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Madam’s Valentines Weekend (and my tasks)

Posted on by Sissy billie
Having had a lovely valentine’s day with Madam, and being downsized in my chastity, it was now a case of getting ready for Madam going away for the weekend with Sir.  Madam had booked the Friday off  and as directed I had planned to do my normal Friday tasks and to keep my afternoon schedule fairly flexible.


so on Friday morning neither I or Madam knew where she was going or the weekend, Sir had it all organised.  Madam knew it was going to be an AirB&B for accommodation for the Friday and Saturday night and that she would be out for dinner each evening and out during the day. 

I helped her pack her bag in the morning, and then went and changed so that I could go for the weekly grocery shopping, Sir arrived just before I was leaving and came in for a cup of tea, so I said cheerio and headed off into town.

I got back about 11.30, Madam and Sir had left and I found a wrapped present on the kitchen work top, a selfie stick to use with the phone that we use for doing some of our photos.  There was also a note from Madam telling me that she had packed a bag for me and it was on my bed (it was padlocked with a combination padlock) and the note also told me to pack an overnight bag with my toiletries and towel, a change of underwear, some male casual wear and bring the camera and phone, with the self stick.  I was told to wait for more information.

At 1.30pm I received a whatsapp message from Sir telling me to get my bags and head to a hotel near Cambridge (address supplied) and ask for a room that had been booked for “billie Watson”. I was to message him to let them know when I arrived.

I got there eventually, despite the Friday traffic, checked in and was told that a room had been booked by my “Boss”.  The room was very nice, I dropped my bags and sent a message.

Madam sent me a reply, with the combination for my bag and also with my 2 tasks for the evening.  These were to involve taking a couple of sets of photos, both as part of a bigger task.  Unfortunately I can’t go into details at the moment until the whole of the tasks have been completed.  The tasks involved a few sets of photos and a few changes of clothes, by the time I had finished both tasks I was ready for bed. That was my Friday evening.


Saturday morning I got a message from Sir telling me to check out of the hotel and to be at a certain Coffee shop in Cambridge by 10.45am and to get myself a cup of tea and just wait and watch.  At 11am(ish) a couple came into the coffee shop holding hands, and very close to each other. They ordered and went to the other side of the room  and sat down, yes it’s Madam and Sir.  

When Madam sat down you could just see the welts of her stockings. They were sat having their coffees for about 20 minutes and during that time I got a few very cuckold/ humiliation related whatsapp messages from Sir.  I had another cup of tea and just watched them from the other side of the room.  They finished and left and I got my next whatsapp delivered instructions to go and do some shopping and get Madam a pair of black panties and black stockings suitable for her to wear for going out for dinner with her boyfriend.  I was also told to go to a certain pub at 1pm to have lunch, but to order from the bar menu, no alcohol, just soda water.


Madam and Sir appeared at 1.15pm and it appeared that they had booked a table in the dining area. I moved to a seat where I could see them better and they could see me.  Once they had finished their lunch I was messaged to go and enjoy some sights of cambridge and get my daily steps in (I’ve been increasing my walking as part of fitness/ weight loss programme to help with my health improvement.)

At 5pm I got a message that “Madam’s maid” was expected this evening and I was sent an address and where to park – this was the Air B&B that they were staying in – to which I got back to my car and headed there.  I grabbed my bags and went into the building, they had the loft apartment at the top of the block, very nice.  

I was sent to the spare bedroom to get changed down to my underwear that I had on under my street clothes.  Madam came to the room and told me what the plan was for the evening.  I would help her get ready, then I would then drive them both to the restaurant that they were booked into and then come back to the apartment.  Once they were finished they might go for a drink but they would get a taxi back to the apartment. 

Madam had packed my dark blue jacket, my sheer trousers and black shoes in one of her bags, so that I would look appropriate as their driver.  She told me to wear the white sheer blouse that was in my bag. 

The jacket just covered the top of my sheer trousers and Madam made the point that I was not to wear any panties so my new pink chastity cage would be on display if my jacket was open.  Also the blouse was a white “pussybow” type of blouse, so there was no way to try and claim that it was a normal shirt, it was very clear what it was.  Once dressed I was sent to get my car from the parking area at the back of the apartment, I brought it round to outside the apartment ready to pick them up, but I had to come in to let them know it was outside.  Madam had handed me one of my face masks as I was leaving so I suspected that at some point there would be photos taken. As I came back into the apartment block Madam was at the bottom landing of the stairs and took some photos with her phone as I came in and some more at the top of the stairs.


