Sending me off to be broken in?

There was no flaunting of a sissy through out the house, chains clinking between heels as she cleaned gracefully shaking her ass as instructed by her Mistress. No strap on violated me, no hypnosis files were played for hours on end, well yet anyway. Yet despite all of this it was one of the most stone setting days thus far, today solidified just how serious Mistress is, just how far she wants this to go, and made clear she wants to mold me into her maid, her servant, her sex toy, her sissy. How could all of these things happened without D/s or kink involvement today? Well there was some of it, she just diapered me for the evening but not before spanking me telling me how bad of a slave I was. She had me greet her when I got home, and reddened my ass with a wooden spoon. Im sure she would have done more if it were not for our friends coming over for dinner and chatting all evening, which was wonderful. How could it be then that today was so monumental of a day? 

As I've talked about in recent post, there is a Mistress who lives a few hours away. We've talked alot the past few days and she truly has been a help in aiding me to break down my road blocks in my mind, to accept becoming my Mistresses slave. She's helping to break down the barrier of my viewing her only as my girlfriend and not my Mistress. The feelings I get of silliness or that its dumb when she commands me to sit, or greet her...she is beginning to put it in terms so I start to understand why it's my place to do those things. I suppose it started out as a joke in our morning conversation, I was chatting with Mistress B on Fetlife and we were discussing vanilla headaches, one thing was jobs. I made a joke and stated she should has aspiring Femdoms pay her to whip her slaves into shape. Well little did I know her and Mistress were talking at the same time, and they were also texting. This became evident when Mistress B told me to ask my Mistress if it was ok if we texted, My mistress quickly agreed. The conversations were about me fears, how I'm hard headed and being resistant to this process. Earlier my Mistress had text me and told me she had been thinking about it, and believed it would be in both of our best interest if she let Mistress B do exactly what I joked about..."whip me into shape". Yet my Mistress added a few words which caught my eye "I'm going to send you..." and "for a few days...." to the statement. "Are you actually going to send me to another Dominant for an entire weekend?" I asked.  "Yes actually...I am, you have no choice." I was terrified, and my mind began racing with a million questions about what ifs and hows that going to work, what am I going to do, what is she going to do to me? I made the mistake of directing some of these questions to Mistress B, she told me it wasn't my place to know. Through the conversation she assured me I would leave a much better sub, and much more submissive. She talked about how when she sends me back, I would behave properly for my Mistress by the time she was threw with me. I got nervous, worried, and began trying to top from the bottom with my Mistress...its clear my Mistress has made up her mind on this, I'll be going to Mistress B's. Though Mistress is concerned that our schedules will not align soon, and for personal reasons the initial visit needs to take place in the next three weeks. I know I will benefit from my stay under her control, because she's be so stern, consistent, and directive today just through text! When she text me she told me when addressing her through text I must address her as Ma'am in each one, and for everytime I didn't she was going to spank me when I arrived. She's been keeping count consistently for each violation. She also told me how I need to address my Mistress, and I'm sure she will want a violations count from her. For the first few days its 1 hit for each violation, then it moves to 10. I noticed, since I KNEW she was keeping count, I made it a point to address properly. I think she has the mindset Mistress wants, and I know shes going to teach her a lot and I'm very thankful for that. My mindset has changed completely from my fears. I know it will be beneficial for me to go, I know she can drive submission into me and return me to my Mistress with the right attitude and outlook I need to have. I love my Mistress dearly, I'd do anything to make her happy, and if that means spending a weekend under strict control...I'm glad to do it. 

