My Madam's FLR

 From Madam Alice

The title of this post may well have caught your eye, it comes from several emails and Direct Messages that we get via the blog site or other social media sites/ profiles.  Both billie and myself enjoy getting comments and feed back from the posts that we create and as for some of the emails they help to spark my imagination when I think up plans for some of our activities that we do, which in turn helps to create the posts that we write – no we don’t do requests.

Quite a few of the emails will come with a question or with something that an individual wants to ask but doesn’t want to put into the open forum or comments, and that is fine by us.  We may choose to answer back by email or DM, or as in this case create a blog post with the answer. 

A question that appears quite regularly is about the state of our Marriage and if I am punishing billie for being a bad husband/ misogynist/ wife beater/ adulterer etc.

The simple answer is NO, I am not punishing billie. He has never done anything wrong to me, except perhaps try too hard to please me.  I could not ask for a better husband, partner and lover.

He has never raised his fist against me and only on a very rare occasion has he raised his voice- and when he does it is normally with good cause, in that respect he is very good at being my conscience when I’m about to do something that I might regret.

To the very best of my knowledge he has not been unfaithful to me – now that may sound really strange considering the relationship that we have with John, Carol and kerri, but if you follow the blog you know that all of these relationships involve both of us, together.

So, there is no punishment in the relationship.  Yes we do spanking and a bit of whipping and paddling, but that is consensual between both of us, it is a kink.

Our whole FLR is a mix of kink, consensual empowerment, consensual submission, a formal structure to help protect my husband from his destructive self and most important to ensure that we have strong relationship.  It works for us and as such we both contribute into it and feed from it.

If billie came to me and said he wanted this to stop then it would stop because it cannot work without both of us being willing partners to this.  And that is the important part, if I was punishing billie and forcing him to be the submissive, forcing the humiliations on him then it simply would not be a FLR – a Female Lead Relationship.  I would not be leading, I would be forcing, and it would not be a real relationship.

The real headline is that I don’t hate my husband, I love him so very much and he is my equal and partner.  My Dominance is balanced by his submission.

Hopefully that answers the question.

 Last week saw everyone having a busy week with work.  I had a couple of days on the road and a short trip into London for an afternoon to meet up with one of my work contacts to give him a brief on one of my recent jobs. but each evening had me back home.

Alice on the other hand was away for 3 days at a workshop  at her head office in London, her company arranged hotel accommodation as it worked out cheaper than everyone travelling back and forth from their homes and losing part of their working day.

While she was in London she took the opportunity to do some shopping and one of the items that she picked up was a present for me.  

I wasn’t aware of this gift until Sunday afternoon when Madam told me to join her in her bedroom and I was presented with a long glittery box with a ribbon closure.  I was told to open it.

Inside was a new black dildo, complete with a set of balls and a suction base.  I lifted it out and immediately realised that this was certainly thicker in girth than the other ones.

Madam pointed out that this one was 9 inches in length and to use her phrase “a bit thicker for you.”  the other concerning thing that I noticed was that it has a lot more ridges, lumps and bumps.

The new present next to my foot for size

Madam pointed out that the new toy would also fit in her strap on harness and that it was her plan to try it out later that evening, once Sir had gone home.

• Yes it is bigger that my other toys.
• Yes the ridges and bumps to add to the feel as it goes in and out of my hole.
• It does make me gasp, especially once it is all in.
• The last 3 inches are thicker and I needed to go very slow with that part as it does stretch me out.
• You know when you get to the bottom 3″ as I can feel that slight insert/kink in the length and it gets more difficult and uncomfortable from that point onwards.

So after a bit of work and plenty of lube I could take the full length of my new friend, but the last 3″ were definitely not taken at any sort of pace.

Having had a bit of fun training with my new toy, I thought that I would be ready for the evening’s activity with Madam.  Well that is not quite the way that it went.

Madam’s strap on is a 7″ smooth anal dildo that she has added a textured cock sheath to increase it to 8″ and to increase the girth.  This is the toy that Madam likes using on me and from my point of view it is a good and fun toy.

