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I started the day with the need to get cleaned up, having been used by Sir, I could appreciate why Madam would spend time soaking in the Bath on Saturday and sunday mornings.

Back into my maids outfit for the day I started to tidy up the living room and the kitchen.  We have newspapers delivered at the weekend and they are put into the mail box that we have by the gate.  so at 7.30am I minced my way to the gate to collect them.  There has been a few times when I’ve been spotted by a passing car which can be quite alarming – it’s surprising how fast I can move on 4″ heels!

Sir had his papers and coffee delivered to the bedroom and I was required to “orally wake him up”.  once he was happy that he was fully awake I was dismissed and went to get Breakfast ready for Sir when he came down at 9.30.

As per the night before I serve breakfast and stepped back to wait for any requirements from Sir.  I was directed to put on the radio and to refill the coffee.  Once I cleared the breakfast plate away Sir continued to read his paper with the coffee but also simply moved forward on his seat and undid his flys.  “Billie get a cushion and deal with this while I finish the papers.”  all very matter of fact.

Once Sir was content with my service and he had finished his paper. he withdrew from my mouth and told me to tidy up – again all very matter of factually.

The rest of the day fell into the normal type of routine that we have.  I went about my duties and with a bit of time spare went and did some paperwork while sir watch some sport.

Late in the afternoon I was summoned to the lounge.

“billie, we will be going out for a drive later, make sure your make up is at it’s very best, also wear your new skirt and blouse.  I think Alice has put some items for you in the bottom drawer. The items were bagged in the bottom drawer and were mainly one of my waist clinchers, knickers and an old pair of ankle boots, they had a 3 inch block heel.

I’ll be honest I wasn’t looking forward to this, I’ve driven fully en-femme plenty of times but I wasn’t sure what was on the cards this time.

I spent time working on the make up – this isn’t natural for me and I have to spend time applying and reapplying to make sure that I don’t get too much on and look like a really bad (and I mean really bad!) drag queen or either looking like a scary clown!  The watch phrase was “less is more”.  I dressed in the underwear, padded bra with the cheap inserts that I have, clincher holding up my opaque stockings, knickers over the top. Blouse, skirt, boots and then add a wide belt between blouse and skirt.

Jewellery added, rings, but there was no point adding the ankle chain considering the ankle boots would have hidden it. adjust the Wig and  a check in the mirror and I thought that I would pass – just!  I picked up the clutch purse and headed down stairs and back to the lounge.

I was told to fetch Alice’s Fawn rain coat, a short mac type jacket and to put it on.  Sir made it clear that I was not to button it up, and when I put it on it came to mid thigh on me and about an inch above the hem of the skirt.

Sir picked up my car keys and I was ushered out and headed to my car.  sir opened the passenger side and I tried to get in as elegantly as I could without showing my knickers, well as best you can when getting into a Skoda Fabia!

I’m sure that there will be more of this to come, but as it was the Saturday night was finished with Sir and me relaxing in the lounge and several drinks to ensure that that we slept well that night (despite a bit of a disturbance in my room at about 2am when a visitor couldn’t sleep and decided that he would wake me up with his cock!)

Last night Madam pointed out that I had promised to have finished a blog post and that it was still incomplete and that it should have been finished.

No excuse could be given, my work commitments are not considered a factor as I have allocated time during the day to do my private work, my house work and also to do some blogging.  I clearly failed in what I was meant to do.

So I was paddled for my lack of time management and I have to have the task completed by Saturday morning.

As of tomorrow morning I will be away until the following Thursday with my work, having finally managed to coral 3 jobs together. so I’ll be heading to York tomorrow to do some contract training for a small company, then to Edinburgh for Friday evening so that I can carry out an audit of a Facilities team managing some important buildings – nothing on the historic side unfortunately- but we can only get access to some parts of the building at the weekend hence being away and then another batch of training for a company in Glasgow and a quick follow up on the audit in Edinburgh.
its all a bit far from home and over a weekend but it pays the bills and helps to keep Madam and her submissive in stockings!

However back to my punishment, while I can still feel my bottom being sore that is not my main concern.  Madam has made it plain that I am only to take female underwear with me and to ensure that I am properly attired at all time.  no thick socks I can wear Opaque Knee highs over my stockings when working with my clients but not for each of my train journeys, only black stockings.

If you are travelling on the train to York tomorrow and the train to Edinburgh on Friday check out the ankles of Middle aged blokes in jackets and ties you may be surprised!