Debbie

The awakening of Mistress

I.am.exhausted. Reading back over Mobicos tale The Real Feeling of Chastity I understand why he was always saying he was so exhausted. Why he struggled to post on a daily basis, or even a few times a week since he learned to value sleep more than anything. If today was any indication of how my schedules will be in the future, I too am going to learn to value sleep deeply. Today started out as any other, with the exception of Mistress having the day off. I arrived home a little after four from a busy day at the office. She was outside on the phone so there was no greeting her, when she came in she told me I had one hour starting now which was "Debbies time" and then I was hers. I didn't eat lunch so I decided to cook some food and eat, which took up all of my hour. I could tell she was acting different, a little more assertive and confident when she told me to read over a sheet of paper laden with notes she had written. They were some general "house keeping rules" on what she now expects, along with some instructions for the day. She also had another stack she told me not to touch, there were alot of notes and it was clear she had been very busy today. She stated she spent the whole day preparing, researching and making plans for me. She told me to strip and lay down on the bed, she disappeared into the bathroom and told me to stand in the tub. "It's time to make sissy smooth again" applying Veet to my entire legs and ass. She paid much more attention this time and within twenty minutes my leg hair was gone. Rubbing lotion over my newly smooth skin she admired her work and smiled, by the way I was gagged the whole time, she gagged me as soon as my hour was up. Half way through the hair removal process she removed my gag shoved a dildo in my mouth and told me to suck on it while she finished...this was new.
When she was finished she began to dress me in my maid attire, stating how she would be making me a much fluffier more sissy like petticoat for my uniform, she wants my ass exposed the entire time apparently. Instead of a diaper she put on my red ruffled panties, thigh highs and my tall heels completed my uniform, so I thought. "Are you ready to look pretty?" she said, leading me into the bathroom she sat me on the toilet and shaved my face from the days growth. Then came a huge shock...she got out her make up boxes...this can't be happening. For the next twenty minutes she loaded my face up with various eye liners, foundation, mascara, things I had no clue what they were, and finished with bright red lipsticks. "Your going to make a beautiful girl, you look great" she said laughing. I looked in the mirror and was shocked at what I saw...It didn't look like "me". Yet she wasn't done with her art project, she then sat a red long wig atop my head, tucking in my hair. "I look like reba on meth" I said, I got the gag again. Then she led me to the living room, where the next phase of the night began. "It's time for you to take this seriously, no more laughing at my commands, were starting training now, and we will do these commands for weeks, or months, however long it takes you to do them perfect". I suppose she's not kidding. The first command she told me was simple, so I thought..."kneel". I knelt on the ground in front of her and she corrected me. "Knees together, toes pointed back, ass on heels, back straight, neck straight, chin level with ground, fingers together, hands on thighs pointed towards your knees".   Well...damn, this isn't simple. We did "kneel" twenty times. Each time her having me stand up and do it again. Next was "Punishment position" which was "Knees on the ground, shoulder width apart, face on the floor, hands over my head, dress and petticoat pulled up exposing me ass, wait for punishment". Then came "worship" same as kneel except my arms stretched out, face on ground, touching her feet. Then came "Corner" which was me standing in designated corner, nose to the wall, hands behind back, straight as an arrow, feet together. Followed by "Slut" which was the same as punishment position except on the bed, panties down. The spread eagle which meant for me to lay on the bed limbs spread to the corners. "Crawl" was me crawling making sure to shake my ass as hard as I could with each movement forward, more walking instructions....and I was beat. We did each move over and over, she would slap me with her crop for things not being perfect. "You did surprisingly great sissy, good job".
I then served her dinner, sitting on the floor beside her eating my own meal, the break did not last long. She had me clean the bathroom, kitchen and fold a monstrous pile of clean clothes, 3-4 loads. When then ran to the store to pick up a few things, she removed my outfit of course. And lectured me on my ride how the excuses and back talk must stop, which is why I would be gagged when she is home from now on. When we returned I was looking forward to laying down and relaxing for the evening, I did not want to do anything to make her mad since things seemed to be going well. My expectations of relaxation were wrong. She told me it was diaper time, removing my chastity device and diapering me led to the next phase of this oh so long day. Rope bondage, she kept talking about how she was to deploy bondage on a more regular basis, so she practiced various knots on me. We watched some tutorial videos and I helped her start building her rope skills. "It's ten o'clock, we have to lay down now" I thought inside my head. Nope. I was wrong.
Laying in a wet diaper she said it was time to take the diaper off. "But why?" I asked, lesson I need to learn...stop asking questions. Once I was naked she returned from the bathroom with my night mare...the biggest strap on we have hanging between her legs. "No, please, no...not that one" I pleaded. "Your going to learn to love this one, then we'll get a bigger one! It's four times the size of you!" I was scared. She crawled on top of me and began making me suck on the large dildo, gagging me as she laughed.
At that point I wish she had taken anal training more seriously so my hole would be more prepared. Cuffing my ankles to the spreader bar, she began to enter me as I moaned in pain. This dildo is huge, 8 inches long and very thick, She barley got it in and could tell I wasn't ready. She ripped it out and returned wearing the 6 inch long normal dildo. "You like this one, and your going to love the other one soon sissy, your going to love cock in your ass". For the next twenty minutes she fucked me non stop, my waves of exhaustion were inhibiting me from enjoying this. I just wanted it to end. By the end of it I knew I was loose, I could have taken the big one I imagine. She returned and slid the clammy cold wet diaper back under me taping it on and returning my plastic panties over it. "Good job today Sissy, you did good".
I'm not sure what got into her, but it seems she has awakened, and I'm wishing it would't of happened so soon. She told me to give her the list
of other Mistresses in our area tonight so she could find other female dominants. The night was a blur, she did so much to me, I was moving constantly and all I know is my feet are killing me from the heels, my hole is sore, and I do not like make up. At least I'm laying in bed. She keeps mentioning making my night time diapers more absorbent "They leaked out the side while she was changing me this morning before work". I don't know why I keep using my diapers so much. I can't sleep without them. Im actually packing for a business trip and I'm taking one for each night.  Im scared at what tomorrow will bring, but I promise you I'll update daily as long as people continue to comment on my post and follow my blog. It takes alot out of me at the end of a long day to type these long entries, but I want to fill a void and provide a view into the world of FLR, chastity and sissification for those of you longing for a Mistress of your own, and those fortunate enough to relate. Thanks for reading, it means alot.