 However, as you can see from the photo, there is a slight difference in length and definitely a difference in the girth. Madam informed me that her reason for selecting this toy when she shopped was having seen all the lumps and bumps on the monster dildo that Poppet Subslut has –  the tentacle – Poppet’s double stuffing

Thankfully Madam didn’t decide to copy everything as the Tentacle would split me in two – and don’t listen to Poppet when she says that that beast is easy to take, as my dear friend is such a size queen!

As it was Madam had fitted the new toy onto the harness and I was told to apply some KY to my sissy hole and to lean over the end of the bed.

I asked Madam if she would go easy at the start as the last 3″ may cause me a problem, Madam’s reply was that she wanted to see how well I would cope with the extra girth and what type of noises she would get out of me!

Well, Madam wasn’t gentle and I squealed quite a lot when the lower part of the dildo is pushed in and out of my hole repeatedly at a number of different paces.  Also it had me leaking quite a bit once Madam go into her stride!

Madam continued to fuck me for about 45 minutes, in a number of different positions.  All with the same results, the first 6 inches were easy to take and all of the bumps and ridges played havoc with my prostate, but the girth of the lower part certainly had me stretched, and there was times when Madam was quite relentless in the abuse and stretching of me.

On my weekly review night on Thursday the 19th October I stood before Madam’s desk, having given my report on the things that I considered that Madam needed to know where my performance had been less than the high standards that she expects or that I wanted to achieve.

As normal Madam noted down where I had picked things up that she had not.  Madam then informed of the points that she had picked up and then she informed of what punishments/ corrections would be allocated.  I acknowledged my shortfalls and my punishments were fully justified and appropriate.  20 hand spankings, 12 with the paddle and 20 minutes corner time.

As I finished my corner time, having stood there for 20 minutes with my knickers slowly dropping from my knees to ankles and having held the rear of my skirt up while Madam sat at her desk  doing what ever Madam normally did when I stood in my punishment corner with my nose to the wall, Madam ordered me to pull up my knickers and to stand in front of her desk again.

“You’ve had quite a few emails from 2 of your friends this week haven’t you?”

“Yes Madam”

Madam has full access to my gmail account and often has a look to see what I’m unto and to make sure that I was replying to emails  in a timely fashion.

“You and your little tart friend have been getting quite carried away with each other from what I can see, judging from your reply’s to each other, you have been getting quite excited with each other’s replies.  Is this the case?”

“Yes Madam, sorry Madam.”

“I don’t mind too much, but you didn’t bring this to my attention, did you Dear? and you didn’t put this in your report book either to discuss this evening, Did you?”

“No Madam, Sorry Madam”

“Well we’ll have make sure you pay a penance for such misbehaviour.  I’ll give it a thought and we’ll deal with this at the weekend, now off you go and get on with your chores.”

I was dismissed and headed to the kitchen to deal with the dishes from the evening meal.

The thing that had me thinking was that as the punishment was being deferred to the weekend I made the assumption that Madam would get Sir to administer what ever the punishment would be.

Saturday morning found things as busy as normal, Sir had come over as usual on the Friday evening, everyone was up for a breakfast downstairs at the dining table.  Sir had to go into work for the morning as his company is preparing for a new contract so he wanted to check that things were ready for the start on Monday.  He would be back later in the afternoon and his plan was to take Madam out for a few drinks that evening.  

As Sir left, I cleared the table, still trying to think when I would be getting my punishment from him.  My best guess would be that it probably be done just before they went out this evening, probably so that I would have to drive the car with a sore bottom as I drop them off at the pub of their choice.

With the table cleared and the few plates washed, I was starting to put the last few things back in the cupboard when Madam casually asked if I was currently plugged?

“No Madam, not at the moment”.

“That’s fine, go pop one of your metal plugs in and take off the skirt and blouse and and join me in the lounge.”

Well, with that type of offer you don’t hang around!

when I returned Madam was just positioning one of the dining chairs in the middle of the room facing the TV and she indicated for me to come and sit down.  Just as I was about to sit she stopped me and told me to take off my panties.

As I sat down Madam pulled up another chair and placed it next to me and she sat down next to me.