Madam has also made it clear that she will be providing me a bag with “other items” to help keep me occupied over the weekend when I am at my hotels and the B&Bs that I’m booked into.  I’ll get that bag tomorrow before getting on the train and it will have a combination padlock, I won’t get the code until I get to the first hotel.  She has also told me that I will have several tasks to occupy my evenings as well as blog entries and also to write up my work – busy busy busy!

The final part from Madam was that I will get a surprise present from her tomorrow, I have a feeling that it will be likely linked to my punishment for my tardiness.

Madam, your submissive billie humbly apologies for it’s lack of effort and will endeavour to ensure that all tasks are done to a suitable standard and to the allocated deadline.

From Madam Alice

We have had billie in his current chastity for about 5 months now and I’d like to try him with something more challenging.

Do any of our readers wear a chastity with a urethral tube for and extended period?  Any recommendations?

Having been ordered to bed I went and undressed in the guest room.  I checked the chest of drawers and found the bag marked for the night time. there was instructions, I had a quick read and then quickly went and showered and tidied my self ready for bed, having also set the alarm for 6am.

Madam had enclosed a note directing me to go and get my normal night clothes – short black satin chemise with matching French knickers, suspender belt, stockings.  It also told me to get a pair of my strappy heels to wear in bed.  In side the bag was my spandex hood with only the mouth opening and which has the padded eye mask area sewn into it.  so not just a hood but a blindfold as well.

Also included was a pair of leather wrist cuffs, our penis gag and 2 loops of rope with karabiner clips.  The note told me to loop the rope around the head board upright on each side.  we had done this many times before where Madam wanted my arms spread and secured to the top of the bed.  The note told me to add the clip to each of the ropes.

I was to dress in my night clothes add the cuffs and turn the light out, then add the hood.  the gag should be placed on the bedside table and then go to sleep.

I placed the gag on the side, fitted the roped and made sure they were even.  the bed has 4 pillows so I removed 2 and put the other 2 in the centre at the top so that the rope loops would be laid out and could be seen and used without any fumbling in the dark.

I dressed making sure that my stockings were secure and then slid the French knickers up them.  I do love sleeping in my satin outfits.  I stepped into my heels and bucked the straps around my ankles ensuring they would stay inplace during the night.

The cuffs were next and I adjusted them so that the securing D ring was on the outside of my wrist.  I sat down on the edge of the bed and switched of the bedside light and then pulled the hood into position, making sure that the eye mask area was fitted correctly and that my mouth lined up with the opening.  Now in darkness, both in the room and in my hood I lay down and pulled the bed cover over me and tried to get some sleep.

I had either dosed off or what about to fully fall asleep when I heard Master come up the stairs.  I don’t know what the time would be, I heard him walk to Madam’s room and after a short period he walk back onto the landing and I heard the door open.

There was nothing said, and I lay there waiting.  The bed cover was pulled off of me and the cooler room temperature was felt and Master got onto the bed near my head and I felt his cock being placed at my mouth opening.  I opened and Master pushed his cock in.

both sides of my head was held and Sir guided my efforts to suck him.

Master withdrew from my mouth and the pillows were moved.  Master rolled me onto my front and pulled one hand and then the next to attach the cuffs to the clips on the ropes.  Nothing had been said yet and as I gathered my breath from being face fucked my head was pulled back and the gag was forced into my mouth and buckled in place.

Master was off the bed now and I had my arse slapped, “UP!!” I raised my bum and I felt the pillows being inserted under me, holding my arse up and presenting it to Sir.  Master took hold of my knickers and pulled them down to my knees and then more gently pulled them off past my ankles.

My now exposed arse received several whacks from Sir’s hand and it certainly stung, but my cries were muffled by the gag.

Sir go onto the bed behind me and I heard the top of the KY being opened, Master must have brought that in with him.  I could hear so being applied to Master and then I felt the cold gel being applied to my crack and hole.  there was an element of rubbing in of the gel and a gelled finger being pushed into my hole.  I’m glad that I had worn the butt plug earlier but I knew it would only help so far.  the finger was withdrawn and I could feel Sir’s cock at my hole.

The pressure down onto my arse was increased and almost screamed as the cock was pushed in.  I’ve had Sir fuck me before and it always has that initial element of pain as the head of Sir’s cock pushes in.

With steady strokes he was fully in me and pinned. I hear his voice.

“sissy, you squeal in the same way as your wife when I push my cock into her arse, and she loves my cock up her bum!”

with that he started to fuck me, all the time talking,

“when was the last time you were allowed to give your wife anal sex?  8,9, 10 years ago?  you know that you are never going to put your waste of time clit in her bum hole ever again don’t you?”

