onto the main strap.  These straps further help to reduce the bouncing of the caged clit when being used by Madam or Sir.  I thanked Alice and she told me to open the box.
as soon as I opened it I could see that it was another chastity cage, the rings matched the ones that I already had and as I pulled out the actual cage I could see that it was the cobra nub, the smallest of the cobra cages.
It would appear that I was being down sized.
While I looked at the cage and sorted out the base rings to find the right sized one, Alice went to get the KY gel.  When I put on my cage I take a small amount of KY and apply it all around the ring, this helps to get my balls and clit through the ring and to get it settled into position.  With another bit of KY I coat the inside of the cage and apply some to my clit, this all helps with sliding it into position.
Alice had retrieved the lock and key from my other cage.  She was going to use the old lock as my spare key was held by my other keyholder – Carol – this would mean that there would be no need to swap keys with her, the old lock would be just fine. 

The cage went on without too much fuss.  The biggest hassle was aligning the 2 support “lugs” each side of the lock block.  with more of my clit compressed, there was more skin to get in the way, so the main task was to make sure that there was no pinching.  Once located Alice slid the lock into place and removed the key.  I was now back to being fully secure.

I added the chastity strap and it did hold everything very snug to the the body.

I was told to go get the other cobra chastities so that she could take a photo to show how I had progressed over the last 18 months.

I was told to sit on the couch and spread my legs so that she could get a couple of photos.

I asked her that now with the chastity back in place was she back to being Madam?  She answered that “Madam” would be back in the morning, until then she was still Alice.
with everything back in it’s place and being all secured we cuddled for a while there on the couch until she told me it was bed time and she took my hand again and led me to her bed.

Alice smiled at me and said “Happy Valentines Mick”.

God, I love that woman!

Valentine’s Day preparations & Christmas Task Envelopes – Last week and this week

Posted on by Sissy billie

The past week has been a mixed bag of work, and tasks set by Madam. The tasks have been fairly straight forwards and not particularly taxing, they have been a lot less of an issue compared to the previous week’s tasks (Naming toys). However that has all changed with this week’s task.

The first thing on Monday (22nd) morning was when I had to open one of my Christmas task envelopes. This task is going to be somewhat embarrassing to me and I think in 2 cases rather humiliating for me. I have been told that once the task has been complete I am to produce a blog post to further add to my embarrassment and humiliation.  Please, dear reader, you will just have to wait a little while. The task has 4 parts to it and the deadline of the end of February but I have been directed to get it completed at the earliest opportunity.  This is not going to be an easy task for me, it is definitely going to push me into uncomfortable boundaries. 

Last week’s envelope (Monday 15th Jan) saw me me pick up a fairly minor task which was that each day that I was out with work I was to wear one of my bodysuits and tights under my Male clothes. I was also required to carry a spare pair of stockings or tights in my laptop bag, just in case I laddered the pair that I was wearing, if that occured I was to change/ replace them at the earliest opportunity. 

Madam had also included the condition that no matter where I was I was to make a point of going somewhere and purchasing a pair of stockings and tights, I was to show Madam the receipts on Thursday evening at my weekly review to prove that each pair had been bought close to where each of my site visits or meetings had been held. If Madam considered that they were too far from where I was working then I would be punished.

With 2 meetings in London on Monday and Thursday, that was quite easy as there was plenty of places to dash to, to get an appropriate item of hosiery. My visit to Yorkshire was a little bit more tricky, The first day was quite straight forward as the meeting was on the outskirts of York, but a quick detour into the shopping area of the town when I got off the train did the trick. The second day was not so easy as it was more of a rural location and I spent the day fully occupied doing a site inspection and didn’t get finished until nearly 6pm. Thankfully a visit to a supermarket with a clothes section on my route away from the site allowed me to quickly dash in to grab a Bottle of water and a pair of black opaque tights in my size, remembering to take my receipt and to be on the road back home.

While I fully accept that the supermarket was not quite what Madam had planned or hoped for when she set the tasks but it achieved the aim.  Added to which the tights where a godsend on Thursday to wear under my trousers as it was a really cold day.

Friday was a work from home day so no tasks required to be completed, however I did get a run in another pair of stockings over the weekend, the result was that one of the packets of new stockings was pressed into service straight away! The laddering of the stockings has been duly noted in my small note book and I will no doubt have my bum paddled for my lack of attention and carelessness with my hosiery.  For some reason I’ve had quite a few runs/ ladders in my stockings since Christmas, it is become quite a hazard to the welfare of my backside!

On sunday evening one of the things that was discussed between Madam and myself was the forthcoming Valentine’s day. This is normally a day where Sir will take Madam out for the evening, or away overnight (admittedly last year was an exception as well) valentines day at home – blog post 2023. Normally if it is a weekday evening then Sir would take Madam for a meal somewhere local or for an overnight stay to London for a show or for a “fancy night out.” In either case I am normally left at home, generally not even tasked with driving. It was one of Sir’s requirements/rules that Valentine’s day/night was one of his dates.

However I was told that as Valentines Day would fall on a Wednesday, Madam would spend the evening with me. Apparently it was a request from Madam to Sir, which he accepted. I asked if Madam would like me to book a dinner table somewhere but she informed me that she wanted to have an evening at home with me.

Sir did set a condition on allowing Madam to have Valentines day with me and that was that Madam should take Friday the 16th February off work as Sir planned to take her away for a 2 night trip. 

This morning Sir called me to informed me that I should not make plans for the night of Friday 16th Feb or the Saturday/ Sunday, I was to be fully on call from 2pm on that Friday.

It is quite clear that something is planned for all of us in some way for that weekend.  On previous years there has been phone calls and skype calls as Madam was in the taxi with Sir leaving the restaurant or show heading back to the hotel.  I get the impression that this may be something more. 

I’m just really pleased that this year, similar to last year I will get the opportunity to have valentine’s day with my Madam, and it is also not lost on me that Madam has promised to uncage me that day!