Before we left Madam gave me a particular task to do when I got back from dropping them off at the restaurant.  The apartments had a Lift and I was tasked to get dressed in skirt and blouse and take a set of photos next to the lift, one of the photos had to show my chastity.  (you all have to thank Poppet Subslut for this as she has been badgering me to do this type of thing for ages and Madam had picked up on this and so I was duly tasked…..Thanks P!!!!)

With both of them ready I got them out of the flat and drove them into the town centre to the restaurant and then headed back to park up and get back to the flat.

Now the thing is that the whole experience was nerve wracking as the other flats in the apartment block were occupied and I could hear people moving around.  so the there was a constant risk that one of them would come out into the corridors or landings or even use the lift!.

Once I was back in the flat I got changed for the task   When ready I had to get out of the apartment and go across the landing next to the door of the lift.  I’ll admit I was bloody nervous as there were people coming and going from the ground floor flats, I was very conscious of the sound of my heels on the floor and every noise from downstairs.  The things I do for Madam!  Here are 2 of the photos, I was using the selfie stick and was still getting used to it.  I’m sure I’ll get better with it with more practice!



With the photos taken, and task complete I was safely back in the flat.  

A few hours later I got a message telling me that Sir and Madam had just ordered a taxi and they would be back in 15-20 minutes and that I was to be waiting by the door with some wine for my Mistress and her boyfriend. I was told to be in my pink cuckolding outfit.

I got a message telling me that Sir and Madam had just ordered a taxi and they would be back in 15-20 minutes and that I was to be waiting by the door with some wine for my Mistress and her boyfriend. I was told to be in my pink cuckolding outfit.

I had to rush to get changed and dressed, I was about halfway through getting ready when another message arrived telling me that they were about to arrive and that I was to be ready with my panties lowered so that Sir could see my new chastity (he hadn’t really seen it earlier.) so it was all a bit of a rush to get finished dressing. The message also said that I was to have the door to the Flat fully open so that I could be seen as they came up the stairs (and anyone else for that matter) – I was to be exposed again!

I added my face mask to my outfit as I figured that there would be photos taken.

There has been a few additions to the cuckolding outfit. One of which was the modification of the front of the dress, this was based on the suggestion from Poppet. I’ve added a series of press studs on the inside of the front of the dress so the front can be clipped up to have me on display or dropped if Sir wants me covered.

Madam had found a pair of pink heels in a charity wedding shop in Milton Keynes, I dread to think what the wedding or bridesmaid dress looked like if these were the shoes for it, you can see they are all very pink!.



Madam also got me a pair of pink garters, one for my leg and the other for a choker, as well as a pink wig just to complete things. All very pink! The last addition to the outfit was a pink corset, a gift from kerri.

Knowing that they were on their way into the building made me rush, I got the wine poured, the front door of the flat open and into position with the tray ready for Madam and Sir. I was now stood there with the flat door open and my caged clittie exposed to anyone that popped their head round the corner.

The relief that I had when the sound of people on the stairs turns out to be Madam and Sir! Madam had her phone out and photos were taken.

Yes I know my socks aren’t right and when I pushed down the pantie bloomers it moved one of my stockings, also the bow in my hair wasn’t square on, so all of these errors in my dress were pointed out to me so that they could added to my review book for thursday night, when my bum would be made to suffer for my lack of attention to detail.

Sir, gave me a good inspection particularly the new cage and that resulted in a lot of verbal humiliation.

I spent the evening carrying out maid duties, both in my exposed dress and also later I was directed by Madam to remove my dress and to serve just in my underwear. When not required I was put in the corner of the living room, with the occasional comment directed at me about how pink suited me.

Eventually with the bottle of wine finished Madam and Sir retired to their bedroom and I was dismissed to my room with the instruction to keep my door open so that I could hear what they were up to and incase I was needed. I was also told that they would be having a lie-in in the morning so there would be no need to make breakfast.

My services were called on once during the night, for both Sir and for Madam.