One tired Sissy,

Good night.

I kind of had sex! And a photo of Mistress...

Apologies for the short post yesterday, but I was frustrated, and suppose in someways I will be until things fall into place for good I suppose. Work today was long again, we're wrapping up alot of projects which means a very stressful intense eight hours...and there's no kink to it! I got home today and tried to enjoy myself since today was one of the days where I got home three hours before she did. I didn't take a nap, and the house was in pretty good order so I put a few things away and got it looking good. Mistress had text me earlier in the day telling me to be in my heels and uniform when she got home, and to properly greet her. She called around eight and I was sitting at my desk working on one of my hobbies; which it seems I never get time to do. She asked if I was in my uniform and I told her no, which led to a five minute chew out from her and how to not even cook dinner since I wouldn't be eating and would be punished for the remainder of the night. I told her to calm down, and that I was simply giving her a hard time and I was in fact in my uniform. She calmed down and got off the phone, and I rushed to put my uniform on. When she finally arrived I greeted her at the door...knelt...kissed her hand (I thought it was her ass, or maybe her foot? Im not sure she only went over it once and that was weeks ago, its no wonder Mobico was so good at his commands...he got practice!) After she got home she came into my office and we had an odd discussion on something which was bugging her; how I always make excuses. In my mind do my excuses matter? Why does she take them into consideration if shes the one in control? I suppose that is why I don't understand why she gets so upset. She actually ended up cooking dinner, she wanted me to finish what I was working on. When dinner was done I went ahead and sat on the floor next to the couch, I suppose she was happy she didn't have to ask. When the Kitchen was clean I went into the bedroom and laid down as instructed.

A picture of Mistress's ass I took last night before bed.