You are what you wear

Posted on by sissie billie

The last 2 weeks have been busy on the work front for both Madam and myself, we’ve both had trips away and it has meant that we have spent a few days where our paths have only crossed briefly.  So this post is quite appropriate.

For me there are quite a lot  of times when I have to go out into the vanilla world to do real life tasks or for work. When I do, I need to make sure that I’m dressed the part and appropriate. But there is always the need to meet Madam’s requirements of our FLR and marriage.

For example a normal Friday morning is when I take a trip out to get the weekly shop. To the wider world I’m a bloke wandering about the supermarket with a trolley and a hand written grocery list. what most don’t see is under the Rugby Shirt, jeans and fleece Jacket is the Bra, panties and suspender belt holding up the stockings. Come the summer things normally change to replacing the bra for a cami top.

why bother? why not just put on your jeans and shirt and go shopping?

Well because Madam wants me to always have female underwear on, to always have some form of hosiery on my legs.  During the winter these can be opaques, or if they are lighter deniers then I will have opaque knee highs on as well.

I own very few male dress socks now, most have been replaced with 60 denier knee highs.  The same goes with my male underpants, there are a couple of pairs put to one side in a drawer with my male socks.  Most of my male socks are thick socks for when I have to wear site boots, wellies or if I’m going to do some serious walks (which I occasionally do as a way of getting some exercise without annoying my knee too much).

My day to day knickers are normally from Marks & Spencer and will often be a multi pack of Full Briefs or Brazilian cut briefs, and normally nylon or modal material.  That helps to keep my fancy pants for specific jobs at home when fully in billie mode.

As for stockings I continue to use Charnos 24/7 15 denier stockings, they are a plain top and come in a 2 pack.  They are a good everyday wearing item.  That gets matched up with one of my suspender belts.

when it comes to vanilla work wear, I’m at the stage now where I tend to wear Jacket and trousers.  Often it will be a tweed jacket but the trousers will be a suitable type that would match – tweed, chinos, jean cut (but not blue denim – I feel too old for that) and I also have got in to the habit of wearing a waist coat.  The idea is to try and look smart for the meetings without being too formal and stiff (but I do like Traditional and Madam does like her husband in tweed as well as lingerie).  I also try and use coloured or checked shirts.

This whole set up works really well with wearing my lingerie underneath.  The coloured shirts and waist coats allow me to wear a bra, even when  take my jacket off.  The trousers are thick enough to allow the stockings and suspenders to be worn and the suspender clips are not completely noticeable (you’d see them if you went looking for them) and the leg length, even if they rise up when I sit in a low chair is covered by the use of the knee highs and the way they look like thin dress socks.

 The only sort of variation on this is when we head to see Madam’s family, this normally means that I will switch to either tights or hold ups as the risk of being hugged tightly by a family member (Ellie!) is quite high, so no suspender belt or bra.

The last thing to bear in mind is what to wear to hide your chastity as well as comfort, The cut and style of the trousers does have a impact and as I found to my cost with one cage that having trousers that are too close fitting or of a material that is to stiff or unyielding can be painful – I had a CB-6000 cage split on me when we were driving and I had on a pair of jeans, and that I can assure people is bloody painful.  when I was wearing slightly larger cages I tended to go a size up in waist size of the trousers this tended to give more space in the bum and the groin area.  Its more about the sitting down rather than the standing.  

With the smaller metal and resin cages I can get away with my normal size trousers.  A word of advice – Have shirts of a good length (front and back) and wear a belt with your trousers, unless you want to expose the tops of your knickers, suspender belt or tights to the world.  OK I accept sometimes that risk of exposure is the risk that some people want/ crave. For me it is a case of being discrete about my undergarments when in male mode.

It has been interesting chatting with other submissives about what they would and do wear and there are similar variations for what they wear for public and professional/ working life.  

Some of it relates to how public you are with your home life, how comfortable with being seen as a submissive or sissy.

For some it is just a case of just wearing panties is enough to either give thrill or for their partners to have control over them by forbidding them to wear anything other than women’s knickers.

There are 2 particular examples from my working life that I remember.  One chap that I worked with always wore silk and satin french knickers and was very open about it saying that he found them very comfortable and “felt great”.  There was no submissive or sissy aspects, just someone with a liking of silk/ satin underwear and at the time there probably wasn’t a lot of male boxers in that material, added to which he wasn’t afraid to show people if they asked or if he’d was out on the piss.

The other example was a slightly different reason, a bloke that I had worked with on projects for a number of years and had a reputation for sleeping around – which had cost him his first marriage – was required by his second wife to always wear her knickers from the previous day as well as have his toe nails painted with bright red nail polish.  This was her way of reducing the likely hood of  him straying.  I would think if that was today, my fellow Site manager would have been placed in a chastity cage by his wife!

Having spoken with SaraE on this topic is about wearing women’s knickers for her, as she puts it any type from Granny Panties to Thongs are what she likes.

Kerri, tends to be Enfemme most of the time when not at work – She is a TV not TS  – but for work she needs to be a little bit more conservative with the way she dresses.  Jacket shirt and tie are a requirements, so she says that her rebellious streak has her wearing Cami tops, suspender belt, stockings and panties.  while her shirt tends to be a woman’s shirt (hard to notice when your tie covers the buttons) and she removes all of her earrings apart form a set of plain stud earnings. 

A TS friend that I have and chat to regularly works on trying to have an androgynous style of dressing, she works in a sector that would be very open and welcoming to her turning up to work fully enfemme but as she puts it, that just wouldn’t work with her personal life, but she feels that by selecting a mix or styles of clothing she can feel very femme without attracting too much attention to herself.  In her case I have seen her being able to change her look just be altering the way she does her hair and with a little bit of make up (and I do mean just a little bit.) and occasionally by changing an item or colour of clothing, she can switch between Male, Androgynous and Female quickly and easily.