“That’s it slut, you like having cock in you, don’t you?”

“Ive told Alice to make sure that when you get pegged by her that she uses a Strap on that is smaller than me, so that when I use you, you will squeal like a girl when my Girth forces your hole to open.”

and so it went on, I couldn’t reply other than to moan and squeal.

I have got to be honest over the last couple of years I have come to like being fucked, both by strap ons and also by the real thing.  Kerrie and Master are the only real cocks that have access to be and kerrie is significantly smaller than Sir.  I accepted well before Madam started her relationship with Sir that I was Bi and I knew from the way that Madam was turned on by my sexual interactions with Kerrie that Bi-Sex would become a main stay of our relationship.  Everthing that Sir said during his use of me was correct and my liking of it only added to my own internal shame and emasculation – but what a frustrating turn on!

I know that I came during the fucking as I could feel the orgasm building and the expanding wet patch on the pillows below me.  Sir continued until he came and I felt his orgasm.  He finished and rested in me and then pulled out.  I’m sure that could feel his cum starting to slide from me, it may have been the KY but either way I felt open and leaking.

He pulled the pillows out from me and the moved to my head and removed the gag – “Clean me!” and his cock was back in my mouth as I licked and sucked his cock clean.  I am really glad that I enema and douche.

he unclipped me and swatted my arse, “get some sleep, sissy, I might be back if I wake up horny..” with that the cover was thrown over me and he left the room.

I didn’t bother putting my knickers back, I pulled my pillows back to the top of the bed, one was cum soaked and went to sleep.

Master did return during the night, but for a gentler session.  this time both my wrists were clipped to one rope and Master got behind me in the spoon position and used me in that position. The gag was back in but there was no verbal humiliation this time.  I was leaking throughout and once Master finished he unclipped me  and removed the gag.  instead of his cock pushed into my mouth I was kissed and told to have coffee and the paper in his room for 8.30am and he would have breakfast at 9.30am.   with that he left and I lay there leaking front and back as I fell a sleep until my alarm.

Master arrived just after 6 and hearing the gates open, I hurried to the front door, quickly checking myself as I passed the Hall Mirror.  Sir parked his car and I opened the front door for him, bobbing a suitable curtsey for him as he entered.

“Evening billie, my bag is in the car..”  Usually Master would bring his bag in with him and drop it at the door.
“Yes sir, would you like a drink before I get your bag?
“Yes Please, I’ll have a Whisky and Soda.”
I closed the door and then went to get Master his drink.  as I served it to him he told me collect the back and put it in the Bedroom (the Master bedroom) and run a bath and let him know when it would be ready.

I quickly left to fetch the bag and then to run the bath.

I’m quite comfortable moving about outside our house while dressed.  we are at least a mile from the next set of houses and we are screened from the road by trees and the access gate is slightly offset from the house, so the chances of a sissy maid being seen by a passing car is low.

Once the bath was ready I reported to Master and he told me to present myself for inspection.  I stood in front of him, with legs straight and together and my hands behind my back I looked slightly down so that I did not establish eye contact.  Master stood up and even with my 4″ heels he was still a good 2″ taller.

“Look up billie, lets see how you have done with the makeup, Mmnn, not too bad, your not going to pass are you sissy? but it isn’t a bad effort.  Alice wants you to wear more makeup and the wigs, you are going to become more feminised, my dear little sissy cuckold.”

This wasn’t a surprise but I wasn’t expecting it to start so soon.  I expected a more gradual ramping up.

“Show me your nails?”  I presented my hands and then slipped my shoes off so that Sir could see my painted toes through my stockings.

“Nice colour, sissy, goes with your painted cocksucking lips”  this was said almost as a laugh.

He moved behind me and lifted my skirt, “nice knickers” and with a yank pulled them down “but I don’t think you’ll need them for this evening!  You’ll have duties to cover later since your lovely wife isn’t here”.  with that his hand went to the crack of my arse and one of his fingers tapped the base of the buttplug that was fitted in my sissy home.

“Did you get everything you were tasked with?”

“yes Sir, They are all in the guestroom, along with the receipts Sir”

“Good Gurl. now kneel and show me your subservience”

I knelt and undid Sir’s trousers and lowered them to the floor, he didn’t have any underpants on and I was faced with Sir’s cock.

in a quiet voice I asked if I could show my submission and emasculation by sucking his cock.  He granted permission and a took his 6″ flaccid cock into my mouth and started to lick and suck.  it started to harden and thicken and after a short period I had a full mouth of a Master’s cock.  I continued to slowly suck and Master looked down at me.