In the morning I was up and on the go for 8am, with having made some tea when Madam appeared, I provided her with a cup of coffee and she sat down with me and asked if I had been alright with the weekend and also with the elements of exposure. It was a fair question and I explained that while I was very nervous (ok I was more than nervous) about the whole thing I did get a buzz from doing it. I explained that I wasn’t sure about doing it too often but I would probably be ok with the occasional bit of exposure.

We chatted for a short while and I made Alice another cup of coffee for her and a tea for John. I asked what the plan was for the day and I was told that once I was ready I could head back home and Alice and John would be back later in the day, they were going to have a bit of a trip out to a few places around Cambridge and then grab a pub lunch somewhere that John knew of.

so once Alice headed back to the bedroom I went and grabbed a shower, dressed and packed my bags to head home to wait for them to come home later on.

The weekend was far more interesting than I had expected, considering I thought that I would be at home all weekend receiving updates by whatsapp, so being involved was great and my forced exposures were nerve wracking but yes I’ll admit I did quite enjoy the element of risk to it (Poppet you have a lot to answer for!). I’ll have to see what my next set of tasks are!

A rather frustrating weekend

Posted on by Sissy billie

Earlier this month the high winds that hit the UK created some damage  to a building belonging to one of my former clients.  This guy helped me start out on my own many years ago and over the years I’ve helped him with several projects as his business has expanded, so to get a call out of the blue asking for my help and assistance saw me heading to Yorkshire the following morning.

So over the last couple of weeks I’ve found myself travelling up and back to the building that was damaged and also to attend a day of meetings and discussions at his main office near York.  

In most cases for each of these trips North, either by car or train I’ve found myself with an associated task from Madam, such as having to purchase hosiery of some form near to each location.

You may say that this is not much of a challenge but for most of these work trips I’m on a fairly tight schedule and to go and buy something I need to use my lunch break or look for very short detours as I travel to and from the meetings.  When Madam thought up that task she knew it would put pressure on me.

so last weekend found me working, not at home but on site in Yorkshire, acting as the Project lead and coordination between the Contractor, sub contractors and the Client’s factory team.  The job has been a real fast ball of “get things fixed, to get production back!” and this weekend saw the really key elements being installed.  All good stuff! job done over the weekend to have minimum impact or disturbance on the building and workers and the factory maintenance team ready to deal with the internal works as soon as the contractor was done.

It all went brilliant apart from…….Madam’s plan for me.

Madam had been briefed that I would go upto the site on Friday and be back on Sunday.  My client was sorting out accommodation at a local hotel for the 2 nights, so Madam planned to take advantage of the opportunity of me being away from her.

I was given instructions on what underwear to wear for the trip up and back, what lingerie was to sleep in and also to make sure that I had my Bluetooth headphones so that Madam could allow her cuckold husband to listen into what was happening in her boudoir on Friday and Saturday evening. 

Sounds like a plan and my twisted desire for humiliation had me very excited to undertake this challenge.

So on Friday morning I put on the first outfit allocated by madam, the black satin sissy cami and open crotch bloomers  with crotchless tights were the items stated to travel up and back in.  The rest of the items required were in my bag, packed by Madam, and I did a quick check and put “Master” and “Mistress” into the bag, so that I could do some ‘personal training’ while listening to Sir and Madam during the evenings.

The car journey up to the site was OK, I was clearly ahead of the Friday traffic and I arrived at the site at lunch time. My plan was to head to the hotel, drop my bag, change into the next proscribed outfit which was a black bodysuit and tights, add my working clothes over the top, grab a sandwich and meet the contractor on site.

However I got a call telling me to come to the site straight away.  The result was that I arrived and couldn’t change so my jacket was kept on as the lacy straps of the cami are quite large and pronounced and would probably be spotted if I had taken my jacket off. I did manage to swap my shoes and get my site boots on without anyone noticing my nylon covered feet, thankfully!

The afternoon was busy but productive and actually coming directly to site was the right option, but by 6pm I was ready to go to the accommodation, get changed and get ready for whatever Madam had planned for me for the evening.

At that point the client dropped the bomb shell, I wasn’t in the nearby hotel, I was going to be staying with him and his wife in their guest bedroom!  Bugger!

Now, my client is a great bloke and his wife is really lovely, known them both for many years, but I’m not sure that they are going to be that open minded about everything that I’m wearing under my male clothes and also the fact that my bag is full of the delights that Madam packed for me!  My first thought was “Do I have a padlock in my car, so that I can secure my bag while I’m on site.  Unfortunately the answer was no! Bugger…again!