You know the drill; Posture collar and gag locked on, hands chained to the bed spread wide and my hypnosis files began to play. The first file was one which aimed at the listener obsessing and longing to worship the female ass, longing to get off at the thought of serving them, but never able to. I like this file, it really turns me on; while it was playing she blindfolded me and wrapped a scarf around my eyes so I could not see. Removing my chastity device she began playing with me, edging me while she inserted a good size butt plug into me (I was shocked at the size after, I thought it was the smallest plug we had... it wasn't! Guess I'm getting used to being filled). She teased me for thirty minutes as the hypnosis files played on, before she got out her vibrator and filled me with it, her teasing became more intense. I thought she might get the strap on out, and was hoping she would since it's collecting dust. Any way it did not come, and the teasing continued. After an hour of teasing and me squirming against the vibrator, wanting it to go deeper, yet it seemed she didn't get the picture, she decided to change things up.
One thing I will say about Mistress is she likes to learn things the hard way. She knows other dominants put there subs in two condoms and apply numbing cream if they feel in the mood for sex and want to use their slave to obtain it. In her mind two condoms would be enough where I couldn't feel anything...she was wrong, and I was happy. She slid the condoms on me, and I thought she was simply using them to collect my cum since shes begun saving it. Then, heavens gates opened when she slid onto me, my dick was jumping with joy and my body with pleasure "You've missed that so much, its finally happening". "You said we weren't having sex again" I muffled through the large ball gag.... "You have two condoms on and a big cock is vibrating in your ass....this isn't sex" she replied. She rode me slowly for about five minutes, once she got off several times she crawled off and finished me off by hand. All the while the vibrator still buzzing away inside me, she was attempting...ATTEMPTING to give me a ruined orgasm, my guess is due to she has not learned how to milk me with a strap-on, it takes practice...shes not patient. When I got off I finally felt amazing, happy, relieved, and completely out of subspace. She undid my restraints and diapered me promptly, telling me to make her tea for bed. I thanked her for what she did;  "Wait, that felt good? How'd you feel that?" she said. I told her she paid the cost for not using numbing cream, and she should learn what milking is, and how to do it.  Frustrated she got ready for bed, and I laid down for the night. Today was better than yesterday, but I wonder if it's simply because she knew I was frustrated? I know this process takes time, and I'm willing to be patient...but when your making your submissive listen to hypnosis files about worshiping asses, strap-ons, and obeying your every command...exercise the commands of the hypnosis before they loos their mind!  My wetting is increasing significantly, and I'm starting to walk in heels well, sometimes I forget I'm in them. I have this strange want for my uniform to be complete so it doesn't look so ridiculous; like hair, smooth skin, etc... hopefully in time she will complete it, and me. Im ready for more changes, I just want them to come. I know life is going to change drastically, I just wish it would get here.

Debbie.

Heels hurt!

A very long day at work, was made even longer due to my lack of sleep last night. My sleep deprivation was not brought on by any evil doing of Mistress, rather the animals were making alot of noise. Between the symphony of the cat and the annoyance from the dog sleep was not in my forecast. It did not help receiving a text after I left the house telling me to be in my outfit cleaning when I got home, I knew I was going to be exhausted and the only thing I wanted to do was sleep. After an eight hour meeting of site I returned to my office around 3:30 in the afternoon. Thankfully my boss walked in and told me to head home, since my whole team had a long day. Im in consulting, I'll leave it at that. When I got home I could not sleep, I just wanted a nap, but sleep would not come. A friend called and asked me to help him out, and tired as I was you can't ignore bestfriends, you'd want them to do the same.