After a few minutes he made me stop and he with drew from my mouth. He stepped out of his trousers and removed his shirt dropping it on the floor next to me.

“Enough, I’ll go and have that bath now.  I want my clothes washed and Ironed ready for Monday Morning when I leave for work.  Lay out my dressing gown and unpack my bag while I have the bath.  I want dinner at 8 and don’t over do my steak…” and with that he walked naked out of the room and upto the bath.

later I was busy working on dinner and I heard Master come into the living room.  He put on some music and my guess was that he would be reading from his kindle.  He called through to me for a Glass of wine and I quickly brought it through to him and then returned to my cooking and preparations.

Just before 8pm I presented myself at the door of the lounge, curtseyed and informed Master that Dinner was ready to be served.  The table was already laid with the chips and vegetables already on the table along.  As Sir sat down I poured a glass of wine and then went to get the steak which had been resting on the side.  I plated it and served it with a small gravy jug of peppered sauce.  Master thanked me and I was dismissed.  I withdrew to the corner of the room behind Sir and waited until I was needed.

I twice topped up the wine glass and as he finished  his meal I stepped forward and cleared the plate.  I returned to clear the other bowls and then served dessert.

Once Sir had finished he told me to get everything tidied away and washed.  I was to go and get changed into the items that were in the top drawer of the dresser in the Guest room, Madam had placed them there the previous night while I was ironing her clothes and packing her bag.  I was told that I could remove my wig but I should check and re apply my make up.  I was to be back in the lounge by 9.15pm.

with the dish washer loaded and running, the table cleared and cleaned I went to get changed.  I found a bag in the drawer and opened it, inside was a long sleeved opaque body stocking with an open crotch, my black body shaper body, one of our spandex black hoods with the eyes and mouth openings and a black leather collar.  I dressed quickly and re-applied my makeup and added my shoes.  There was also a set of fingerless elbow length gloves in the bag. I added these once I was ready.  I caught look in the mirror and was the very image of a black nylon clad gimp.

I went to the lounge and found Sir stretched on the sofa with his dressing gown laying open watching the tv.  there was one of the seat cushions from one of the armchairs on the floor infront of the sofa and I was pointed to kneel there.

As I knelt he fully opened his dressing gown and placed a hand on the back of my head and pulled me to his crutch and he held his cock for me to take into my mouth.

“nice and gentle now billie, no rushing, I’ve got all night and I’m not in a rush to cum as yet, so nice and slow if you please….The only rule is that you don’t take the cock out of your mouth.”

I settled into my task, slowly licking and sucking.

I had now idea how long I was there for when the telephone rang, I looked sideways at the handset but Master spotted my look and put his hand on the back of my head and forced me down on his cock, I gagged almost immediately.

Master picked up the handset while holding my head impaled on his cock with the other hand.

“Alice! how are you my darling!  You arrived safe and sound?  Wonderful….” Master released the pressure on my head but directed that I should continue to suck, he eventually released my head and I continued under my own direction.

Master chatted to Alice for quite some time and then the conversation clearly turned to me.

“Oh billie is a bit busy at the moment to come to the phone, he has his mouth full at the minute.  Yes he does look like a gimp in his outfit.  No his makeup skills and efforts weren’t too bad actually he clearly has learned but he probably had a way to go yet.  Its alright he hasn’t made me cum yet I’m saving that for later when I fuck the shit out of the cuckold. I imaging that his little clit is drooling fluid at that thought.” and with that Master gave a little laugh. “No baby, he is doing a lovely job of keeping me aroused at the moment, it’s not up to your standards of a blowjob but as you said it will keep me ticking over until you are back on Sunday.  Yes I’m staying sunday night, You don’t think that I’d want to miss fucking your lovely married pussy and arse, do you?  besides I’m hoping you’ll be back randy and horny after your weekend away? Splendid, I’ll make sure that billie has plenty on lube on hand for us…”

The hood hid my shame as they spoke about me and also their sex life and plans.  Madam’s sex drive is high and she needs Sir to keep her satisfied and fulfilled, I help to ensure that they are both able to enjoy that requirements.  Master continued to chat for a time and then the call ended with the usual final parts of a phone call of “Love you! and see you on Sunday!” at the same time my head was forced back down fully on Master’s cock almost as a part of the final humiliation that I was not part of the conversation and that I should remember that I am the submissive in the relationship.

Sir eventually released my head and I caught my breath, Sir’s cock still in my mouth and I continued with my task.