I had a good chat with Poppet over this and it very interesting to understand what we wear and what we are open or shut about doing and wearing.  The differences for Private, social, public and Professional can be completely different and for all of us what we are wearing at that particular time or role can change the way we behave or present our selves to our variety of audiences. If you have been to Poppets Blog (and I strongly recommend that you do – Link in the side bar) you will know what a shameless exhibitionist slut she is (❤❤💋💋 all said with love!), and with confidence (and she has that in shovel loads) you can carry that off in public – while we Brits often get accused of being prudes we are really quite taken with Eccentric behaviour and having a confidence can carry things through and it’s surprising what you can get away with.  Also when you are in the face of the public- either at work or play, if you’re just getting on with “stuff” most folks with either ignore it or “tut, it just the way he is!”

So for all the submissives sissies out there  – Wear what you are comfortable wearing, in a way that works for your relationship, your life and your work.  And just remember we are what we wear.

Friday Night Driving and Sunday Photos

Posted on by sissie billie

In the grand scheme of things this weekend has been a “quiet” one.  Now before you stop reading, just remember that is in relation to some of the weekends that we have had, so please bear with us…..

Now that we are into December it is the start of the “festive season” in terms of parties etc, and having endured 2 years of being arsed about with lock downs and lacking a social life, the works party is back.

Friday night was Madam’s works Christmas function, the company has a venue booked for a meal and some music and drinks, its with Partners so as Madam and Sir are the couple that are seen locally so they were heading out for the “Do”.  I would be tasked with carrying out Driving Duties.

Madam was home at 4pm on Friday so that she could get ready  as the function started at 7pm and we had at least a 30 minute drive to the venue.

So I knew what she planned to wear so it was pressed and laid out/ hung up. I was given free rein to chose appropriate underwear for her, but she planned to put on her stilettos with the 1″ platforms that gave a heel height of 5″.

So in my role as Ms Watson, House Keeper for Madam, I laid everything out and selected a Black Balcony Bra, a black deep 6 strap suspender belt and a pair of satin fronted full briefs with a lace back (they show of Madam’s bum very nicely!) and then to complete the set a pair of black cuban point fully fashioned stockings – well she is going “Out Out”, so that should have the right effect on Sir.

When Madam got home, I welcomed her and then ushered her up to the bath that was waiting, gathered up her discarded work clothes and then down to the kitchen to return back to Madam with a Glass of Wine to have while she soaked.

while I pottered around downstairs I got a message from Sir that he would be later than he hoped, he was aiming for 5.45pm but I suspected that the traffic would probably delay him, so this evening was going to be a case of quick turn around.  I texted back to him to ask if he wanted a bath when he arrived or would he use the shower? (so long as I got a call when he was on route I could get the bath ready for him), the response was that he’d go for the shower. Madam was informed of Sir’s delay and I suggested that once Sir arrived that I would lay out his clothes but unpack his back once I had dropped the pair of them off at the venue.

My job for the evening was to be Driver cum Chauffeur, I would drive Sir’s Car with Sir and Madam in the back to the venue and drop them off, come home, do a few jobs, have something to eat and then wait for their call to come and collect.  this would mean that both of them could have a drink and unwind with out worrying about driving or trying to get a taxi/ Uber.

As suspected Sir was closer to 6pm than the expected time and he got the ushering treatment up to the bedroom to get changed and showered.  I took his suit cover and checked that everything was neat and tidy (I recognised that I had ironed them earlier in the week for him) and then picked up the car keys.

So with Sir in the shower, Madam busy applying her “war paint” as she calls it, I went to get changed for my driving duties.

For evenings like this where Madam wants an “official driver” the outfit is blouse (white or blue), dark blue pencil skirt, black or barely Black stockings/ tights, heels and my dark blue blazer.  It is pretty much one of my office outfits with the blazer added.  The change wasn’t too difficult or time consuming, but I put on my grey wig that I’ve recently got and have started wearing quite a bit, I spent a bit of time putting in some hair clips and a hair band so that it would stay in place when I drove. Once I was ready I went outside and turned Sir’s car around and parked in front of the front door ready for the couple to come down.

“Evening Sir, Madam, I’ll be your Driver for this evening.”

The two were ready and Madam looked fantastic and I gave a quick check of her to make sure her seams were straight and I then went out and opened the rear door for Madam and once in I went to the other side to let Sir in. Once everyone was in and settled we headed off.  I knew where the venue was but knew that the trip could be tricky if the traffic was still busy, but as it turned out it wasn’t too bad with us arriving just a few minutes after 7pm.  I pulled up at the front of the venue and Sir and Madam let themselves out – it probably wouldn’t be seemly to for me to get out in my skirt and heels to open the doors, it might cause the wrong type of questions at Madam’s work!

I returned home and had some food and waited for the Whatsapp message to tell me to come and collect them.  It was a phone call from Sir at 11.30pm asking me to head over and pick them up.  So at about midnight I collected 2 rather merry party goers, Madam was slightly more merry than Sir!  They seemed to have had a good night and chatted with me all the way back to the house.  As we got back I asked if they wanted anything to eat or drink and both declined – not even a night cap! None! they were off to bed and I was dismissed for the night. 

Saturday was a slow day as I had 2 slightly hung over people to deal with for the morning.  So after a lay-in to 9am, a good solid breakfast was provided with plenty of coffee and orange juice.  The living dead started to come to life about 1pm!

The rest of the day was a very relaxed easy sort of day, I was told that I could go and change into something less formal or get actually go and be Mick if I wanted.  I went took off the waist clincher and changed into a bra and suspender belt combo and a knee length skirt and added a polo shirt top with it, so very much a relaxed chilling out outfit for a chilling out afternoon. The evening was just as relaxed as the three of us chatted, watched some TV and took turns to make tea/ coffee or to get the wine (later in the evening).

Sunday would be a different day as well, Madam stated on Saturday night we would all have a lie in, (unfortunately) I would be in my room and not spending the night with Sir and Madam. There would be no early morning call from the maid – as Madam put it she was giving the maid the day off. So we would all have a Brunch rather than a breakfast at about 10am.

Over breakfast myself and Madam had a chat about a number of things and one of the things that came up was future blog posts and things we wanted to do, that we had done and some topics to explore.