When I returned Mistress had already arrived home, she told me to shower so she could get me dressed, and to not use the toilet. Well...I had to go, so I went ahead and "thought" I got it out of my system. After scrubbing away she walked into the bedroom and told me to lay down. Chastity device came off, after flicking my stuff for a few minutes she handed me a fleet suppository and said "Put it in, go ahead." Once I was diapered she proceeded to put me in my uniform; thigh high fishnets, garter belt, three overly fluffy petticoats, my maids skirt, apron, the new corset like top she got me and finished it with with the 6 inch heels. "You really do look good, by the way". She said with a smirk, she could not stop smiling. I suppose it's a good thing I'm in shape. Im not one of those over weight guys running around in a skirt trying to look dainty, thats simply ridiculous, find a treadmill, ok I'm off my soap box. I proceeded to clean the house while Mistress ran an errand, though she was back surprisingly quick (good thing I behaved). About that time I felt a pain in my lower gut, and with that the diaper became quite full. I also noticed it was very wet, and I didn't recall going, I suppose it's becoming ingrained to just go. While I was cleaning I was also preparing dinner while Mistress did her nails on the couch. "Your getting really good at walking in your heels! Good Job!" she stated. I grumbled under my breath, and continued scrubbing away. I served her dinner and joined her on the couch...odd I thought she's not saying anything, it seems the small things still aren't being enforced unless I tease her how she's forgetting them. Though she hasn't spanked me in a week I thing (something she said would be daily) hasn't broken out the strap on in awhile (something she said would be daily) and hasn't done a whole lot of bondage other than chaining me to the bed (something she said would be daily.) Im sure it will kick in soon. After dinner she told me to go clean the kitchen, after struggling through due to the pain in my feet and the horridness of walking around in your own filth I sat next to her and said it was done. "Lets get you changed for bed"    Dreams do come true!   I was so excited to get a fresh diaper, I didn't care she was putting me in another one, I just wanted this one off. Laying me on the bed she told me to put my ass up and she began taking pictures, then came the change. It's still embarrassing but only when I mess, I think its gross she wants to change me, I know its only to humiliate me. She really needs a changing table, we'd use it like crazy. Once I was freshly diapered she had me do a few more small chores then I broke away and worked on something I wanted to do, which was nice. Sadly though I wet as soon as she put the new one on, and I'm trying really hard not to "go again"...she can tell, and keeps laughing about it. Apparently she's going to start making me another outfit, and purchase more babyish plastic panties, it seems shes begun to embrace "regressing" me when she wanted no part in that at first. Oh well, whats another thing to be subjected to? No files today though! Yay!  I know I said I would post the links tonight, but I must rest, so I apologize, I will tomorrow, I promise. 

Sweet dreams, hoping for a wet one, Im getting horny again....

Debbie

Fun, Fears, and one clean house!

This post could not play more perfectly into the previous one. As stated prior this blog will reveal the chronicles of a true FLR, not a fantasy one. This process isn't all bondage, beatings, and petticoats...its a major learning opportunity and challenge. Life gets in the way. period. And some thing's can't be put on the back burner, like a death in the family, which I experienced Friday, or the returning of your best friend from war; which also happened friday. These event's are tiring, as is exhaustion... see my Mistress's Latest blog post for her take on these crazy events. Culminate these trials with the growth and learning of a young dominant who will sometimes let her sub top from the bottom, worry about hurting his feelings, and is concerned about being too mean...this spells for reality, and growing pains. One would think these event's would dampen my spirits, sitting around wearing a chastity device and sporting a diaper...giving up two major functions of any humans life when the lifestyle hasn't been "lived" as much as we'd expected this past week. Well it hasn't, small spurts of frustration but nothing serious, it's time for me to set the stage for success for both of us (both in and out of this kinky relationship). If you've read back you know we recently bought our first home, and we haven't quite got it settled yet. By no means are we living out of boxes, but it seems to get dirty 5 minutes after I clean it (I know you know the feeling, or if you have a maid trained to the T, maybe you don't). Organization, I believe, is the key to happiness. Which is why I'm some what "taking control" one last time, because it's in both of our best interest. This week I'm focusing on one thing, de stressing our home. I've made a list at work today of extensive cleaning and organizing jobs, for each day. And by Friday I swear it will look like Martha Stewart lives here!

Why go through five days of anal retentive cleaning? It will set the stage for her to be relaxed, set the bar for what clean looks like, set standards of how we should live, and give us both a sense of peace when we walk into the home. She deserves it, as do I. Our home should be our castle, her's anyway...I'm going to do whatever it takes to set a perfect platform for her to launch from this weekend. There may not be many strapon's and cages this week, but I can assure you my Diaper will be very full and the house is going to be amazing.  