“Ok billie, you can stop, rest for a moment.  It’s your bed time.  go and get yourself washed and bathed and make sure that you are clean (I knew what was meant – douche myself)  Alice put some bed clothes for you in the second drawer.  make sure you are in bed by 11.20 as I’ll be up to tuck you in.  If you are a good gurl you’ll get to appreciate why your Mistress loves my cock so much won’t you?”

All I could say was “Yes Sir, thank you Sir” and with that I was dismissed.

To be continued…..  

Thursday Evening saw me packing Madam’s bag for her weekend away with her Mum, sister and 2 nieces.  She gave me direction what she would need and I ensured that it all went into the bag and then loaded it into the car for her.

Friday morning saw Madam leave for work at her normal time and as I kissed her good bye and hoped that she had a good weekend, she reminded me that I had to go and see Master at his office at 9am – “Don’t be late!”.

I finished tidying up after Madam’s breakfast, checked my watcha and then went and got changed for my visit to Master’s work place.  my underwear was a white bra, white suspender with matching panties and some barely black stockings, nothing fancy or elaborate. over the top went one of my blue work shirts, a pair of dress jeans and a tweed jacket.  I also threw in a light weight jacket so that I could go shopping for the weekend groceries after my visit to Master had been finished.

Master’s office is on the northern side of Milton Keynes, on a mixed industrial estate with a mix of office buildings and small industrial units.  I managed to get their in good time and managed to park fairly close to his offices, which can be difficult at this time of the morning.  I walked into the main office at 8.55 and was met by the woman that acts as his PA/ admin clerk.

“Morning Mick, John should be free shortly he his just reviewing a software package with one of the teams.”.  Joanne, the PA, has met me a good few times from visiting Master’s work place and also from the fact that I’ve done a few bits of real work for his company – mainly audits and account reviews.  The fact that Master was doing a review could mean that I may have a bit of time to wait, but thankfully by 9.10 things had finished and Master was now free.

“Morning Mick, glad you could make it, I’ve got a few things I need you to help with and to get your opinion on, we’ll just grab a coffee each and we can crack on.  Joanne, this should take about half an hour – no disturbances while I go through a few ideas with Mick.  If anything comes in that can’t wait buzz it through on the phone, Thanks.”  and with that I was ushered into the office, with the door shutting behind me and a well oiled bolt locking the door.

“How are you billie?  is Alice all set for her weekend? ”  The change in tone was immediate, not nasty but more firm.  he had now sat down at his desk but motioned that I should stand to the side of the desk.

“I’m fine thank you Sir,  yes her bag was packed and I think that she is looking forward to seeing the girls” (our nieces).

“Good, now first things first, you are still caged – Yes?”

“Yes Sir”

“Good show me!”

I removed my jacket and opened my shirt and dropped my trousers, I was now red faced as I lowered my panties to show my wife’s lover that I was still caged in the chastity device.

“Disappointing billie, why are you wearing white underwear?”

“I thought that it would be alright to wear while I went shopping….”

“Black! you should wear black lingerie, shouldn’t you?”

“Yes Sir, sorry sir..”

“Its alright, I’ll deal with that this evening.  Now this weekend Alice has kindly offered me to use her house and her submissive, Yes?”  I nodded “so put your clothes back on and sit down and we will discuss what the plan for the weekend will be.”

Having sat down I opened my note book and started to write Master’s instructions.

Master would arrive at “His” weekend residence at 6 pm, the maid would be expected to meet him at the door and collect his bag.  The maid should be in her short French Maid uniform with appropriate underwear (I made sure that it was all black!) and that I should also be plugged with one of my metal jewelled plugs.

Master made it clear that I was to make sure that I wore a wig and make up for the whole weekend.  he would tell me when I could go without the wig.

He would like a Steak for dinner that night with a bottle of red wine and would like to eat at 8pm.  I was free to choice what type of steak when I went shopping. Master made it clear that he would be dining alone but he would require the maid to be on hand to top up the wine etc.

He “suggested” that I should consider either a soup or a salad for my evening meal.

I noted it all into my book.

I was told not to bother with anything for Saturday night as he would order a take-away for us both.  but I was to collect an upto date menu from the Chinese that delivers in our area today. I nodded and waited for the next instruction.  Sunday dinner would be on Sunday evening once Alice got back and Master would be staying Sunday night, so I should do a traditional roast for her and Master.

“Now billie while you are out shopping, today I want you to treat yourself.  I want you to go and purchase the following:”

   2 x lipsticks, of different shades of red.
   lip liner
   lip gloss
   eye liner
   mascara
   2 x eye shadow, of different colours
   3 x colours of nail varnish – a black/ blue and 2 types of red.

any other cosmetics you might want such as foundation and also the means to remove the make up and nail polish.