The discussion of photos and images was discussed and did we want to publish some?  The view was that for the majority of the photos that we take and have taken we would not publish, for a number of reasons privacy would be the number one reason, but we decided that we could and should do something.

A corner of the utility room has been used before as a photo area and was used for the photos in our recent blog post.  we all agreed that it ticked the boxes and allowed for an element of discretion but also for us to provide some personal content.

Now a couple of boundaries were checked – Sir did not want to have any photos of him published, The fact that he appears in quite a lot of photos with Madam for our personal enjoyment is another matter.  Madam wants to be very discrete and may appear in the occasional image but it would need very careful work to ensure that it was discrete.  As Madam puts it there are a few people at work that would have a field day if they knew what we were upto and as she put it a couple of the senior management that would have a heart attack!

As for me, some of the ones that we have done in the past have been fine and as with Madam, discretion is the watch word.

The decision was that we would look to take the occasional photo for the blog post, principally of me but possibly with Madam or Madam on her own, with the idea that it would add perhaps a little bit of context and make it interesting with the other images that we add into the posts.

With that all agreed and discussed we had a chat about what we wanted to do and what blog posts would need something adding to them. The view was that we could start with this post by adding some images of my outfit from Friday night and get things going from there, it was decided that Sunday afternoon would be a bit of a photo shoot.

So…….Myself and Sir went to set up the corner of the utility room, the first thing was to get the camera tripod and also the Camera. We have 2 cameras, a small happy snapper that does some pretty good photos and we tend to carry when out for day trips as it is a handy size and then there is my bridge camera that I use for work when doing site inspections, its very good but a bit big for what we had planned.

The first couple of photos were very vanilla and were more to make sure the tripod was in the right place, we were standing in the right place, where was the light etc, generally a lot of Faffing about. We also realised that the mobile phones we had have a pretty good camera for the the level of light available.  While the ceiling light was quite poor the flash from the small Camera was OK, we found that the flash on the phone and the bridge camera were far better.

Once we were happy I was dispatched off to get changed into what I had worn on Friday night or as close to it as I could. Having come back dressed I was told to take position and the first couple of photos were taken with Sir working the camera and Madam directing how I should stand and position myself.

Everything was going well with lots of direction from Madam…

“Stand side on”

“put your foot forward, shoulders back….” etc, she can be rather demanding can my Mistress Wife, it’s in her nature you know!

We got into a rhythm and we started to get some good poses and Sir kept taking the photos, we were really chuffed with the way things were going until we checked some of the photos and realised that the camera mount on the tripod had been slowly slipping with each photo.

The result was that what we thought was going to be a good photo set ended up with part of my head being progressively cut off!

A photo that Madam liked where I was putting my hair back in place and the camera slipped down!
Madam was not impressed with Sir at the time!

The other problem that this slipping had caused was that the cameras were always adjusting their focus and we had quite a few blurred images with part of my head missing!

However all was not a complete loss we managed to find the part of the tripod and mounting bracket that was the problem and with the addition of some bits of plastic we managed to add in an improvised clamp and the mount was held steady.

so it was a case of start again….

An official/ formal Driver photo with the jacket done up. 
And now with the Jacket open showing off a bit more.

 The next part that Madam suggested was a few photos with the blazer removed and some posed photos of Mick’s secretary.  Madam wanted a few that were a little different rather than just standing there for official portraits, so for the next 30 minutes we had a laugh as I was directed by both John and Alice to stand this way, stand that way, play with your hair, bend over, flash your stocking tops and on and on.

I think we consumed a bottle of white wine between us as we all tried to pull some of these images together.  I’m certainly not going to win prizes as a model and John needs to do a bit more work if he plans to enter any photographic competitions. But we had fun and we all ended up laughing and joking.  We did mange to get a few photos that were worth posting.

So for those readers that are new to the blog may I introduce Miss billie Watson, Mick’s secretary and office help.

Miss billie Watson, with bra in clear view!
Fiddling with her hair, you can barely tell I’m wearing a chastity cage! 

“Crouch down, lets see how that looks?” – it doesn’t look too bad as a pose. what do you think?

“Turn round and lean on the wall, cross your legs, show off your legs and bum!”
Madam particularly likes this one, I should have perhaps put some seamed stockings on for it?

 As Sunday afternoons go, this was a bit different and quite good fun for all three of us, it is clear that we all need to get a bit better at these things.  We all agree that the tripod needs to have a bit of repair work carried out on it and a little bit of practice with the different cameras and photos will let us know what works best for each type of photo.

What do you think?  Do we introduce you to the Maids and Housekeeper?  Constructive feedback is very welcome.

Overall a relaxed weekend with a bit of fun on Sunday afternoon!

billie xxx
 

  

Getting the most out of Power Dressing

Posted on by sissie billie

From Madam Alice

hello, hope you are all well. we are all in good health here.  life has continued with our self isolating and working from home.

Mick has continued to do some online/ distance tutoring for his couple of students, this is mainly Mondays and Tuesdays for them and he has continued with some of his research but that was mainly on Wednesday.  he normally gets back into billie mode very quickly after finishing.

John has been continuing with his company’s work and that seems to be working quite well, a few of his team have had to have new computers and software to deal with some of the work but overall he seems quite happy with the way his staff are working and dealing with things.

I am being Skyped/ MS Team/ Zoomed to death! some of it is bloody painful, so much so that out department head has stepped in to save us – we definitely have some people working from home that are bored/ lonely/ want to annoy someone and therefore decide to schedule a meeting and then invite everyone.  Hopefully now that we have clear direction a lot of that crap will stop.

As it was Thursday saw me having to dress up a little – a couple of finance briefs to senior management on camera so it was on with my suit.  I decided to put my own twist on it.

I had billie get my grey trouser suit out and pressed.  I then put my hair up in a bun (which is growing more than I expected.)  I then added my quarter cup bra, waspie and black stockings.  Added to the outfit I decided on my 5″ heels with the 1″ platform.  The final part and the twist was I decided to wear one of my strap-ons.  No panties or knickers I was going Commando!

billie brought my suit in as I was finishing my dressing and adding my “cock”.  I told billie to put my suit on the bed and to get down and give me a little bit of a BJ.   while she worked her mouth on the dildo I told her that once I was dressed and off to the study she was to go and change into her secretary outfit with her pencil skirt and she was to be in Ms Watson mode for the day.

