Mundane me

Today MT is out, she has been all day and I am missing her more than usual. Sounds kind of slushy but it is how I feel, must be getting soft in my old age, fortunately not in my cock :)

My diet has exceeded my expectations in terms of result. I am now 18 pounds lighter than when I started it and some 42 pounds lighter than my heaviest ever weight Strangely I still feel fat, I know that I am not but when I look in the mirror there are still some bits of excess body that I want to remove.I would like to shed at least another 11 pounds but I am not sure if MT will let me.

On a negative side, I have lost quite a bit of muscle bulk, so when I am feeling fitter I must get back into the gym and do some hard training. I like to have some muscle bulk, not purely for aesthetic reasons but as a defence mechanism. When I am like I am now I feel almost vulnerable, having some mass does tend to deter would be aggressors in my experience.

When we were in Cardiff I was allowed to buy some T shirts as my others had become a little baggy. I now have a wardrobe stuffed with clothes that are technically too big. I think MT plans to get me to Ebay some of the designer ones and then use the proceeds for new clothing, so that would be good.

Cati and I can now go a bit faster as I weigh less, it is surprising how much the acceleration has improved, also I am now more aerodynamic ;)

I keep staring at our kitchen which is stripped ready for preparation prior to decorating and a partial refit. ATM I just have not got the time, OK, I could be doing some now, but I am also looking after someone so it is not conducive. Work is so busy that the kitchen will have to wait until winter when work demand lessens slightly, then I shall have to face up to it and just blitz it.

I have done some household chores ready for MT's return this evening, yes I am a creep, but it is allegedly good slave behaviour to do things for your Owner.....I would not want to make a habit of it though ;)

One small slave prepares a hiding place when MT reads the last bit.

Quiet times

It has been a quiet day today. MT is feeling unwell so I have been focussing on looking after her. I did get a ride on Cati but unfortunately had to cut it short as my knee was getting too painful. Changing gear so many times was putting a lot of pressure on it. It was nice to ride her again, also she seemed faster, probably because I am a stone lighter than the last ride.

I gave MT a long massage last night and will give her another one today. The massages can get a bit hot though, massaging MT can turn her on sometimes and then the 'other' services come into play.

We are going away on our own for four days on Thursday, a short stay in Cardiff. It will be MT's first time there and I hope she enjoys it. We are looking forward to spending some quality time together and relaxing. I just hope MT will be well enough, if not then I will just have to pamper her in the hotel room...sounds good to me.

My Darling Valentine

Well, Valentines Day, my dreaded day of the year........well it has been so much better this year and I feel so relieved about it :). I think there were a number of factors that have made it better. MT being so unwell, me being busy looking after her, and being busy with work, my slavery to MT (I wanted to be better for her benefit, as much, if not more than mine as the 'mood' really adversely affected everyone around me). Also I think this blog helped, in two main ways, firstly, the cathartic process, starting it early helped ie well before V-Day and the kind and helpful support I got from people who posted on the blog or messaged me, a very big thank you to each of you.

Of course, a few little bits have drifted into the cerebral area (well there is a lot of space there) but nothing too bad and more importantly, it has not affected my mood or behaviour.

MT and I have had a quiet day, but a nice day none the less, MT got me a great personal card from Moonpig, (internet shopping is really convenient when you can't get out). I was of course a good romantic slave and purchased a card, chocolates and flowers, boring and typical, but well liked and received by MT which is what matters. I had hoped to take her out for a romantic lunch, but her health and other events conspired against us. On a positive side, it meant I saved a few bob, Scrooge had nothing on me.

Unfortunately, I was unfaithful today, MT gave me permission to take Cati out for a V-Day treat and I rode her hard, very hard. She is such a great ride, she likes it hard and fast just like me. We did not care that everyone could hear us or the fact they could see us both in action. It is V-Day after all, a day for passion and romance and to cast aside caution and go for your true love. We twisted, turned, and I made her howl like only she can, I love the throaty sound of her as she reaches her peak.

We got back home with smiles on both our faces, we were both exhausted but both fulfilled. I gently caressed her damp body and dried her before snuggling her up into bed. Love is a many splendoured thing.

MT was pleased I had a good ride, she had said ' I am not well, you might as well go out with Cati and enjoy yourself ' so I did. I do feel a little guilty about it now, now that the pleasure has worn off a little. But MT did suggest it, being poly has some advantages.

Warning: Adult photographic material.

Cati - Full Body Exposure

Close Up: Cati's Rear End...God, She's Fucking Hot.