   A small bottle of cheap perfume
   some costume jewellery – one being a choker and some rings
   a silver ankle chain

   2 x light white blouses
   A short skirt – ideally leather or vinyl PVC and it should be above the knee
   a small black clutch purse.
  a new pair of 60 denier black Opaque stockings

“So billie, a bit of retail therapy for you, I don’t care if you go high end or charity shop for these item, but I want you to purchase all of the items and have receipts for them.  you may already have some of the make up but purchase new and again have the receipts for them.   You can put all of your purchases in the guest bedroom for the weekend as that is where you will be sleeping.”

“I want you fully made up when I arrive and that means fingers and toe nails painted matching colours. you can wear your anklet and some of the perfume. you can also wear the “sissy” choker that I got you for Christmas, that should be quite appropriate for you, don’t you think?”

“Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”

“I think that’s enough, you have shopping and groceries to get, a busy morning I think.  Oh one last thing, take your socks off and give them to me.”

Master knew that I would now have to do all my shopping with no cover to my socking clad ankles.  I passed the socks over and replaced my shoes. and with that I was show to the door and as it opened we were back to being John and Mick.  I was waved on my way and I headed to the car mentally working out where to go to start the shopping.

Part of me thought that I should go over to Bedford to do the shopping as it is a bit further from home and that there would be less potential embarrassment and also the potential of being recognised.  I stopped for a moment and then thought about it.  I don’t do a lot of shopping in Milton Keynes and also I don’t have a big social circle locally to accidently encounter in Milton Keynes.  most of my social group are people that I know via work and the rest are in my home areas of Leicester and down in Kent.  so it was a case of sod it lets go sissy shopping in Milton Keynes.

My first choice was to head to the centre of town and get the make up, where does Madam go for make up, well it would be Boots and Debenhams.  but as I parked up and headed to the shops I noticed Superdrug and had a quick look inside and found that it had everything that I would need.

While I noticed that I was get a few strange looks from staff and customers as this “man” was picking out make up, they looked less worded as I consulted my list – clearly I was a henpecked husband doing my wife’s shopping or so it may appeared.  one of the girls came over just as I was finishing “can I help?”
“Eh, Oh yes please, I need to find some foundation.”

“Ok they are just here, what skin type is she?”

“I say very similar to mine”  probably the one statement that may give me away.

The young lady didn’t flinch and simply and professionally continued and pointed out what they had and explained the pros and cons of each type.  once I had the information I made a selection and picked up some nail polish remover and some sponges and cotton pads and followed her to pay for my items, making sure that I had a fully itemised receipt.

I decided to head to one of the several charity shops to try and find my clothing items.  my first 2 shops didn’t have suitable things in my size but did have a  good selection of cheap costume jewellery and allowed me to pick up a couple of rings with sparking cut glass while not being too much of a “Liberace” moment.  I then headed to Debenhams to pick up the stockings.

Leaving there I came out and found the Age UK chartity shop and that was a real gold mine.  I managed to find light white blouse, which was quite thin and also a white satin blouse, both in my size of 18.

a casting eye also spotted a section of pvc/ faux leater.  a quick rummage and bingo! a size 16 faux leather skirt, it looked about the right length and at £8 I wasn’t going to argue.  on the way to the till I saw a batch of handbags and clutches, one was a black suede clutch bag, a little bigger than Madam would have chosen but I wasn’t going to miss it to go looking else where.  so my purchases along with a couple more items of cheap jewellery I was £40 lighter but I had everything apart from the ankle chain.

a high street jewellers provided a plain thin silver chain that would be just the trick.  with the purchases complete it was of to do the food shopping and I was back home for 1pm.

I now had to put my purchase away in the guest room across the landing from Mistress’s Bedroom.  The clothes were hung up  in the wardrobe and the make up was laid out on the dresser infront of the window.  I returned to the kitchen and put the groceries away and did some food prep ready for the evening, preparing Master’s meal and also to prepare something for me.

With things all complete I now turned to get myself ready as I felt that there would be a lot more things to get ready with.

I’ve have to be really honest, I do wear some make up regularly  at Madam’s instruction I will wear some light make up, it was clear that I would be required to wear a lot more than normal, so it would take a lot more time and a lot more effort to get ready.

An enema followed by a shower and very close face shave were the first orders of the preparation.

wrapped in a towel I then sat down to prepare, a wig stocking covered my hair.  Apply the foundation and paint toes and finger nails a rather bright red polish.

then the biggest issue for me would be getting the eye liner on without poking my eye out!  it took me a few goes and then the Mascara followed by the eye shadow which was a real disaster on the first attempt so off it came and reapplied.