As she bobbed her head up and down my strap-on I gave her instructions for the day.  I would want tea in the study at 9.30am, with a light lunch at 12.00 noon in the dining room.  she should work from her table in the utility room and be on call if I need her.  John would want her to help him later in the afternoon when he goes to the office to deal with Mail and Orders.

After a short while and billie had got into her stride I took hold of her head and started to thrust at her effectively face-fucking her – I’m very careful with this as the issue is that a strap-on isn’t the same as a cock so it’s important not to get carried away with things.  either way billie did very well and when I was content I stopped and told her to go and change while I finished dressing.

Cream satin blouse, dark grey trousers, I dress to the left by the way and then topped off with the Jacket, heels back on and then off down to the study and to log on.

It’s quite strange really, here I was in my study in a woman’s suit, very much the power suit for the office bitch, and I kept finding myself playing with my “cock” through my trousers.  It was quite a strange experience once you realise that you are doing it.

billie appeared with my tea and 2 biscuits at 9.30 on the dot.  I carried out a quick inspection and yes slightly damp panties and a plugged bottom – lovely.  I told her that my first meeting was at 10am and she should be back here at 9.50.

9.50 saw billie reappear, thinking that she was here to take my empty cup and plate away but no I had other plans.

I told her to crawl under my desk and get my cock out.  I had placed a cushion on the floor for her – I’m kind like that, but also I didn’t know how long the meeting would take.

My instructions were simple.  take the cock in her mouth like a good slut secretary and make sure her mouth does not come off of it until I tell her to do so at the end of my meeting.  she was to keep the noise to a minimum as she wouldn’t know when I would be on mic.

she should start licking the cock and when the meeting starts she would then start her blowjob.

well my darling sissy secretary spent 47 minutes on her knees with my cock in her mouth.  There was a couple of times during the meeting where I reached under and placed my hand on the back of her head and forced her down slowly onto the cock and held her there for a few seconds.  on one of theses she gagged – I held her a little too long perhaps, I let her up for air and she quickly went back onto the dildo.  while she didn’t know it I had muted the microphone each time.

At the end of the meeting I allowed billie to get out from the desk and told her that since she had made some noise, that she should be punished.  I had her bend over the desk and pull her skirt up and I took my paddle from my desk drawer and gave her 4 not so gentle smacks.  I told her to get up, leave her knickers with me and to get on with her tasks.  I told her the next meeting would be at 2pm, she should be back in position for 1.50pm ready to go again.  With that I dismissed her back to work.

The afternoon meeting was a bit shorter at 35 minutes but billie was a lot better with less noise but plenty of enthusiasm.

It would appear that this was a bit of practice for her as John had her provide the same service while he spoke to a supplier on the phone when the two of them went to his offices.

I enjoyed my Power dressing and having my cock in my trousers.  I think I’ll repeat this again but I may just have to have a go at fucking my secretary in the office this week, she’s certainly a tart that would be up for it!

everyone please take care, keep safe and stay healthy

King Regards

Madam Alice

Getting what you ask for

Posted on by sissie billie

We hope everyone is well, we are all fine here at Madam’s residence.

we’ve all had a busy week with working from home, which has been good as it has stopped everyone from being bored.  the only thing I would say is that all 3 of us are getting Skype fatigue.  it is quite clear in this period of social distancing some people when given their turn in an online conference just don’t know when to shut the fuck up!!!  It is interesting as all three of us have encountered this and we are working in different sectors.

But that isn’t what you have come to this blog for, is it?

Last weekend saw the continuation of resetting boundaries and tasks with a humiliation and emasculation theme.  On Saturday I had to go to our attic and get on of the old wooden chairs that we had up there, clean it up and place it in Madam’s bedroom.  I was then told to get on of my dildo’s with a suction base and place it on the chair.  Since that point in time, when ever I am required to be present when Sir and Madam have sex I am directed to remove my butt plug and sit on the dildo and the chair.  I will be told to either sit fully down on the chair and watch quietly or I will be told that I may fuck myself on the dildo until told to stop.

On Tuesday afternoon Madam called me to her study and told me that she would be finishing shortly and that she wanted me to go to her room and lay out some of her more slutty items of underwear and to then wait for her.

she arrived a little while later and told me to get her douche and soaps as she planned to give her back passage a good cleaning.  I helped Madam undress and head to the en-suite and use the douche enough times to make sure that she was fully clean back there.  once she was happy she had a shower and I waited to help dry her off.

I helped to dry her and I was told to kneel and Madam handed me a tube of KY and I was told to lubricate her arse which I did being very gentle, not wishing to incur her wrath.  she then handed me one of her butt plugs and told me to gently insert it into her.  I coated it in lube and then eased it into to her.  She let out a slight gasp as it forced her hole open and then closed around the neck of the plug.

I was then told to get up and to remove my maids uniform  and to go to the bed.  Madam made me lie on the bed, head towards the bottom and my feet at the headboard.  and she then took some lengths of bondage rope and tied me spread eagle to the bed.  she then took a ball gag and fitted that to my mouth.  I was securely displayed in my Girdle, Stockings, knickers and bra.

Madam sat down at her dresser and applied her makeup, which was most definitely darker than usual –  she applied purple nail polish to her fingers and toes and a black lipstick.  she applied some wet gel to her hair to make it slick and pulled it back.  the black eyeshadow and thick eye liner gave her a very dark dominant goth type of look.

I watched her get dressed – Underbust black corset, 6 suspender straps holding up dark black seamed stockings and then a pair of backless PVC panties.  Madam then added her patent black knee high boots and a thin leather collar.

She came and sat on the bed next to me, “Do you like what you see, hubbie?”

I nodded quite enthusiastically.