Well I wrote the first half of this blog this afternoon, and now the night is over. The house is looking amazing, and she agreed this was a good idea to "set the bar" for how she want's me to keep the house daily. Granted the bar is going to be very high, I think I might even enjoy keeping it this clean. I will admit I guess I'm throwing some resistance to this idea, she wanted me to wear my maid's uniform this evening while cleaning and I came up with several reasons why that wouldn't be practical. I suppose I'm worried of getting absorbed, I'm worried about this notion of becoming a "sissy", not being allowed to speak, sleeping in a kennel, and getting taken with a strap-on every night. Though it may seem like this process hasn't moved forward as of late, I can assure you it has. Using diapers has become almost instant, it's hard to describe...but when I have one on I don't even think about going, I just go. I know this was something she wanted, to make me dependent on them...we'll it's working. I can't hold it as long when I'm not in them, and when I am wearing them...I honestly don't mind, in fact I find them pretty comfortable. Which worries me a little...the fact I'm liking my diapers. What also worries me is something I said the other night when she was shaving me again "Please don't give me razor burn, I don't want to look ridiculous, I want it to be nice a smooth."  Um, what did I just say?!   "Can you buy me more                    thongs for the day time, they are so much more comfortable and look better" "Can you finish the top to my maids outfit or buy me a corset, I think it would look better."   Those are just a few of the thing's I've said that I can't believe came out of my mouth.  I truly think it's the wav hypnosis files which can be found at E Succubus. I truly think they are having an impact on me, and I haven't told her yet. It's something about Elaine's voice, it truly takes me to a different place. I just know when the switch clicks into full gear, there will be no looking back. I've been wrestling with various thoughts "what if I miss my girl friend?" "What if she likes me better as a "sissy" and doesn't ever want the old me back?" "What if I truly become dependent on diapers?" "Will I ever get to have sex with her again?" These thoughts have been running through my mind. I just know I need to trust her, and try my best to enjoy this ride. 

Working out the "Kinks"

One of the most important things in my eyes through this process is the ability to be able to discuss things, just as we were able to before diving head first into this lifestyle. I believe that is going to be pivotal to our success. Work has been rather busy this week, for Mistress and myself, after arriving home from work yesterday I was very edgy, and simply wanted to get my chores done and go meet up with a good friend. She had a client coming over (no, she's not an escort, its her little business pertaining to clothes) and had to rush to make some last minute changes to the garment. Well after going and seeing my friend and coming home and finishing the yard work, I was about as wore out as you could be and had a few things on my mind. While my shower warmed I asked her to please sit down on the bed so we could talk...I asked more than a dozen times and it ended with her getting frustrated and angry, for no apparent reason. Stress is something I have learned to cut out from my life, and I'm a much happier person because of it and I'm trying to teach her those skills.
Mistress leads a busy life, both in and out of the home. By the end of the day small things can set her off...and I'm normally her target. This is not something new, it almost led to our undoing over a year ago. And I hate seeing her so stressed, not because she takes it out on me, but because I love her to death and stress is something avoidable if you know how to handle it. Stressing takes years off your life; it's proven! So I've been trying to help her cope with it and remove it from her life all together, last night I think we had a big break through, and I fully think it's going to help her out in all aspects of her life, not simply chastity. After I took a shower I sat on the couch and ate dinner, and told her what I wanted to talk to her about was very serious, and wasn't something I wanted to wait for. "If I tell you I truly need to talk to you, it's important". Her demeanor changed and I could tell she knew I was serious. We discussed why she gets so mad, and how to deal with it. She's more focused on trying to figure out what is stressing her than just not worrying about those things in the first place. The conversation was a good one, one which I'm glad we had. We discussed her not taking out problems and vanilla stresses on me via the lifestyle, and how that was a huge red flag, ultimately she understood where I was coming from and agreed. There was no training or play other than being diapered before bed, as always. And that was ok by me, these "kinks" are important to work out and it's best to get them out of the way now. Just as in anything, building a foundation is the most important thing we can do right now.
On a side note I think I may have had a "wet dream" not sure, haven't had one in over 10 years. But when I woke up the other morning, things felt, well sticky and I had lost all my horniness...which is somewhat sad since the build up is the only thing which drives me to be better.
She told me to be in my maids outfit when she gets home, I have some chores I need to do and some work outside which is not planned. I'm going to text her and let her know I plan on working on the back yard, so if I'm not in uniform it's because I'm out back making our weekend easier.

Will update this evening before bed.

Deb

Let the training begin.