“Now, we are going to have a little bit of Mistress and sissy fun since John is going to be away for a little while.  I’m going to let you out of your cage, but there are 2 rules you must not touch yourself and you are not to cum.  If you start to get close to cumming you must tell me. Do you understand?”

I nodded quickly and gave a verbal – Yes Madam!

Madam leaned forward kissed me and produced the key to my cage.  (I had managed to get the key back from Sir the previous weekend after it had been passed to him prior to our holiday.)

Madam unlocked the cage and carefully removed my little clit from the caged and pushed it back a little so that the back ring could also be removed.

Madam was starting to fondle my clittie and leaned in again and gave me another kiss, longer this time and slowly worked her tongue into my mouth.  The kiss was held between us and she continued to play with my small penis which was slowly starting to have the life brought back into it.

“I thought we would look at some of our holiday photos together.”  with that she picked up the TV remote and pressed the source button and then scrolled down to USB.  Four file folders appeared on the screen each numbered. She selected file 1 and then the thumbnails started to appear but she pressed menu and selected slideshow.

The screen filled with a picture of Alice posing next to the car at the Euro Tunnel terminal in her skirt and blouse.

“Do you remember what colour knickers I was wearing Dear?”

“You weren’t wearing any Madam.”

Madam was slowly stroking me, starting to bring life back into my clittie and allowing it to slowly increase in size .

The next image came up and it was of me in my satin and tights travelling underwear.

“Ooh, I do love that outfit on you, very sissy and very submissive”, she leaned in and whispered”I just love the way your chastity is so exposed and your hole is so available.”

“what did I do to you when we got to the hotel that evening?”

She had increased the pace on my slightly firm little penis.

“fucked me Madam.”

“What were you wearing?  how did I fuck you?  Tell me Dear?”

“I was wearing that underwear, Madam, You fucked me with your strap on.”

“Yes I did, didn’t I, you do moan like a girl when you are fucked in your sissy hole, don’t you dear?”

I answered yes and Madam kept the grip on my clit but slowed the pace back down again.  The photo now changed to one of Madam wearing a bra, suspender belt with stockings and her strap on.

The questions began again, all while Madam continued to stroke and wank my clit.  The questions would range from what are you wearing and more humiliating questions “You don’t look very Manly in that photo in a pink baby doll do you dear?  What do you look like? Yes dear very much the sissy”

Photo change, “Oh look Dear, its you practising cock sucking on the dildo, isn’t it?  How many Blow Jobs did you have to give John to get the chastity key back? that’s right 6, one for everyday we were away.”

Madam’s hand pressure and pace went up a gear, particularly when she was asking the humiliating questions.

The photos kept changing every 30 seconds and Madam kept up the barrage of questions and humiliations.

At one point I moved my arms and hands “No dear, put them back, remember no touching.  Leave it to me I know what I’m doing, Besides this is good quality intimacy between wife and husband, Mistress and her submissive, isn’t it?”

I put my arms back and started to close my eyes and she kept the pace up on my now swollen little clittie.

“No, No, No, keep you eyes open and on the screen”

We were going back through the images again and I could start to feel things building.

“Madam, I’m getting ready….”

she slowed the pace and loosened the pressure.

She pressed pause and let me calm just a little.  As things started to subside, she pressed play again and and we were off again.  The same cycle of verbal humiliations and questions, building up the arousal and then easing back.

We had gone through the pack of photos probably about 3 times when she stopped and decided that we should pick something different.

File 2 were photos of women with well endowed men. as I found out mixed in with these were the occasional photo of Madam with Sir.  These sets of photos brought lots of humiliating questions about why I was cuckolded, why it was important for Madam to have a suitable and capable lover, and so on and so on. 

Again Madam continued with the humiliating questions or statements as she skilfully continued to edge me.  Depending on the photo it might be a fast pace or slow, tight pressure or light pressure.  

These photos tended to result in comparison of size, girth and strength of erection.  all things that I didn’t have, but she continued to wank me, increasing my humiliation and that in its self may well have been sustaining my poor effort to try and be hard.

We went through this photo set a couple of times and on a couple of occasions Madam had to stop or slow down so that I didn’t cum.