She started to rub the front of my girdle that covered my caged pantied clit – “I want to be a bitch tonight, not a nice wife, but quite nasty, so I’ve put my cunt out of bounds to John and you tonight – that’s right, no pussy licking for you this evening.  I’ve not had a nice arse fucking for a while and I’ve become quite jealous that my submissive husband is getting his arse fucked more than his Mistress, so I plan to change that this evening….”

With that she went to the bed room door opened it and shouted “John! would mind popping in here for a minute?!”

From my restrained position I could see her back and the open nature of the knickers. and the stockings.

John appeared and she literally pulled him into the bedroom.

“Right then John, I need fucking and I need it now!”

From what I could see Sir look slightly taken aback and was a little stunned as Madam pulled him into the room next to the bed and then undid his trousers.  Madam when down onto her knees and took hold of Sir’s cock.  I think at this point he had got his wits together and was now taking in the scene of my wife starting to take his cock into her mouth and me tied to the bed.

there was very little that I could do other than frustratingly watch this Goth Mistress suck Sir. As she did this Sir was shedding his clothes until he was stood there naked.

With Sir fully erect, Madam stopped her oral work and stood up, keeping her hand on his 9 inches and told him that her pussy was out of bounds for the evening but he could fuck her arse as much and as often as he wanted.  Still holding his cock she then led him to the bottom of the bed where she then let go and climbed on, crawling over me until her panties were directly over me.

“My knickers stay on John,  Fuck me like your bitch, show billie what a slut he has for a wife!  billie hasn’t been in my arse for over 15 years, show him what she is missing!”

It is true, we decided that billie and mick would not have Anal with Alice, Alice would regularly fuck billie in the arse but that was out of bounds for both of my personas.

As Madam offered her ass to Sir she passed some lube back to Sir and I watched fascinated as he lubed himself up and then eased the plug out of Madam before adding more lube to her bottom.

The thing that next surprised me was that I expected some fore play, some using fingers to help open Madam up, but no, Sir when straight at it with his cock!

He had done this to me and I can confess, you bloody know about it!  well Madam certainly got what she wanted and she let out a very vocal squeal!  It looked like Sir had placed a hand on her back to stop her coming up out of position and with the other hand he positioned it and then leaned forward and pushed it in, not fast but at a steady pace.

Madam was rather vocal, I really do hope that there was no joggers passing in the lane because there is no way that noise was staying in the room!

My position meant that I had full view of Sir entering Madam until his balls obscured the view.  Once he was fully in he stopped to let Madam get used to it and to calm down and then he started to slowly fuck her.  this was not lovemaking, Madam had asked to be fucked and it very much appeared that Sir was going to fully oblige to her requests!

During their fucking Madam didn’t touch me, I was just a very close spectator, It was as they finished, Sir withdrew and I could see that he had cum.  my gag was undone and Sir placed his cock head at my mouth – “clean it!”  I complied with licking and sucking it clean and then he withdrew from my mouth.

“Sit up Alice, let billie tidy you up and get you ready for the next round.”  I don’t know what the look was on Madam’s face but I thought that he had fucked her quite thoroughly, so to think that they would go again without a rest…..

Madam sat up and positioned herself so that I could get access to her bottom.  It was still open a little and Sir’s cum was leaking out, I could see it close as I started to lick her, I was being as gentle as I could.

I’m not sure how long I worked Madam’s used bottom but Sir was back and pushed her forward, he had lubed his cock again and again without ceremony he eased his cock back into her for another round.

This time the sex was more steady and more controlled but Sir was more verbal to Madam, with things like:

“You like being my bitch don’t you!”
“You and your sissy are both sluts for my cock in your arses!”
“billie could never fill you like this could he!”
“You had best wear a plug when you are working from now on, I might just come in and fuck you over the desk is you are going to behave like a wanton slut!”

Sir gave Madam a verbal fucking as well as a physical one.

By the end of the evening Madam had been ass fucked 4 times, I was released from the bed after the end of the second fucking, but I cleaned Sir and Madam after each session.    I would say that when Sir and I put Madam to bed at 10pm she was well fuck and very tired – quite content but a little sore.

There is a moral to this and I do think that Madam did learn something from it – Be careful what you ask for – you might just get it and some more!

100 days milstone achieved

Posted on by sissie billie

Good Morning everyone, I’ve just cleared the breakfast things away and Madam has told me to put a short post up as I have now crossed what Madam says is the first milestone for this year.

I’ve now completed 100 days in chastity.

I have a suspicion that this won’t be my only milestone in this chastity session.

Today is Madam’s Dress Down Friday, so for all of us there are no pants, panties or knickers worn and Madam is currently working in her study wearing her What Katie Did Merry Widow with lace top stockings.  the only thing is that I’ve had to place a newly ironed blouse in the room on the back of a chair for when Madam has a video call which I think is planned for 9.30 this morning.

I’ve done the same for Sir with a Ironed shirt next to where he is working upstairs.

I’ll be getting changed shortly out of my working maids uniform and then off to Leighton Buzzard for the weekly shop and then back and changed out of my trousers and blouse. Madam has told me that I should pick out a Bra and girdle set for the rest of the day.

I’ll finish now and get on with things.  everyone keep safe and well and hopefully I’ll post on Monday.

billie xxx

A recommendation from a Friend – Revival Lingerie

Posted on by sissie billie

From Madam Alice:

I pointed out to Mick/billie that I hadn’t posted something for a little while and I was trying to think of something to post about.  there were several things that popped up and so I know have a list of topics to look at over the next few weeks.

However, something that did come up on Friday was a recommendation from a friend about a lingerie company and some of their products.

I have a friend who I worked with back in the late 80’s, having left school and managing to get a job in the Administration Office of a company in Leicester, this is a sub division of the company that I still work for.  However when I started I found that I wasn’t the only new girl to start, Beverley was a couple of years older than me and had been doing some part time work and college classes since leaving school when she was taken on at the same time as I was.  As the new girls we quickly found that we were at the bottom of the office pile and quickly became firm friends to hold our own against some of the blokes in the office and also to defend against the battle-axes of sour faced old secretaries that had been with the company for years.