The lips were a major problem so I took time to use the lip liner to create the edge to my lip out line.  lipstick was added, removed, reapplied, removed and finally reapplied! and then the lip gloss to help seal it on.

Lastly was one of my wigs, these are not the best quality and Madam has said that in the future we will get more serious about getting better quality or professional wigs for me to wear on a more long term basis.  but for this occasion I went for a short black bob wig.

all of this took me to about 4.30 pm so I went to get dressed for the evening with basque, stockings panties, the velvet choker.  I added the ankle chain and inserted my butt plug and then put on my maids uniform with its underskirts that pushed out the skirt, exposing my stocking tops.

A quick check in the mirror, I was still a beta sissy in a French maids dress but I was clearly not a male.  the make up and wig had changed my appearance and while I would not be female or even a drag act, I was clearly a feminised beta male.  Master had clearly made me achieve his aim of continuing my emasculation.

It would now be a case of waiting to find out what the rest of the weekend would hold for me.

Afternoon Folk, we are still alive and we are still blogging – even after a few issues that appeared over the last couple of weeks.

we’ve now been formally blogging for about 18 months – 12 months on word press and 6 months here on blogger.  We like it, we both enjoy adding our stories and our rants and mad thoughts out into the cyber world for people to read, look at, comment about or to just ignore.

we’ve been using online pages for a while – over 10 years, probably starting with Yahoo Groups many years ago, then onto Flickr and then playing with a few other platforms until we decided to take the plunge and go to a proper blog.  we also rationalised some of the other site that we used and went for Pintrest for photos and image interests/ collections and Tumblr as quick short blog type (short phrases or one liners) with an image.

All was great until Pinterest started to suspend our account and with a bit of a purge (downloading images) we got the account back and running.  Then we had the WordPress issue, which I have ranted about previously, I’m sure that it wasn’t all about the content but more about getting us to move to a pay site.  I’m even more convinced about this now having spoken to several other bloggers with “Adult” or NSFW blogs that were forced into the same position, even after significant content and log purges, one friend went so far as to remove all content and replace with blog entries with pictures of cats and the headlines from the local news paper as a test and still found the suspended blog deleted.

All very frustrating.

Then there was the Tumblr purge of NSFW content, that was a panic to get the blog entries off and the move to another site, we went for Bdsmlr, it was just developing and while it has a few teeth problems it is getting better – it will do as a home for the moment.  we stil have our Tumblr page but it is mainly for keeping contact with some of the people that I talk with via their messenger system – if they haven’t been deleted, we remain under threat to be deleted from Tumblr but we will see what happens next.

So far Blogger has been OK to us apart from being contacted about one of our images that was used in a post and at that point we became nervous but it turned out it was an individual that wanted a image removed due to copyright – not a problem a quick edit and everyone seems happy.

however that little scare has made us just take a moment to stop and look at what we are doing.

while we have several public boards on Pintrest we now have more that are hidden
We are more careful about what we put on Bdsmlr, mainly doing shares and also going for art work images, I’m sure that we will get back to posting good and full range of images with short sharp statements in the near future but we want to make sure that this almost “inquisition” type of crusade against adult blogs and pages has settled down.

We have also been looking at identifying a platform that will support out type of blog – we aren’t going as Blogger seems to be happy with us here at the moment but it is just in case we need a bolt hole.  but if things do change we will let people Know what we are upto –  so that is my cyber frustrations.

My physical frustrations are a bit more “pressing”.  I’ve been in chastity since before the new year and I still have a month to go before my next release.  I’m very much at the “drippy” stage and even the vibrations from hoovering the bloody lounge can set me off (and the fact that I’m doing it in a French maids uniform and stockings???!!!!

However Madam does set me a daily task and this is where I use Pintrest, Tumblr & bdsmlr, I must find 10 images – JPEG or Gif that either turn me on or would turn Madam on.  I need to be able to explain why I chose them or what the reason is that makes them a turn on or makes them of interest.  If Madam feels that I have not be good enough in my selections then I will have entries put in my punishment book to be reviewed on Thursday night at my weekly performance review in Madam’s Study.

Madam sets this task to ensure that I am kept horney and frustrated as it does turn her on to see me struggling with my chastity.

a sample of todays selections is below:

so I wonder if this sample will stop me from being punished, it certainly doesn’t stop me from dripping.

Oh well, it’s just a frustration.

Regards

billie

This week will be a busy period as I will be made to be reminded and admit where I am in my relationship with Madam.