Madam moved on to the 3rd folder of pictures.  These were a real mix of photos, some where lingerie photos, some just panties, some about cuckolding.  Again Madam continued the verbal humiliation questions all the time stroking at me.  I realised that these were all photos that a friend had emailed to me over the last couple of months, (S)he finds interesting images or images that she thinks I would like and adds them to the emails, as a way of keeping my morale up.  Here I was sat in a chair now being ever so erotically tortured by them.

We had been going now for well over an hour and I was desperate to orgasm, I don’t now how many times I had come close, each time Madam backed off just enough.  My clittie wasn’t anywhere near as firm as it had been before and it was starting to become a little bit sore with the constant friction.

Madam decided to select file 4.

“Oh you’re going to love this set, it’s from your tarty friend, she does like having fantasies involving you doesn’t she?  I wonder if Kerri should know?”  and with that the slide show starts.

I tell Madam that I do keep kerri updated to my emails, to which Madam told me that she knows and she was just teasing me.

As the photos appeared Madam continued her working of my clittie, always giving a commentary and asking questions.

“You like this photo, don’t you? I know you do? Its the stockings and basque, isn’t it?”

“The sissy looks like butter would melt when you see the top half, but where did she say she wanted your tongue? Oh yes, deep in here arse…”

On and on, as the next orgasm started to build, I let Madam know and she slowed.  I asked if we could finish or if she could use some lube on my clittie and her hand?

“Sorry dear, you’ve not seen all of the photos in this set yet, and as for some lube, I don’t think so.  I think we can go again you seemed to have calmed down again.”

And once more my tormentor started her verbal and physical assault on me.  The edging was now starting to mess with me in a big way and my poor clit felt that it was being rubbed raw.  I nearly came 3 more times and each time I started to beg more for either for Madam to stop or to use some lubricant.

The photos where now on the 3 showing and Madam told me to start to beg her to stop, all while still wanking my little sore penis.

” Please Madam, please will you stop?”

“Please Madam!”

“alright but it will cost you.  You have a choice you go back into chastity until Christmas and John keeps the key or you go into chastity until the end of January and miss out on being released during our time together and when Carol and kerri visit before new year?”

Madam was still abusing my clittie.  The choice was a no-brainer, Chastity to Christmas.

“Chastity to Christmas please Madam.”

“Beg and ask for all of it?”

“Please Madam, would you please lock your submissive back in chastity until Christmas and give the key to Sir, Please Madam?”

“Agreed, you obviously don’t want to miss out on Christmas treats do you dear?” She was chuckling at that.

She was right, regularly I get unlocked at Christmas for a few days and also we have invited Carol and kerri to come and stay with us for New Year, and I have a bit of a hope that I might be allowed to be uncaged while they visit. 

She stopped and told me to stay seated and not to touch anything.  She stood up and walked out of the room.  I spent my time catching my breath and just calming down.

She came back with a bowl of water, a cloth and some cream.  I was given a bit of a clean up as while I didn’t orgasm there was a bit of leakage.  Madam applied some cooling cream to the red skin, which helped really quickly.

Madam told me to come and join her on the couch and we had a bit of time kissing and cuddling together.  I was told that I could stay uncaged until 2pm and then I would be back in chastity – in the small cobra until tomorrow when Madam would do a check on the skin and if things looked alright I would be back into the Nano cage again – until Christmas.

Madam pointed out that she would do another check on my skin on Monday and all being well I would be expected to go to Sir’s work and drop off the key.

“Oh by the way, to get the key back for Christmas you’ll need to arrange popping over to visit John each week and earn the key back.  I think you know how to do that, don’t you billie?”

“Yes Madam.” 

 We recently went on a long over due break.  Madam and myself realised that we hadn’t had a holiday for over 3 years.  With all the turmoil that I’ve had this year it dawned on us that we just needed a short break for just the 2 of us.

We decided that we would take a short trip to Northern France.  the plan was to go for 7 days but fate intervened and we ended up with 6 days, none the less it was a lovely break and the addition of an Indian Summer meant that we generally had some lovely weather.

The break was just going to be myself and Madam, Sir would be back in the UK and probably making the most of the rest from Madam’s demands on him.