We would go out at the weekends and it was Bev that got me into wearing Stockings and Suspenders for work and for “play” and I have to be honest it’s all her fault that I love wearing them!

Last Friday was a party for Bev’s 50th, it was a couple of weeks after her actual birthday, but the plan was to have a bit of a party and a girls night out near to where she lives in North west Leicestershire.

I had spoken to Mick and the plan was that I would drive up, change at Bev’s and go to the party with her and then drive over to Mum’s in Leicester before coming back home on Saturday morning.

Mick told me that wasn’t a plan and it would mean that I wouldn’t be able to let my hair down and enjoy the night out with my friend.  So Mick offered to drive me up, drop me off and collect me and drive me back, he even managed to get a good deal on a room at a local Premier Inn.  As he put it what is the point of having a submissive husband if you aren’t going to task him to look after his Mistress Wife’s needs.  He did have a point!

So I was collected from work and taken north via the hassle of Friday on the M1 up to Junction 22 and then of to the hotel.  A shower and my submissive husband had laid out my clothes and underwear – the retro lingerie that John and Mick/ billie had bought for my valentines, along with a set of very sheer black stockings.  With a blue dress and a set of 4″ heels I was ready to go on the town with my old best friend.  But, it wasn’t going to be into town on the pull, it was going to be a collection of middle aged women out for a meal and to put a dent into the restaurant’s wine and gin stock!

Mick dropped me off at Bev’s house and I was met by her husband. As usual Bev wasn’t ready, she never is when it comes to these things.  I shouted that I had arrived and Bev shouted for me to come up to her room and chat while she got ready, this was just like old times going to her room while she flited about getting dressed and putting on make up! while chatting about what we’ve been upto.

Well I was greeted by Bev in her underwear, and wow what underwear!  it was almost identical to what I was wearing, the only difference was that while I had on a 6 strap suspender belt she had on a lace waist clincher.  she had gone a bit more classy with her stockings, going for fully fashioned.

I told her that we were almost matching in underwear and after a big hug she demanded to see, so it was a quick squiggle out of my dress and we stood there admiring each other’s knickers, bra and stocking sets!  now this isn’t something unusual and used to be quite common when we were going out in our early twenties.  I’d often turn up in an outfit at Bev’s house, see what she was wearing and she’d see what I had and we’d decide that the other had something that we’d prefer to wear or would suit us better.  No swapping this time but we definitely had very similar tastes in our underwear (or our men had similar tastes in our underwear!).

Bev’s husband had ordered her some underwear for her Birthday and unfortunately what arrived wasn’t what they wanted – wrong item, wrong colour and wrong size! not good, however to fix the problem the order was sent back and cancelled and he found a company in Nottingham that did retro lingerie which is what Bev was after – she and her husband attend 40 and 50’s events, so the underwear needs to be appropriate (apparently).  So with her husband working up in Nottingham on that day he gave them a call to see what they had and if he could collect the items.  they are a manufacturer and online company but from what Bev said you can collect from them directly.

The Bra that she had was made up that morning and when her husband got there and was chatting to the lady that makes the items he mentioned that he had ordered a waist clincher/ waspie for his wife from the other company but it was the wrong size and colour the lady pointed out that they make Clinchers they just weren’t up on the website yet.

so he ended up coming home with a set of underwear that was made locally to them, and at what they both said was very good price.

so what’s the jist with this – I like stories like this, a local company producing good quality products and I have to admit these looked fantastic and Bev was already planning her next set of purchases from them.  I told Mick/ billie that if he is a good submissive sissy I may get him some new lingerie from the company and I now have my eye on perhaps one of their Corselettes for myself.

so here is my efforts to help support local(ish) companies, this is the link to the company, its called Revival Lingerie. and their products:

 https://www.revivallingerie.co.uk/

The Bra that Bev had is:

https://www.revivallingerie.co.uk/product/008-non-wired-lightly-padded-satin-cup-bra-with-contrasting-trim/


The Knickers are

https://www.revivallingerie.co.uk/product/067-italian-boselli-stretch-satin-full-brief/

The waist clincher still doesn’t appear on the web page but it may be worth asking them on the phone or by email if they have them.

Go and have a look at their website and products, having see what Bev was wearing it was good quality and looked lovely.  I’m already planning on putting in an order.

 and this is what I have my eye on for myself:

https://www.revivallingerie.co.uk/product/015-criss-cross-support-open-bottom-corselette/

The question to you dear reader, what ensemble should I get for my dear sissy husband and do I make him go and get it in person?  what do you think?

A good weekend had by all

Posted on by sissie billie

I dropped Sir and Madam off at the train station in Milton Keynes on Friday afternoon at 3pm and headed back to the house.  I changed out of my semi male attire (I was wearing a ladies blouse rather than a shirt and only had to change my male trousers and shoes) and put on a skirt and heels.

Its odd that I now do that as a matter of course and routine.  it isn’t forced but I’m very comfortable with it – is this Madam achieving her aims of having a more female/ feminine house hold?

I pottered on with a few jobs in the house and got a few things out to make for my dinner when I got a call from Madam.

“Where are you at the moment?”

“in the kitchen, about to start making dinner”

“well stop what you are doing, go to your corner of the lounge and face the wall, stay there until you are told to move and don’t turn around until you are given permission, Understand?”

“Is there a problem with the trains? is everything alright?”

“Yes things are fine and we are in the taxi to the hotel, now do as you are told!”

“yes Ma’am” and with that the call ended.

I put the fish back in the freezer (I didn’t know how long I’d be in the corner) and went to the corner and put my phone on the small table near by to wait for Madam’s next instructions.

I put myself on my spot, smoothed down my skirt , heels together  and hands folded across my the front of the skirt. and with my head slightly down.

I stood there for a while and to be honest I was trying to work out what Madam had planned,  we’ve done this domination by distance before when we’ve both been apart so it isn’t a surprise but it does get your mind working.