 The next dilemma was “I don’t have anything in the bag to wear other that what I drove up in, (Shirt, tie, tweed jacket, moleskin trousers) and my site work wear.”  

At that point I needed a plan, and thankfully Madam’s earlier task of having to buy stockings and tights offered me a solution.  I made an excuse to my client and told him that I needed to check in with home and let Alice know that I wasn’t going to be at a Hotel, knowing where my client lived I told him that I would follow on once I finished calling the wife.  I got the thumbs up and he left the site leaving me to call home.
I called Alice and gave her the heads up that things were not going to plan and that I was now staying at the clients house and being hosted by him and his wife, so it would be highly unlikely that I would be able to be in a position to be dressed and practising on “Master” or “Mistress” while listening to the bedroom activities  happening 180 miles to the south!

While Madam was quite disappointed, I assured her not quite as disappointed as I was!  We finished the call with “I love you” from each of us and I then put the next part of the  new plan into play.  The supermarket that I purchased the tights from previously wasn’t too far away and as they had a clothing section I made a quick dash to it and spent a very quick trip round the clothing section looking for a polo shirt or something similar to wear.  Having found one I purchased it, removed the tags and added it to the top of my bag.
I made the 20 minute journey to my client’s house and was warmly welcomed by his wife and shown to the guest room and also where the bathroom was.  Once I was sure that she had headed down stairs I quickly changed grabbed a quick shower and put my new polo shirt on.
I got down to the living room to be asked if I wanted a beer or wine as food would be ready shortly, I declined and asked if they had a soft drink as I’m currently not drinking.  As he went to get me a drink my phone rang and I looked at it and it was Sir calling me, I gave a quick look round and answered.
“Hi John, hows it going?” I was trying to sound neutral.
“Hello billie, thought I would let you know your wife is busy on her knees doing your job…”
My client returned and handed me my soft drink and gave me a look, I wondered how loud I had the volume?
“Thats great John, Thanks for letting me know…..hope it’s going ok.”  I said tentatively

“Oh its going great, you know how good she is at sucking me…”
“Eh, yeh, I’m pretty sure that should do the job for you.”  I was being very careful with my words as my client was sat with his beer watching me.
“Well billie, I’ll keep you posted on how things go this evening, keep your phone on, I’m sure that you’ll want to know what we are upto.”
“Yea Cheers John! That will be great thanks, keep me posted on things, I’ll keep my phone on me just in case…”
and with that the call ended.
My client asked if there were problems. I don’t know if my face was red but it certainly felt like it was.  I assured him that things were fine.  I told him that the call was from a Guy that deals with a few things for me and he was sorting out a couple of jobs for me in my absence, which in the strictest sense was all quite true.
We were called to the dining table and sat down to have a very nice meal,  as the meal progressed I could feel my phone vibrate (having turned the volume down).  I knew who was sending me Whatsapp messages
but thought that it would be rude to look at them during the meal.  The conversation was very nice with my hosts and it was good to relax a little even though I was very keen to see what was coming through on the messages.
Finally with everything done, we were going to get up from the table and head to the living room, my hosts with a glass of wine each and me with a coffee, I decided to take a quick look at the messages, they were from Sir and the first was a short clip of Madam showing herself off in her Basque and stockings.  It was a bloody good job I was caged otherwise I would have been sporting a noticeable lump in the front of my trousers.  As it was I was just very very uncomfortable in my cage! 

I scrolled down and there was a couple more photos of Madam in her lingerie, nothing too rude but very suggestive and very erotic for a submissive cuckold that loves to see his wife in her lingerie and stockings!

Sir had added a few comments between pictures with the last one being “Going to the bedroom now, keep your phone on!”
I put the phone away and sat down with my coffee.  My client asked if things were alright?  “Yes, it looks like things are going well” I said a little sheepishly, “I’ll probably get a few more messages keeping me updated on progress.”  I sort of explained that if I hadn’t come up to deal with his project I would have been on site with “John” keeping an eye on his “project”.
My client expressed his gratitude for me prioritising his project over the other one.  That comment made me think as that really wasn’t the case, my relationship with Alice is always the priority, so I simply added  “Its alright, John’s got a good handle on this, he just likes keeping me updated on how things are going.”
the rest of the evening was very good with my hosts, we chatted and caught on some work news and also on some personal news, it was a very pleasant evening.
I could feel my phone starting again with messages.  I left it where it was as I knew there would no doubt be some more pictures of Alice and I didn’t want the risk of my hosts becoming more curious.  I eventually decided to call it a night as we would be on site at 7am and I did need some sleep.
I got to the bedroom and looked at my messages.  There were a couple of messages from Madam and several photos of her draped quite seductively over her bed.  The following photos are not of Madam but they are very close to the type of poses that were sent.  All very lovely and it reminds me why I’m in love and lust with her!