Oh What A Night..

OMG.

Last week I thought my 'service provision' to MT had attained a level that may never be surpassed. I was proud, very proud in fact, it had been one of the best ever and had been of monumental duration. Yes, the slave walked with a swagger for several days with a big smile on his face. My only concern was that everything after that could seem somewhat inadequate and this was worrying. The next few 'service performances', although deemed satisfactory were of a significantly more normal standard. I knew MT did not expect such performances on a regular basis as these things just happen once in a while but I wanted to provide this again for MT

I am pleased, no I am fucking delighted, to say that last night the slave not only met the previous standard but significantly exceeded it. So much so, that for the first time ever MT actually seemed fully sated....and that is a first. I dont like to boast, but I was fucking awesome (and MT wasn't bad either). Now I feel under even more self imposed pressure because I may never be able to repeat that, or can I ? I decided to offer morning service as well, which was quite special too. Being 55 is not so bad after all, roll on 60.

Making MT's breakfast of poached eggs and toast was achieved with a self satisfied grin and more than just a little cockiness, excuse the deliberate pun. The slave is walking tall, but ever conscious of the fact that pride often comes before a fall, or should that be before a fool ?

I thus felt fairly confident that my request to take Cati out for a ride would be approved. Luckily I was allowed and Cati and I had a little ride, sorry the rest is personal :) Decorum demands that what goes on with Cati is private, unless MT asks me of course.

I even managed to do some work on our garden today, which has been sadly neglected in the last six months. Damn it is a mess, a very poor advert for the gardening side of our business. We had to start from scratch with the garden when we moved here three years ago, there was not really a garden, just a bloody great concrete mess. So it is a fairly new garden but is slowly starting to look a bit more established. It is totally overstocked as my customers are always giving me plants and shrubs and I hate saying no, and then I just can't throw them out, so I plant them. It is getting very very crowded now, but each plant has its own merits and I just cant bring myself to murder any of them, so it will stay looking overcrowded.

(I wrote this because apparently MT said on FL that I was 'low swagger'. I am just so fucking funny)

Just another day in Paradise

Sometimes, days do not go as you planned or hoped and today seems to be one of them. A slightly later start than normal for work, which was nice , but when I got there the plan had changed. I thought I was putting up a shed, but ended up being asked to paint a room and a bedroom skirting and frame. Of course, I went in my garden clothing and not my painting gear, so the garden clothes now have some paint on them.....great.

I popped home for a quick coffee and toast before the next booked job, a customer who can be rather difficult, and today was no exception. I reminded him that my hourly rate had increased as from 1st January. I reminded him because I just knew he would claim I had not told him. Surprise, surprise he was shocked at the increase! So I politely said I would understand if he no longer wished me to reinstate his garden (it has been left unattended for ten years). He muttered a bit, said other people didn't get paid as much per hour etc. I politely stated the people he was quoting did not work for themselves, nor did they supply all the tools or indeed probably have all the other costs a self employed person does, or have the lack of benefits that come from self employment etc. I said I was happy to give him some time to think about it, and to give me a call. He said, "I know its not expensive, its just me, I know you are cheaper than the others, but it's a cold day and I am not right in the head today..."  Well I managed to just politely say goodbye without venting - see I can be good. I am reliably informed by MT that telling people to fuck off is not good customer service technique - it was news to me. She is so much more polite than me (well, unless she decides to go for it).

This was superseded by my car tire bursting and me having to pay out for a new one, hence today has not been a good financial one, I'm minus money earned, and only two hours work achieved, but more importantly, still have several outstanding contracts I could have been doing had I not been messed around. Grrrrrrr. 

MT is slightly better today but still really unwell and struggling. I must put on my nurses uniform ;) Only joking, thankfully, crossdressing is not one of MT's fetishes and I am exceptionally pleased about that, that would be too much.

Tomorrow I am hoping for a stress free day. If it is dry, I might even finally take the Ducati out for a little ride, if I can get permission. Motorbike rides are of course a privilege and have to be requested. It must be about three months since my last ride, well on the bike anyway, I mean the Ducati. Oooops, perhaps the bike ride was a bit optimistic after all.

I haven't told Cati about what MT said about her, I think she would get very stressed. She can also get quite jealous. Did I mention my Cati fetish at all? Best not I suppose, otherwise you might think me a little wierd(er). Can you actually have a poly relationship involving an owner, a slave and a motorbike? I see a new analogy appearing. Practically and technically, MT owns us both, so it must be poly! I must join the poly group on FL, I just hate being left out.