Anniversary

The day finally arrived after much anticipation and trepidation. As usual, it was lovely to wake up next to MT but of course it was extra special today being as it was our 5th anniversary of her owning me.

Early this morning I was told to sit up in bed, I was anticipating some painful act, but instead was given a bow wrapped gift from MT. Inside the very nice box was a really lovely stainless steel bracelet. MT said that I am to wear it in place of my collar, when I am unable to wear my collar. It was a really nice surprise and I really like it a lot, it is something I would have chosen myself. And it's nice to have something to wear as a substitue collar as I would like to wear mine more often.

I then gave MT the bespoke anniversary card I had designed via Moonpig, it was of course of 'appropriate design' for the occasion ;) As is customary on our anniversary, I then presented her with my gift to her. The 'customary' part being, that I give her something she can inflict pain on me with.

This year, I chose something which she had previously expressed an interest in, a short synthetic cane. So I presented her with a short (60cm) 6 mm thick synthetic cane with a lambskin handle. I deliberately chose the thinner diameter as we have quite a few thicker canes and the thinner ones provide a greater sting, require less effort to wield and break my skin easier. Just the things she likes. I also gave her a voucher for money toward her planned driving lessons. This is kind of 'silly' as she could use the money anyway, but she keeps different budgets so it's effectively put some extra funds into that account (and under the present status of the funds I'm allowed to do that). Her driving plans are her main agenda at present that I know of. Though I'm quite sure that as usual she's up to a lot more of which I have no idea.....

After my doctor's appointment ( very useful, more medication including proper painkillers) it was time to start our day together at home. I was permitted the luxury of an iced Belgian bun filled with fresh cream, OMG it was the best one I have ever tasted. MT told me afterwards that it was 'before-care'. I cooked MT her poached eggs and made her Earl Grey tea as usual. Then it was off to the bedroom.

After a thorough inspection of her property and associated verbal report, which was favourable, but not without some directions for the future, it was time to be test her new toy.

After some very thorough 'testing' that went on for an extremely long time and covered a great deal of my body, and after much pillow biting, screaming and shouting, not to mention pleading, the synthetic cane was finally put to one side. The next item on Her agenda was 'marking' of the 5 years on my right hip.

The pain was almost unbelievable (she can do it less painfully but frequently elects not to), the overwriting was incredibly painful and at one point I would have given anything to have had it stopped.....but of course that is not an option. The mark is to become permanent, so this is sort of the initial cut. It will be re-opened as many times as required to form a permanent scar. MT of course enjoyed sucking at my blood, vigorously.  After she had finished she cuddled me and we both fell asleep.

It has been a wonderful day and it is not even 6-00 pm yet,so there is plenty of time left to enjoy the rest of the evening. I'm also very aware that MT has not finished with tormenting my body for the day, and she's usually much more intense at night time....

Being property is by far the hardest thing I have ever done, but it also happens to be the best thing I have ever done. At times I find it so difficult, but the rewards are sublime and I would not swap it for anything.

I love MT and I really love our relationship. It has it's ups and downs, but then life is like that, and there are always far more ups than downs. I am very fortunate to have found my place in life. I am Hers.

Impending Anniversary

Traditionally our anniversary, the day MT collared me and officially made me her property, is a painful day. Of course it is also a wonderful celebration of our relationship. There is the bit though where MT reminds me that I am ' Hers To Do With As She Will'.

As most of you are aware, MT is a bit of a sadist and our anniversary is often a time for MT to revel in her 'art'. After MT collared me I was chained to a round table and given the soundest of beatings. I was left in no uncertainty about my status and after the beating I was mercilessly shafted by her and cut. I remember it as if it were only yesterday, mostly as I was bruised for over a month. She took me out to BDSM club the next night and people foolishly thought you couldn't possibly beat anyone on top of such bruising and cuts. Yeah, right.

So, whilst I am happy it is our 5th anniversary on Thursday, I am also trying to mentally prepare myself for the anticipated 'celebrations'. MT has taunted me a little with what may lie ahead. Surprise, surprise there is likely to be long and hard beatings of my body with a range of implements being used. Then when I am red and very sore and probably sniffling, I will be re-introduced to my least favourite item, the big black strap on.

The big black strap on is one of the hardest thing I have to endure and always breaks me down. I dread it and hate it. There is nothing that breaks me like this does. It feels like I am being split into two, I always tear and the pain lasts sometimes for weeks. I am allowed the privilege of lube though, but there is not enough lube in the world to make it bearable. It is huge and very hard.