There was several teasing statements in the messages, both from Madam and from Sir, all of which just added to my frustration!  The final message from Madam simply said “Goodnight billie, sleep well, chat tomorrow!”

It wasn’t the easiest night to drop off to sleep but when I did it was with thoughts of my wife in her stockings!
This set the pattern for the rest of the weekend, at various times during the day and the evening there would be bursts of whatsapp messages arrive, some simply stated what Sir and Madam were upto and others had photos of Madam in various stages of dress from fully dressed down to just stockings and heels.  They both kept me fully appraised of what was happening at home!

 By the time Sunday came round we were putting the last parts of the building back in place now that the damaged structural members had been replaced.  I had received my last set of photos, which were quite vanilla, they were of Madam out in a local pub that does a good sunday carvery, but when I looked a bit closer I could see Madam had raised her skirt a little to expose her stocking tops.

By 4pm, everything was wrapped up on the site, it had gone well and despite a few glitches between the sub contractors I was ready to head home.  My client was very happy, he could get work back to full production on Monday morning and the building was back to being safe for everyone in it.  Job done, time to get on the road and to take my very frustrated body back home to my Dominant Temptress.

So, the lesson is when things mess up the plan and it no longer works, change the plan!  I think Madam very much achieved her aim of having me very frustrated and horny, it just was by the means that was originally planned.

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!

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?

An update from the Head of the Household

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From Madam Alice:

Evening everyone,

I haven’t posted a blog for a while and I thought that I had best put a few things out there on our blog.

Normally I would be spending Wednesday Evening’s either over at John’s house or having a Horse Riding Lesson, but the horse I normally ride is lame at the moment and resting and John is away with his work for 2 days.  So I’m here in the study tapping away while I have billie bring me Tea and Biscuits – at the moment I have a nice side plate with a Chocolate digestive, some shortbread and a  couple of  hobnobs, I’m afraid they won’t be going back in the biscuit tin!

Last week I was away working down at Bristol at our offices down there.  I like being part of our assurance/ audit team as it gets me to see other parts of our company and it’s really interesting to see how things are done.  However I did have hosiery envy for the week, as you may know I wear Stockings as part of my normal working dress, always have since I started work from leaving school and I’ve very rarely worn trousers for work either, so it has pretty much always been knee (or shorter)length skirt and stockings and suspenders.

Well one of the teams that I was asked to review was headed up by this very nice Asian lady, and boy did she have legs!  she wore Fishnets and while they aren’t a particular favourite of mine she really suited them and she looked amazing.  Yes the bi sexual part of me did get slightly turned on by her, it would appear that it isn’t just hubby who has a stocking fetish!.  it also wasn’t helped that the 2 other girls in the team (mid twenties is my guess) where also wearing nylons.  I have no idea how the 3 male project mangers in the team managed to concentrate!

before I go any further I just want to say that nothing happened but it was an eye opener for me to be turned on like that.  when I got home on Friday evening Billie was told to be in FF Stockings and Basque and to get straight to dealing with my week long itch with her tongue (ok it wasn’t week long – I scratched that itch a few times myself while I was away.)  I have to confess I was rather rough with billie but she didn’t seem to mind and she definitely knows how to satisfy with her tongue, I love my sissy hubby!

Other news is that we have our trip away booked for the back end of November, but billie will not be coming with us.  We were going to send her down to be with Kerri for a week but Kerri can’t get time off.  billie has been proactive and managed to fill the time with work with some of his major clients and so will have a few days on the road over that period.  he is heading back up to York and also to Newcastle.  he is also waiting to see if he can move another project into this period so he may well be quite busy while John and I are away enjoying each other.

However don’t fear, we are arranging a little bit of time away for billie and kerri in the near future so they won’t miss out on having a break away together.