Madam did all the planning and bookings for the trip.  I just had to book the crossing via the Channel Tunnel, which we have never used before.

However things were not going to be plain sailing for me.  I was required to travel caged and also wearing suitably sissy lingerie.  Sir set the requirements on what I had to wear when travelling to and from the UK.

I was to wear my short black satin cami top with it’s sissy bows, satin open crotch bloomers and my open crotch tights.  Sir’s view was that if stopped by customs it would help to explain why I was in a chastity cage.

To add to my woes, Madam explained that I would be in my smallest chastity cage for the duration of the trip, and that there would be no point asking to be released as she had left the key back in the UK and also she had given it to Sir to hold on her behalf.  Madam also made me pack a separate bag with my lingerie, shoes and also some of the toys she wanted to bring with us.  One of which was her Strap On, it was made clear that this should be the last item to be added to the bag and should be clearly visible when the bag was opened.  

I got the distinct feeling that Sir and Madam were hoping that we got checked by customs!!

The plan had been to spend each day travelling and sight seeing at various towns and sites across northern France staying somewhere different each night and at the weekend pay a visit to one of Madam’s old Friends who now lived in France and who we had not seen for about 15 years.

Before meeting with old friends we stayed at a small french manor house, on the edge of a village.  The place was really nice and the owners could not have been more helpful and the stay was fantastic.  

While there Madam presented me with a new outfit for me to wear when going to bed.  A completely pink outfit of Pink suspender tights, 1/4 cup bra, open crotch knickers, open back sissy knickers and a pink babydoll.

Madam bought it especially so that I could feel extra submissive each night as we went to bed and she would make me position myself so that she could have full access to me for her cock.  So each night of our holiday (and often in the morning as well)  there was the sound of sex coming from our room/ apartment/ chalet.  

 From Madam Alice

I hope everyone is keeping well.  I have a request that somebody may be able to help with.  

A few weeks ago billie showed me a couple of photos as part of the daily tasks that I set him.  These photos where part of a set and I have to say I was immediately taken with them.  I’ve attached them below.

while I think the lady is gorgeous and sexy, the thing which billie highlighted and I have to agree is her sheer top and sheer trousers, they look fabulous and I must say very sexy.

Well, we have been looking across the internet for something similar but to no avail.  We can get sheer Tops and sheer trousers but none are like these, particularly the Trousers – the fact that they are gathered in/elasticated seems to be the part that is difficult to find.

Part of me wants to get a set for billie and the other greedy part of me wants a set for myself.

Does anyone know where we can get a set – Ideally in the UK or Europe at a push?

My wicked sense of humour even goes so far as to get a white sheer blouse for billie and pair with black sheer trousers and make that his new chauffeur outfit, just pair it with his blazer and tie. (I have a feeling that would appeal to Poppet – Yes I know about your efforts to try and encouraging my husband to be a shameless exhabitionist like you!)

If you don’t know where we could find such an outfit but want to make a general comment on the outfits then please feel free to use the comments section.

Regards

Madam Alice

 Evening Everyone,

A short update before I get into the blog post about my weekend challenges.  Madam has put a few posts up keeping everyone updated about me.  Its been a rough and busy weeks and months, and I have been struggling with work and some private issues.  While I’m not fully over them I have achieved the first hurdle and that is to recognise that I am struggling with a number of things, mainly trying to get things back into balance.

So we are working on that, and when I say we I mean Alice, John and principally me!  Home life is good and I have good support.  There are times when we have gone quiet and that is so that we can have deliberate breaks from the crazy online world, and that does 2 things, it gives a break from the screens and some of the mad stuff that there is in the interweb world and also it gives time for us to just sit down with each other and talk or just to sit down and not talk but just be with each other.  These breaks have helped, but the real focus has been to try and get me to have breaks from some of the toxic work that I have at the moment.  But overall things are progressing for me.

Over the last few weeks Madam has been keeping me occupied and this weekend has been no different but it was a bit of an uncomfortable few days for me.