This started on Friday evening when Sir arrived at 6pm.

Greeting Sir at the door and welcoming him to Madam’s Home, bobbing a curtsey and showing him to the lounge and to Madam.

I knelt and complied, Madam sat on the sofa watching me, smiling.  I undid Master’s trousers and found that he was “commando” underneath and was now staring directly at his cock.

my wife then spoke “go on dear, take it in your mouth and show me and John your submission.”  it wasn’t a command or an order, it was a gentle statement and I complied.

I gentle touched Master’s cock and took it into my mouth and started to suck on it, my hand started to stroke.  “No dear, mouth only, no hands”

“that’s it billie, you heard your Mistress, just your mouth to get me hard”.

I started to suck and lick the cock that was now starting to grow and swell.  Madam had moved forward and was leaning forward watching me. “that’s it dear, get it good and hard, and work it.  Johns had a busy week and he needs you to show your submission and to help him relax”

At Madam’s comments I realised that this wouldn’t just be a case of fluffing Sir, I would be expected to work this through to completion.

Madam watched me carry out my cuckold duty to my Master, encouraging me where necessary and Master added his comments about how I was ideally suited to this role.  how it pleased both Madam and him that I understood my purpose to make Madam happy and to support her in our Marriage.  As things progressed and my shame grew Madam’s comments move onto how I was clearly turned on as there was drips coming from my cage.

Yes there is shame but it is a real turn on emasculating myself and in turn knowing that I am turning on my Mistress. – Confusing isn’t it?

as things started to build with Master he started to increase his pace in my mouth and a set of hands were placed on my head, not Sir’s but Madam’s.

“Good boy, suck him, make John cum! suck him harder….” and on it went until he held my head still and then came in my mouth.

“Swallow all of it husband, show my lover that you are grateful for his gift, swallow all of it down” and I did as Madam instructed.

“Good gurl, well done billie, you are quite an accomplished cock sucker aren’t?

“Yes Sir, thank you Sir” was all I could say.

and as I looked up Madam and Sir were sharing a kiss.

“Ok Billie, gather up your clothes and go and get tidied up and dressed, you may want to reapply some lipstick dear.” and with that I was dismissed to sort myself out before starting my normal weekend duties serving Madam and her lover in our cuckold household and relationship.

 

So after an unexpected Christmas where I was unlocked during Master’s stay and then I continued to be unlocked during our visit to Madam’s Family I was back into Chastity for New Year’s Eve.

My next formal unlocking will now be Easter weekend, Madam has highlighted it on the Kitchen Calendar.

Christmas was unusual this year as it is normally a time that is Mick and Alice time, Madam’s Boyfriend normally goes and has the festive break with his Daughters and we normally catch up with him at New Year.

How ever this year his ex wife wanted to spend Christmas with the Daughters and so John was “at a loose end” for Christmas.  It would have been wrong to have made him spend the 3 days (Christmas eve, Christmas day and Boxing Day) on his own so he was invited to join us.  when I made the suggestion I knew that it would probably have meant that I would have had my period in the chastity extended until after Christmas but I was sure that I could manage a few extra days.

The surprise was that Madam unlocked me on Christmas Eve Morning.  Now I had a bit of a panic as John has a set of rules and that are that I must be in Chastity when he comes to visit or when Madam is with him.

These few days would be different as it was my planned unlocking and that he would be a guest I would be unlocked but I was to spend the duration as billie, but the difference would be that we, Madam and I or more to the point Alice and billie would host John.  I would be en-femme for the duration and generally I would wear a outfit similar if not the same as Madam.

The only rule was that I could not tough my penis with out permission from John or Alice.

Madam had done some shopping before Christmas for us.  So on Christmas eve we had matching short pleated tartan skirts  and crème blouses, while Madam directed that I should go and pick out a Matched set of black bra, suspenders and panties, and we had matched lace top stockings.

Christmas day had us both wearing waspies, 1/4 cup bras and no nickers with seamed stockings and she had purchased 2 novelty sexy Mrs Claus outfits.

Boxing day found us in Basques, opaque stockings and blouses and a knee length skater skirt.  while we spent the bulk of the day knickerless, I was given a pair of shape wear knickers to wear for the late afternoon as we went out for a walk in one of the local woods near us that has quite a few paths and tracks.  a bit nerve wracking for me but the time did mean that with darkness coming there wasn’t any other walkers and no one saw a rather self conscious sissy on the arm of her Master and Mistress.

There was a lot of fun over the festive period and I will look at writing it up shortly.

PS

I did get to cum, but under very specific conditions which I’ll explain later.

billie