Usually, after the sound beating and the fucking I am left feeling totally exhausted and totally used.

This 'reminder' has become a tradition, it is also a celebration of our relationship. In the evening we will celebrate in a more gentle fashion and hopefully, when we go to bed I will not be used again.

Gentle day

MT's health has taken a bit of a decline over the last few days. I am hoping she is not heading towards one of her bad periods. I meanwhile, am feeling not too bad, although I have felt a little more stressed over the last couple of days. I am not sure way, perhaps i have got too acclimatised to the anti anxiety pills. Anyhow, I will be seeing the doctor on Thursday for a review, maybe he will tweak my medication a bit.

I pleasured MT today, as usual ;) did some shopping and quite a few little chores around the house, it was a sort of gentle busy day. Back to work tomorrow, hopefully, the weather forecast is not good, but really could do with the money as Xmas is approaching so quickly.

Our 5 th anniversary draws ever closer and with each day I grow a little bit more nervous. Knowing pretty much what I am going to receive and the pain it will bring is such a powerful thing. It is very much one of those double edged sword moments.

Happy Anniversary

The last 48 hours have been frantic to say the least but we have done so much, now I feel totally knackered.
Sunday we went to the BDSM event, it was a hot sunny day so we were able to enjoy the outside play areas as well as the inside ones. MT looked awesome as usual and I wore my favourite outfit ie the gladiator one. I spent a lot of the time with it off though as MT does not like it getting in the way of her hurty things.

My first 'little' beating was over a kneeling bench, strapped around the chest and arms to avoid movement of course. I requested a warm up but was denied...the first sign it was going to be a hard day. The sjambok is not a nice weapon, especially when hit with it cold and relentlessly. It was very hard to take it and MT welted my buttocks and thighs with it so I was covered in harsh stripes and bruises.. I was relieved when it was over, but then of course other MT 'toys' were used.

After a long break and some lunch MT shackled my wrists with leather cuffs and then chained my hands high up on a large metal frame in the outside area. The dreaded sjambok was then used again, this time with more force and fuck did it hurt. Most of the blows were to my buttocks and thighs, but she also delivered them to my upper arms and calves. At one point MT had to stop hitting the right thigh as it had a nasty looking swelling on it. The sjambok marks instantly and I could see the thigh marks literally on impact.

During a very fast sjambok 'attack' I pulled and twisted so much I broke the chains that had been securing me to the frame...of course I got a bollocking for that as well. MT pointed out that the chians had been doubled through, but I didn't mean to break them.  Then there was the tyburn, my back, chest, thighs, and sides were so sore and of course I begged for mercy on numerous occasions and made all sorts of squealy type noises and grunts. Yes there were lots of grunts. Every now and then MT would put down the sjambok or tyburn and start hitting me with her hands, mostly on my face or hips. That hurt too. MT was in one of her more brutal sadistic moods, and obviously enjoying herself intensely.

After coffee and cake (MT 'needed' cake as apparently beating me senseless is tiring) off we went to the medical play area with MT's sharp things. I am not sure if it was my cries or the sight of my blood from the six or so cut marks MT was carving into my flesh that scared off the people eating chips in the area. Or perhaps it was the sight of MT feasting and orgasming as she drank lots of my blood? Hard to tell really.

A very nice cross dresser who we had met a couple of years ago witnessed our little escapade however and found it very erotic. It came as not too much of a surprise when MT informed me that I would be sucking his cock in a short while. So after a relax and a drink we went off to the jacuzzi area and on some adjacent beds and I performed as required by MT, with MT pushing my head down. MT made her usual delicate commentary during this, just pointing out to me that other people were watching me suck cock and what a disgrace I looked etc. Groan.


We decided to leave a little earlier so we could enjoy today better ie our five year anniversary. It was a painful drive home my thighs and buttocks were so sore. After a quick snack it was off to bed. Although both tired we had especially erotic sex incorporating some little rituals of MT's, and I was allowed to orgasm. In the morning, MT looked at my body which is covered in welts and cuts and bruises, growled, and ordered me to get the strap on out. My very painful cheeks were parted and she gave me a thorough shafting..... then I gave her an anniversary card, and she gave one to me, and we spent a lovely day in Norwich to celebrate. We had numerous coffees, lunch, milk shakes and cake and I bought MT a fabulous dress which she looks stunning in.


It has been great having two fantastic days and nights together, love, sex, bdsm, food, more sex etc. What more could a person want?