I’ve been spoiling billie and I’ve purchased another chastity for the little dear.  this one will be a punishment chastity and will not replace the current small metal on that he/she currently wears.  this will be swapped over for short period wear as a punishment or even just to amuse me.  I wanted to see what it would be like for her to wear one with a urethral tube and that’s what I’ve got for her.  it will be interesting to see what happens while she is in this current frustrated drippy state when I use the strap-on while she wears the new cage and tube.  She hasn’t seen it yet, she know I have it but she’ll just have to wait to get it.

we’ve (John and I) also just bought her a new dildo, it’s the same length as John but just a little bit less girth.  we decided that she should have a new travelling companion for when she is away overnight with work and since she has been very much focused on serving John during this period of chastity we thought that we had best let her have her own training aid to make sure that she keeps fit while away.

One of the things which I am considering putting together  for when billie is away with work is a small set of training programmes/ schedules that she must do each day as part of her routine while she is away from home.

so far I am thinking of making her put on her sissy exercise out fit with tracksuit on top and go for a jog/ walk each morning at 6am.  In the evening she should do any work in a skirt and blouse and also to get her to do a period of corner time and also a period of oral and anal training with dildo’s and her plugs.

John suggested that when she is in the corner that she faces the wall and listens to some instructions from me or even the sounds of myself and john having sex.  while this does spark my interest I will probably just use the sound track from some porn and combine it with instructions from me.  I want billie to focus on what she can hear so I’ll make sure that she takes one of her hoods and the Bluetooth headphones that she has.  I think that 30-40 minutes corner time in heels and lingerie while plugged and gagged while listening to something “interesting” will do as a nice bit of training for her.

Oral training may well be done to a metronome to set a suitable time/ beat for her to suck her dildo version of her Master.  There seem to be plenty of these programmes on the internet but I’d really like on that could be set to alter the beat/ pace at different times.  As well all know when jiving a Blow Job you don’t just stick to one steady pace.  so if any one knows of a variable metronome programme let me know in the comments.

I’d also be open to suggestions or ideas for anal training for my hubby while she is away. something that would last 30 – 40 minutes and help to tire her out ready for bed.  Again anyone with ideas please put them in the comments and we can have a look at them.

I think that’s enough for now, we have plenty to look forward to over the next few weeks and I’m sure that billie will be providing updates for you.

Alice XXXX

Uncaged over the Easter Weekend – how things have changed.

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With the Easter Weekend arriving I had completed my period of Chastity and I was allowed to be released.
The rule over the weekend was that while uncaged I was not to touch myself unless it was with the specific instruction of Madam, if I did touch myself without permission then I would forfeit my opportunity to be uncaged for our holiday in August and I would remain caged all the way through to Christmas Eve.  I can report that I behaved myself and my next scheduled period of freedom will be the start of August.
Madam has asked me to explain about how things have evolved with our lovemaking when Sir is with us.  Madam has explained in a previous post that she and I do not have sex when I am uncaged, I am her husband and as such when I am granted freedom I am required to make love to her.  
There is no fucking, nothing rough, nothing vigorous or excitable, it must be tender and devoted and that is consensual and gentle.

However at Christmas a new aspect evolved.  When Sir is with us I am required to be caged but because we had Sir stay with us at Christmas and that is normally Mick and Alice time there was a slight change in the rules and conditions.  I was uncaged as per my schedule but I was required to be fully fem for the period and in similar outfits to what Alice was wearing – same type and colour of lingerie and stockings, and Christmas day found us both is sexy Mrs Claus outfits , I wasn’t to be fully submissive as the Christmas wasn’t about Madam, Sir, and sissy billie, but Alice, John and Billie. 