As I was pondering what Madam’s plan would be I heard the drive gate open  and a car pull in.  Thats really odd as both Sir and Madam are in London and normally delivery people have to buzz the bell to get access.  Everything told me to go and look but Madam had clearly told me to stay in the corner and not to turn around.

I hear the car stop and someone get out and close the car door.

The next thing I heard was the front door open and someone step into the hall.  now there are probably about 2 metres into the hall and then you have the lounge door , which is open and I am in the corner facing the wall diagonally opposit the door.  I will be honest my heart is racing, some one is in the house, I’m in female attire and in seconds I’ll be visible…..fucking hell!!  I think at this point you could say that I may have had a high heart rate.

The front door closed, a couple of steps and I could hear them come into the lounge – the difference in the carpet (when you spend a lot of time facing walls in corners your other senses become more attuned to changes in noise and to people moving around behind you.

“My don’t you look a picture!”

It was Kerri!

I went to turn but she was expecting that and I got a very quick rebuke!

“stand still, face the wall.  Just as your Mistress told you!”

I turned back to the wall and listened as Kerri came closer.  I think my heart rate was still high but for different reason,

Kerri, came up behind me and ran her hands up the back of my legs, under the skirt and slowly round to the front of my knickers.

Kerri whispered in my ear “has mean Alice gone away for the weekend and left you all caged up?”

“Yes Kerri”

“thats a shame, Alice has told me where my key is and I’m allowed out to play for the weekend, it’s her valentines gift to me as well as having you all to myself for the weekend.”

With that she turned me round and planted a very big kiss, and long lasting kiss on my lips.

Well this was all a big surprise for me.  when we broke off the kiss I was faced with Kerri the Goth.  She looked fantastic, she an carry the female look off in public and the Goth look really suits her.  I am always amazed at the way she does it – having seen her in male mode and in her sissy/ female mode she is definately really comfortable enfemme.  (not bad for a Morgage manager of a high street bank!!!)

I gave her a hug and kissed her again, It was really great to see her.  Kerri is very much my mentor and I could say sissy soul mate.

well after calming down (sort of – I was the submissive equivellant of an over excited puppy when her Mistress has just come home!)  I was told to get Kerri a drink – red wine and to go and get her bags from the car and put them in the Guestroom.

I came back to the lounge and Kerri was sat on the sofa with her wine, legs crossed and her stiletto ankle boots pointing at me.

“billie, be a dear and go to Alice’s study.  there is a blue folder on her desk,  somewhere in that folder there will be a sealed brown envelope, bring it to me.”

I almost ran to get the envelope, it was there in the folder, halfway down, I shook it out and brought it back to Kerri.  She told me to open it and inside was the key to Kerri’s chastity.

Now Madam is Kerri’s secondary keyholder, just as Kerri’s Wife, Mistress Carol, is my secondary keyholder.  We both got our first chastitiy devices together back in 2005, so we have a bit of a bond over this.

I went to hand the key to Kerri but she stopped me.

“why don’t you unlock it?  down you get billie, set your naughty girlfriend free!”

I quickly knelt and Kerri uncrossed her legs  and opened then, hitching the front of her skirt up.  she had black satin front knickers on and I eased them down as she lifted her bum of the sofa.  She has a metal cage similar to mine with the recessed lock.  I fitted the key and pulled that free, and then gently – and yes do it gently, eased the cage off my friends penis.  The back ring of the chasity was hinged and I opened that and took it clear of her bits.

I don’t know why but I lean in and very gently started to lick her.

Kerri has been loccked up for quite a while – I’m not sure how long but i’m sure it’s been a few months so I know that it takes a wee while to bring life back into a freed penis.  I spent a good while licking and slowly sucking on here, slowly coaxing it back to life.  the aim was not to make her cum and once she was content that she had some feeling back into things I was brough up and next to her on the sofa for what seemed like a long session of kissing.

Kerri explained that she was here for the weekend and would head back to Reading on Sunday night, we had permission to share a bed together – the Guest room – and Madam had booked a table for us at a Pub/ restaurant not too far away on Saturday night.  Other than that the weekend was our to enjoy, this Madam’s real valentines gift to me and was to make up for not having my weekend with kerri in the Autumn .

And enjoy the weekend we did, even if I was still caged, it didn’t matter.

Saturday night I took Kerri to the Restaurant, she looked great in a black dress with seamed stockings and a cream wool shawl over her shoulders, while I was in chinos and Jacket and tie but with basque and stockings underneath.  Kerri caged herself back up for the evening out so that she didn’t have anything?! spoil the line of her dress. The meal was great, and Kerri had a few glasses of wine while I stayed sober as the designated driver.  kerri flirted with me all evening and even managed to do some flirting with the waiter, she can be a bit of a tart at times! bless her!

One we got home as I opened a bottle of wine for us, Kerri uncaged herself and that was us for the night.

I think when we collected Madam and Sir from the station on Sunday I think it was quite clear that we had enjoyed our weekend as much as Madam and Sir had enjoyed theirs.  Kerri stayed for dinner on Sunday evening and as a final act Madam had us both go to her study with her and I was made to lock Kerri back into chastity and hand the key back to Madam.  Madam kissed both of us on the lips and then had both of us kneel and kiss her shoes.  I was dismissed to get Kerri’s bags and put them in the car and when I cam back Kerri was ready to go.  I walked her out to her car and we had a final kiss and I watched and waved her off.

now all of this may seem a bit odd, but my relationship with Kerri is fully sanctioned and really encouraged between our wives, Alice and Carol.  Just as Mistress Carol and Madam Alice are occasional lovers (Carol is Alice’s one and only female partner) both myself and kerri were encouraged to form a partnership so that we could share each other’s company and to be girlfriend/boyfriend to each other (chose which combination you would like of BF/GF).  Also Kerri really was my mentor as I developed as a submissive and as a sissy.  she has helped me develop and always been there for help and advice and it is great having time with someone who understand the other dynamics in our relationships.  it also helps that she knows the trials of being in chastity.

So all in all it was great having such a special house guest and I just wonder when we’ll next have a get together – and maybe next time Madam will let me be uncaged…..or maybe not!