I suppose in a few months I may find myself saying the events of today were normal, yet I'm still adjusting and still trying to take these changes serious. Example: when she tells me to call her Mistress, I smile when I say it, or get the urge to laugh...she does not. I came home from work today for lunch, and she had a rare week day off, normally like me she is only off on the weekends. I work close to home so I will normally come home for lunch. When I arrived she had lunch ready, which was wonderful...while eating she stated she needed to get my measurements. Mistress is very talented when it comes to design and sewing, making clothes is actually a hobby of hers. What I would find out at the end of the day when I arrived home would be just what she was making. On my way home I received a text from her stating "Your list of chores is in the Kitchen, your outfit's on the bed...see you tonight." Harmless enough right? The note was simple "Debbies Chores: Mow the Lawn, put on your sissy maid outfit, ankle cuffs (lock them), wrist cuffs, gag, then detail the Kitchen counters, clean out the fridge, clean the stove and oven, then proceed with the wood work in the house". (Doing some updating to our home).
After laying down and attempting to take a nap, which I am permitted, she knows I work hard during the day. I proceeded to go about the list, except I made one modification, I didn't lock the ankle cuffs on. She promised me she would be home around seven, when seven forty five rolled around and I had nothing to do; I removed my outfit and proceeded to put on work clothes so I could tackle the wood work which has to be done by Saturday before the painters arrive. Im a very timely person, its a small pet peeve of mine but when some one tells me a time, I expect them to be there. It's not that I wanted to disobey her, I just knew we had priorities to take care of. When she arrived home she asked the obvious question "wheres your outfit?" After explaining she too agreed we needed to get the wood work prepped and out of the way. Once finished she asked if I was ready for the evening, which I was so we proceeded to the bedroom. "Lets get you in your outfit" she stated. Wanting to admire her handy work for herself she quickly slid on a pair of red ruffled panties over my butt, followed by thigh highs, garter, white elbow gloves, a mock corset, then TWO petticoats, followed by the black maids skirt she had worked on all day, trimmed with white lace. An apron was tied on, my cuffs were locked too me. One would think I was ready; not hardly...the posture collar was put into place followed by the beloved ball gag...the joys of life. "You look so adorable...seriously, you look like a girl." she said with a huge smile on her face...she quickly hustled to her closet where she retrieved a blonde shoulder length wig. After some light protest on my part she got the wig situated. She stepped back, smiled and didn't say a word. Her face shown with approval and mine with the "this is ridiculous" look.
Sitting me on the end of the bed she slipped on a tall pair of heels, "Your training begins today, I want you to watch me and then mimic what I do." She has not bought me heels yet, its on the agenda, she paraded around the living room shaking her ass aggressively as she walked... "Your turn". Next was how to greet her when she arrives home, we repeated it over and over and over... Kneel, kiss her hand, kiss her foot, Ask her how her day was with her proper title, stand in attention ready for service". After she felt I got the hang of it, she moved on the crawling. I truly didn't think she was serious about this, she attached a leash to the chain between my legs and told me to crawl in front of her "Only sissies crawl and shake their ass, shake your ass more, More, MORE, MORE!" She made me crawl around the house for almost 15 minutes. "Do I need to get your diaper on you? will that help your ass waddle better? Crawl now!" Once this FINALLY ended she made me crawl to the bedroom. Laying me face down, chaining me to the bed, blind fold on and headphones plugged in. You guessed it...more hypnosis files on how my only pleasure is to come from a strap on. Twenty minutes into the file she flipped me over, pulled me to the end of the bed and began playing with a vibrator around my hole. Granted it's only been a week since my last orgasm, I was horny as hell. She removed my chastity device and began teasing me. Working the vibrator in and out, then she placed a large plug in me, I moaned in pain. When she returned she was wearing her strap on, and proceeded to fuck me for the next 30 minutes. It was more painful this time, more than likely due to the fact I'm still sore from the pounding she gave me a few nights ago. When she was done she laid me back on the bed, crawled onto me and sat on my face looking towards my feet. "You've been good, I know your horny... you get a ruined orgasm, now I've never done this, so when you are getting off let me know and I'll let go". I agreed and she continued to stroke me, It didn't take long for me to get to the edge...when I felt it going I muffled into her panties, she let go. Im not sure if she did it wrong...but it felt pretty good to me. (Ssshhh, don't tell). Into the shower together then into my Diaper, as I write this I remembered...I forgot to eat! Oh well, now I'm going to lay down in the comfy bed, and enjoy it while I can.

Debbie