I have been wearing my Cobra chastity pretty much full time for the the last 4 months.  the back ring is 54mm and I have been rotating between the Small and the Nano cages, both sizes of cage are comfortable and the reason that I change and rotate between the sizes is that the Small works well for sleeping in, while the nano is very comfortable for the working day.

However one of the reasons that we purchased the Cobra was due to having a period of down sizing from my long term metal cage to a pair of smaller chastity metal cages.  I spent a couple of months rotating between these 3 metal cages and was struggling with the 2 smaller cages, so we looked at the alternatives and the cobra was purchased and it proved to be pretty much a successful choice.

Last Thursday at my weekly review things were quite light in terms of punishments or corrections, nothing too drastic, a mild spanking and a 15 minutes of corner time.  Just as I was about to be dismissed Madam pointed out that as I would be at home on Friday she had an additional “task” for me and that after breakfast and prior to her leaving for work I would be required to present myself in her room with my small chastity cage with the shaped back ring.  At that point I had a feeling that my Friday was not going to be straight forward.

As ordered Once I had cleared away Madam’s breakfast tray to the kitchen I returned to her room with the cage.  I was told to drop my knickers and show her the cage that I was wearing.  At this point I was wearing the Small cobra and I was flaccid in the cage which left a small gap at the end of the cage.  

Madam made the comment that since there was spare space in the cage I would be more secure in the smaller metal cage.  I was handed the key and told to remove the cobra.  Once removed, Madam watched as I now replaced the light weight resin cage with the heavier and smaller metal cage.  Both cages use the same style of lock so I simply inserted the lock in and turned the key to secure myself into the chastity.  With this now complete Madam directed that I hand her the key and I watched as it disappeared into her purse and that was that! I was told to pull up my knickers and get on with my chores while Madam finished getting ready for work.

Madam left for work on time and I was now left with my little clit now compressed into its new prison. With this cage it is shorter and also smaller in the width as well.  what that does is that it means that my clit is compressed back inside but that leaves more skin outside and that almost acts a second foreskin and start to roll around the sides of the cage.  This has the added feature of making the trapped head of my clit look even smaller.

My expectation was that I would spend the day in this uncomfortable cage and then change back to the Cobra.  It was very clear that this was not going to be the case when Madam had got home from work.  Madam made it quite clear that I would be wearing this chastity until further notice.

With that in mind I decided that it would be best if I head back to my room and fitted myself with the support strap as this does help a lot with the metal cages and prevents a lot of the bouncing around of the cage.  This wasn’t a bad plan as during the evening Madam made use of me with her strap on, while Sir watched.

At the end of the evening I was dismissed and sent to bed with myself still trapped in the confining prison.

I didn’t get much sleep as my body kept trying to adjust to the smaller cage and having a body trying to have a “piss erection” in the middle of the night was not the best experience!

The following morning I was dressed in one of my Ms Watson outfits and Madam and Sir took great delight letting me know that the smaller cage was definitely not noticeable.

  I was given my tasks for the morning as Sir had to take his car in for service and Madam was going to go with him as they would go into town while the car was being worked on.  One of my tasks was to take some “selfies” for the this blog post and to show how small my clit actually was.  Sir added that it would be appropriate to show how little impact my clittie has on my knicker front.  

Once I had the kitchen tided and things sorted I went to get one of the cameras.

As the weather was so cool I was wearing a high waisted girdle  and full bra under my dress,  and as you can see the full knickers and deep lace stockings finished the outfit.  Its true there isn’t much showing on the front of the knickers.

The next few photographs are not the best due to the photos being taken at arms length and the auto focus not being the best (this is why it works better with Sir or Madam taking the photos!).

The securing strap holds the back ring nice and snug to the body and really does help to stabilise the whole cage.  You can see that my balls are bigger than my clit.  you can also see the extra flesh of my clit creeping forward of the bottom of the cage.

 When Madam saw these photos later in the afternoon she pointed out that my penis is definitely a clitty and the skin creeping forward should be considered as the “hood” of my clitty.  I spent most of the afternoon in my underwear and no knickers with Sir and Madam taking turns humiliating me.