When it came to sex, I was told to follow the lead of Alice, the fundamental rules of our relationship were still in place but I would help Alice get ready for John, I would provide oral to both of them and help john enter her.  While they had sex I would kiss my wife and play with her breasts, what ever she wanted.  When John orgasmed in her he would with draw and have me go down on him to taste both him and my wife from his cock.  At this point I was allowed to stroke myself to ensure is was hard (which I was – it’s difficult not to be when you are uncaged and involved with my wife and her boyfriend. 
Once I had clean John and he was hard again I would be told to get between Alice’s legs and put my 5” hard penis into her used pussy, it was fully lubricated with her juices and John’s cum.  I would slip in very easily and as I entered her I would feel some lube being applied to my arse.  Alice would hold me still and we would kiss as john would then mount me.
Alice simply told me to let John fuck me and she in turn would be fucked by me.  All the time that I was getting fucked would talk dirty to me, telling me that this would now be the way that I would be allowed to fuck her, using her boyfriends cum as lubricant and my little cock  to slip about in her used pussy.
Alice can be a very dirty mouthed girl when she wants to be, when it turns her on.  I’m quite sure that her straight laced boss would faint if she realised what my wonderful wife was really like!
I can say that I certainly came first between the 3 of us, but things didn’t end until both John and Alice had achieved their orgasms.  This certainly wasn’t gentle and loving this was definitely sex between the three of us.  When we were all finished and we disentangled from each other, I went down on Alice to clean her and then to John to clean him up. We may not have been doing the FLR and cuckolding submission session but I still wanted them to know that I knew my place.  For that period we all shared the same bed.
Over the Christmas period this happened several times and when John left and we went to visit family up in Leicester,  Alice and I made love as Wife and Husband several time.  On the 30th Dec  we were back home and I was back in my cage.  Madam and billie back to normal (????? Define normal ????)
Now what I described happened again over the Easter weekend.  John came over on the Thursday night and would stay until Monday afternoon.  I would be released on Friday morning as that was the start of Easter and I would be cage free until Madam went to work on Tuesday morning.  This would again be a Alice, John and billie weekend, and Mick could appear once John left on Monday. Over the Friday to the Monday I was allowed to enter Alice 4 times, each time with John fucking me.  It’s a strange feeling being in your wife but having your efforts to fuck her being directed (physically directed) by her boyfriend.  I know that this will be very bizarre to some but wow is it an amazing feeling in so many ways!
Has the FLR made me this way, or is it the Cuckolding  or is it the periods of Chastity?  Probably all three in reality.


But there is one over riding thing, I love my wife, my Mistress, my Madam –  and boy does she have a dirty dirty mouth on her!!

Early Review and Punishment due to work commitments.

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From Madam Alice.

I’ve just conducted Billie’s weekly review a few days early this has been due to work commitments this coming weekend.

Mick has been busy trying to tie down a couple of his clients to allow him to finalise the works that they have asked for and he has finally got them all to agree to dates and times that will all slot together.  To that end I will be dropping Mick off at the train station on Thursday morning and I’ll see him back in a week’s time.  It looks like John is just going to have to keep me busy to stop me getting bored!

Thursday Evening is normally Billie’s weekly review where we consider how he has performed over the last week.  I have my book with notes and billie has his book, we review our notes and allocate Merits (yes I do give merits to my lovely submissive – as does John) and demerits.

all of the demerits are tallied up and an appropriate set of punishments are allocated.  The biggest crime that billie can do is to not record a misdemeanour in his book that I have recorded in mine, this would result in double, and occasionally triple demerit points.

So this evening billies punishments were:

 2 periods  of corner time, to be selected at random by me of a minimum of 30 minutes in heels of my choice.
a spanking of 20
and a paddling of 12.

his biggest infringement was for not getting his last blog entry about his weekend with John completed and published, it still appears to be sat in the draft pile.

So I’ve spanked and paddled his bare arse and sent him off to get me some tea with his red bottom on display.

I have also warned him that I will expect him to dressed as billie under his “Mick” clothes at all times during his time away and we will pack him off with a “few” things on Thursday when he leaves.  I’ve also told him to be prepared to get tasks while he is away to be undertaken in his spare time as we certainly don’t want him to get bored either!

And he has been told to get the blog entry finished and to produce some more during his time away.

It’s a good job that I’m here to keep him focussed!

Reader Question – what is the plan?

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From Madam Alice:

Just a short follow on post from me, after a email that we received – and we really do like hearing from our Blog readers.

what is my ultimate plan for billie?

Our relationship is on trust and we have spoken regularly about it and we talk constantly – it’s not all Bitch Mistress and Cuckold sissy, our FLR has a lot of equality in it and billie/ Mick want the FLR as much as I do.  so this relation is constantly evolving and developing.

We want to progress further with this and I would like, with Billie’s approval, to move further with his submission and increase the feminisation because over the years I have watched how one feeds the other and the whole submission package does help to balance his life and state of mind.

