Showing posts with label socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label socks. Show all posts

Monday, 30 May 2011

Clubs, hotels, socks.... and buses

I found MT's stash of socks yesterday, OMG she has some socks. Socks for every occasion and eventuality, her stash makes my meagre sock collection look extremely pathetic (hers seems almost like a fetish to me). Not suprisingly, in amongst the four plus stuffed bags full of 'her' socks, I found numerous socks, that if I was allowed possessions, would most definitely be considered as being 'mine'. So, I rescued them and relocated them to a secret location. There is a risk I could be tortured but I shall hold out as long as possible, socks are important.....

Now as some of you know, the fact that I consider socks important is something MT has mocked me for and bitched about. So finding that my beloved Owner's strongly implied laissez-faire approach to socks is perhaps 'a little over stated' is worthy of mention. Because she definitely has far more socks than her mocked slave and to  the casual observer the four + bags full of her carefully arranged socks appear to be in existence for her various essential sock requirements. I am saying nothing of this hilarious  matter, whistes innocently......  

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In slightly less than two weeks time we are having a night away in the Midlands. A new BDSM club has opened which looks promising, and the dates line up with scheduled things. On the down side, MT is really looking forward to it, which means I am in for a very hard time. Apparently we will be staying overnight in a hotel, and that especially always spells danger. After severe thrashings (etc) MT likes to really use me and unfortunately the strap on will be coming with us. But this is not the worst possible outcome. MT has stated it might be a good opportunity to enjoy the pleasures of someone else, if she sees someone suitable at the event.

All in all it could be a difficult weekend, the drive home will almost certainly be a painful one.

At least, being the ever dutiful slave that I am, I can rest happily assured she will have warm feet.

Sunday, 2 January 2011

Damn Owners.

My transition from a free man to property is still ongoing. It started over 4 years ago, in some ways it seems like it has always been like this, in others, it feels like the past was someone else's life.

When I look back at the 'other' life I realise just how much everything has changed. Transition ? No, more like a war followed by rebirth. It has been anything but easy, I have struggled so much. Sometimes I wonder how MT has stayed in there as well as how I have remained her property. But we have, and that speaks volumes.

These are a list of some of the things I struggled with (some I still do)

1. Losing autonomy - I spent most of my life making my own decisions, creating my own destiny and in general, doing whatever I wanted. It would take a lifetime to record the chaos this caused, the world is safer now someone else is in control of me.

2. Promiscuity - Being limited to one woman. Most of my life was spent chasing around getting laid as many times as possible. It was possibly an addiction. Ok, I had a lot of fun and a lot of variety but it did not fulfil me. Now there is one woman and that one is more than enough for me. Hell, she'd be more than enough for the Red Army.

3. Spending Limitations - God I hated this one (I still dislike it) . I used to spend as and when I wanted, even when I did not actually have the money. On a whim I once brought a house without using a single penny of my own money. It cost £90,000 (which was a lot at the time especially as I had mortgages on two other properties as well).

4. Clothes - Not having the freedom to dress as I please or buy the clothes I want.Actually, this has transpired to be a good thing as MT makes me look much better than I would.Who knew money couldn't buy style?

5. Having to ask for things - Grrrrr  this is a big one. Things such as - orgasms, sweets, junk foods, chocolate, alcohol, motor bike rides, TV , permission to go out etc etc .

6. Dominance - another big one. I have always been the one in charge and exerting my dominance on others. In my career, at one stage I was responsible for 26 establishments with a staff of over 1200 people. Now I am not even allowed to be in charge of me. Where did I go wrong?

7. Having to be nicer to people - I have little/no tolerance of people who piss me off. Ok, I admit I am one of the most least tolerant of people. It does not take much for some people to hack me off, in fact all some have to do is continue breathing. Joking aside, if someone does something I do not like I will go out of my way to a) let them know it and b) try to get retribution. MT dislikes this (unless she thinks it is warranted but then it has to be a really big thing).As a consequence, I am banned from hitting anyone or being offensive to them, unless MT decides to loosen leash. 

8. Being used as a sex object - Due to items 2) and 6) above, this has been not only difficult but also bloody humiliating. Being used like this for me Owner has been bad enough but having to provide sexual services to men just for her entertainment, well that's just too much. I cannot tell you how much I hate this. 

9. The names - Oh there have been so many, here are a few ; boy, kitten, bitch, cunt, dildo, baby-cakes, slut, slag, cupcake, muffin (note the baked goods fetish) piggy, pixie, pixie cat ? (WTF is a 'pixie cat'??? And why am I one)?

10. Not being able to stop her from stealing and losing my bloody socks. People have been hanged for less.

Those are the main ones, there are hundreds of other things, over time I am sure these will become apparent in other posts.