Here is the problem, I’m constrained in a small chastity, which is quite tight on me and I’m being turned on by the humiliation and that in turn adds to the tightness in the cage, it a rather uncomfortable vicious circle!

My discomfort continued on into the evening until about 9 o’clock when Madam decided that it was time to release me from the small cage but it was back into the nano cobra straight away.  I was really grateful to be back into my lighter cage and while the length is about the same the width is certainly more accommodating. I was particularly glad that I didn’t have to endure another night in  the tighter chastity.

I think that while I can fit into the smaller cage, I don’t think I’m ready to down size to them just yet.  But I now now that Madam has now added this to her punishment list for me.  Its definitely one that I will try and avoid.

billie xxx

 From Madam Alice:

One of the challenges that we have had over the last couple of months is keeping an eye on billie and making sure that he is alright.  The problem is that he is very good at hiding his emotional state, also there is a fine line for him where he is thriving on pressure at work, where it helps to drive him and then trying to spot the point where the pressure gets too much and causes a problem.

As I had slow sex with my hooded and gagged husband my boyfriend popped a pillow under his head so that he could look at me through the material of the hood.  With the pillow in place John then came over and started to kiss me as I moved up and down on the lovely hard cock that jutted out from billie.  John even made quite a show of fondling my breasts, I’m not sure how much detail billie could see but I think he got the idea of what was going on.

I was really enjoying myself but it wasn’t all about just me, we had to make sure that billie didn’t miss out either.

As the afternoon progressed and I was ready for another session of sex with my husband, John indicated that billie should move towards the edge of the bed. When John was happy with the position he indicated that I should once again mount the dildo facing my husband and once I was in position he brought over a small padded foot stool that he had in the bedroom and knelt on it.  he was now at the right height  that he wanted  and with his own erect cock lubed up he now pushed it into my sissy husband’s arse.  There is a certain delight in hearing a muffled moan from your gagged husband.

In this position I didn’t need to do much as John fucked billie I benefited from the rocking motion that he created.  At the same time John was also back fondling my breasts.  I also took the opportunity to torment billie’s exposed nipples by pinching them and a few hard twists just to change his focus from the real cock in his bum.

By the end of the afternoon I would say that we had succeeded in causing him to be distracted.

We finished off the afternoon with taking billie back down stairs – very carefully- and taking a few photographs of billie with his big hard cock, just for posterity.

It does make me wonder if Kerri or some of his other sissy friends would like to make use of his lovely hard cock?  

Just something to note, in both of the pictures used in the blog post billie is fitted with one of his butt plugs, which john put in after he finished fucking him.  Billie had real problems with trying to keep it in place.  It appeared that the weekend’s activities with john using billie’s hole had made him a little slack!  such a slut!

Note to everyone.  I should have published this post a few days ago but I didn’t as billie had quite a rough week and we have been focused on making sure that he has been alright.  He is on the mend but it does seem to be a slow process.  To everyone that has been in touch with him – Thank you, I really appreciate what you do for him, so Thank you so very much.

Alice (Madam and wife of a wonderful husband)

 From Madam Alice.

Well we are still here but it had been a challenging few weeks and months.  Billie has been having a rough time due to family issues, work and a few other things.  We have been attempting to support and look after him.  So this weekend we have been keeping him occupied and distracted, which I think has done him the world of good.

 This month has been rather busy with work, added to this has been the muggy weather so things have been rather relaxed at home in general terms.

That said we are still trying to keep to the normal routine.  Added to which Madam has quite rightly been keeping an eye on me to make sure that work isn’t getting on top of me, which unfortunately is has been regularly.  when she spots it she has reined me in and a couple of time this month she has had to take me to task about.

One of the occasions was early in the month where I wasn’t concentrating and I broke a glass.  while it was clumsy and petty it was because I was trying to do too many things at once as well as having my mind distracted about work tasks.

well the result was a punishment from Madam in the form of a spanking and then being sent to the Utility room for 20 minutes of corner time.

At the end of my corner time I was told to present myself in front of Madam’s Desk and received a verbal dressing down for my lack of ability to shut off and step away from my work.  

While this may all seem quite harsh Madam is quite right I do have too much on and I do need to separate my work time from my family time and home time.  Madam does have my best interests at heart and I am am very grateful to her.