It also does me good to release me stresses as well, being a Mistress to billie is good for me in the same ways in that is good for him.

so what is my goal. in a few more years,  I would like to have a sissy House Wife, pretty much retired for his stressful work and focussing on keeping home and looking after my needs.  I’d like him to be more feminine and in female attire for over 90% of the time.  And I want (need him) to be a constantly involved part of my and our physical relationships.  because I love him to bits!!

I’m not sure who this sissy is (if anyone knows please let us know as she is lovely) but she is the aspiration that I have for billie, nice big breasts for a mature sissy, good controlling underwear – plenty of girdles and foundation wear, hairless, with a nice feminine hair cut or wig. nicely submissive and her clit almost constantly confined in a small chastity and still very much sexually aroused by her own submission.

Surely it isn’t too much to ask?

A Girls Weekend Away – for Alice

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From Madam Alice:

Occasionally all of the women in my family meet up for a weekend, we’ve done it for the last 10 years or so and it has always been a great break and an opportunity to catch up with my sister and my Mum.  Over the last couple of years we have been joined by my 2 nieces and it has almost breathed new life into our weekends away.

This isn’t a FLR get together, I’m sure my Mother and Sister would have kittens if they knew what my home life was in reality –  but I suspect that my oldest niece is moving her life towards a FLR type of relationship with her current boyfriend.  No, the weekend is there to catch up with things, drink wine, dance, drink wine, get pampered and primped, drink wine etc etc..you probably get the jist.

So my bag will be packed by billie on Thursday night and I’ll leave for work on Friday morning and head to the selected hotel on Friday afternoon and have an enjoyable weekend and come home on Sunday Evening.

So John will be left at a loose end this weekend.  frequently he would take this opportunity to go and visit his Kids or catch up with friends but that isn’t the case this weekend, so the arrangements are that billie will look after John in my absence.

Having discussed this with John, and I don’t want him home alone when he can do his usual weekend visit to the house and billie can make sure that he has a relaxing weekend.  I’ve left the details to John but he has told me that he wants billie to come to his office at 9am sharp on Friday so that he can give him some instructions for the weekend and also what meals he would like prepared for him over the weekend.

I’m sure the boys will have a great weekend spending some quality time together……..

Counting the Calories of a Cum Eater

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At the end of last month Madam jokingly pointed out that over the last year I had probably consumed or received more of Master’s cum than she had.

I don’t think so?  Did I?

Having the discussion we started to explore this statement

Do I give Master Oral Sex – Yes,
to completion – Yes
Have I been fucked by Master – Yes
Has he cum in me – Yes

but pretty much Master is having the vast majority of sex – quite rightly – with Madam.  I don’t have a sexual relationship with Sir, I am used to confirm my submissive position and to ensure my continued emasculation.

But that isn’t what Madam was saying.  Had I consumed or received more of Master’s Semen.  Madam pointed out that while here at home one of my main duties is to clean Madam after she has had sex/ made love/ fucked Sir, I am required to orally clean Madam so to that end I will have to lick Master’s cum from Madam’s wonderful pussy.  Therefore I am consuming a considerable amount of Master’s sperm

Also Madam does like giving Master a Blow Job, and often when I’m in attendance she will indicate for me to join her on my knees and when Sir cums she will take his load in her mouth and when he finishes she will then kiss me and pass Sir’s load for me to swallow.  Don’t get us wrong Madam will often keep Sir’s cum for her self so it isn’t every time.
So when it is put in that context then Madam is correct (as she always is!!) I do consume or receive far more of Master’s cum than she does.
There is also the fact that when I’m prostate milked or pegged and my cum drips or flow out it is often caught and either in my hand, in a glass or on a saucer then I have to consume that as well.  but Madam does point out that my cum is significantly less than Master’s – thinner and more clear and significantly less in quantity. 

So Madam has asked me to keep a running tally of my cum consumption.

Oral Direct
Oral from cleaning Madam
Oral, shared from Madam’s BJ with Sir
Sir’s fucking of me,
Anal orgasum – from penetration from Sir or Madam where I then lick my cum
Licking up after being Milked.

Madam has stated that my leaked cum will only count as half points.

Added to this Madam has found out that Semen has roughly 1 calorie per load, so we are now calling this my Calorie programme and I have to keep a note of how many calories I consume this month – I’ll let you know at the end of the month.

billie