So yet again I have been trying to make efforts to manage my work commitments better and to reestablish  that clear divide between home and work.  

I’m getting there, hopefully I’ll be able to manage my time to get back into regular blog posts.

billie xxx

 This week has not got off to a good start to be honest, with a number of things all coming together to just make things difficult.

I’ve been physically very tired at the end of each day, despite getting a good nights sleep.  Added to which some of my work clients have made Monday a day of misery while I tried to undo some of the stupid things that their contractors had done over the weekend.  This over spilled into Tuesday and today has been a day of catching up with what would have been originally planned for Monday.

Yes I have been a little bit cranky and some what grumpy!

However that changed with two emails that I received this afternoon.  

Several months ago I was asked to deliver some focused training to a previous client that had 3 members of staff going for professional qualifications.  I went to the company and met the 2 young men and the young woman.  The training went well and all 3 were great students to work with.  I set them some follow on training to do and told them to use me as a mentor to check on their progress.  All of them did and they were all going for their professional exams 6 weeks ago.  It appears that they got their results this week and all 3 have passed – Great! fantastic news.  That wasn’t the good part of the emails I received today.

The emails were from the young woman and she was writing on behalf of all three of them to tell me that they had passed and to thank me for the help that I had given.  That gave me a real lift and made me smile, its always good to be appreciated.

The interesting part was a follow on email from the woman with a very personal thank you.

When I delivered the training it was at their company offices, using one of their small conference rooms, over the 3 days that I was there I noticed that this young woman was wearing each day either seamed stockings or seamed tights.  As someone with a stocking fetish I do tend to pay attention to these types of things.

During some of the breaks we would go to the coffee area or their kitchen area.  I, and several of the other staff members, would notice that this woman’s stockings seams were crooked.  A female work colleague would occasionally point it out and she would quickly disappear and come back with seams straight.  This would be a regular part of each day.

It was interesting to overhear a conversation from some of the female staff talking about the fact that this woman couldn’t keep her seams straight and their view is that she should just wear normal tights.

On my last day I had the opportunity to have a chat with the woman during the lunch break and I asked if she would object to me asking a question and perhaps offer a bit of advice.

“I notice that you keep having problems with your Seams? Are they stockings?”

A slight stunned silence and a answer of “Yes they are”

“Are you using a 4 or 6 strap suspender belt?, I suspect you are using a 4 strap belt”

I got a look that told me to be careful as your next comments might make her scream.

“My wife regularly wears seamed stockings and we have found that a vintage style 6 strap suspender belt or retro girdle keeps the seams in position.”

The change in her expression was great to see. she smiled and she started to explain that she liked the retro look and liked wearing stockings but was having constant problems with keeping seems straight.  I explained that I often help ensure that my wife’s seams where straight and then helped to fasten the suspender clips onto the stockings.

I pointed out that often the twisting of the body to reach the tab and pulling of the stocking to the clip occasionally pulled the seam out of position .

I also told her that rear suspender straps on a 4 strap belt did not normally line up with the seam and would often move the stocking as you sit down and stand up.  I certainly didn’t go into details or the fact that I was sat there with her wearing my own 6 strap suspender belt!

So the second email that arrived today from the young woman was a very personal email with a thank you from her.  She had recently been to a 1940s weekend and her new 6 strap suspender belt had managed to keep everything in place and looking very smart.  She attached 2 photos from the weekend of her with her hair done 1940s style and looking very lovely in period dress and shoes and the second was a rear shot of her and her perfect stockings seams.  It would appear that I have helped to convert another person to retro lingerie, perhaps this is one of my missions in life? 

She ended her email with a small comment that she had even managed to encourage her boyfriend to adjust her stockings each morning before she goes to work!  To be honest I should get a thank you from her boyfriend for giving her that Idea! Lucky Lad!

Overall these emails made me smile but particularly the second email had made my day and drastically improved what had started as a rather crap work week.  It certainly made me feel better.

I hope you all have a good week.

Take care 

billie xxx

ps – here is a good short article on the topic:

how to keep the seams of your stockings straight