Today and not enough yesterdays.

As anyone who reads my rubbish will know, mainly because I don't stop going on about it, I have found a true legend for a Mistress, however she is now not available for months. so what's a down trodden pervert like me to do?  Well there is only so long one as weak as me can last so last week I visited an old and trusted Mistress and got a red behind for my troubles. Nothing to report out of the ordinary, the session did exactly what it said on the tin.

Today however I needed something different, I needed to complete my promise of chastity. I am now locked up for one week by a Mistress  I have never visited before. The picture above is me and mine locked up. Sorry if it is not attractive but I'm no porn star just an ordinary guy.

I didn't choose my regular Mistress nor would have I chosen my new found legend for this fetish and that is because I'm frightened of failure. If at any time this week this gets too much then bolt croppers will solve the problem and then all I have to do is cancel next weeks appointment . I simply could not face failure in front of two ladies I'm not worthy to allow disgrace to.

It is only day one today and so far all is fine though it is rubbing slightly behind my balls.

I can only promise I will do my best.

"Please Ma'am hurry back, I need your discipline"

Chastity games

Not being in a relationship and getting all ones submissive kicks from the professionals should not be a bar to chastity games, but for me there is a problem. Finding a lady to lock you up and keep the key is easy if you are prepared to pay and I would be although my lifestyle does not allow this,without going into too much detail I could not carry on with my normal life unhindered.

This however did not stop me from purchasing a CB3000 some years ago which I've played glorious little games with. I would lock myself up and see how much I could bear it or simply remove it if the situation dictated.

Of course that doesn't even come close to the DWC chastity lifestyle of your good ladies letting you know if it is convenient or not for you to be released and orgasm.

I love the idea of allowing the one you love to hold the key and be in control, I love the idea of honouring someone so much that I would be prepared to do this for them. It would need to be exactly that though. I wouldn't want to have to suffer really draconian measures of months locked up as punishment, in my DWC Desire it's CP that's the punishment tool. Chastity is a honouring tool. I certainly have no desire at all to be cuckold, for those of you who enjoy it and I know there are many I wish the best of luck but I can not abide the thought of someone I love being screwed by someone else.

My little games with the CB3000 were fun though. The longest period I endured was 5 days. I locked my little friend up and just simply left the key at a place I wouldn't return to for 5 days that was over 200 miles away from London. I was at work all day with this device on, I was constantly looking down to see if there was an excessive bulge. I think I got away with it but who would have said anything anyway.

I enjoyed the knowledge that my colleagues and friends had no idea, I also enjoyed an unexpected surprise. When you are in this device you are constantly reminded of your sexuality, you also learn that during a day your penis changes size and shape constantly. I'm not just talking erection or flaccid here, there are points during the day where the penis will retreat into the body or protrude further out without an erection. Nigh time erections were a little painful.

As a foot note though I do have to say that the CB3000 was not a perfect security device, it is possible to pull out of the back. You would need a piercing for total security.

I haven't locked myself away for ages now but I think having written this I might on Monday. I'm not out of town so I will post the key back to myself.

Spanked Hubby blog ?

A guy who called himself Mike Murphy had a very successful blog called Spanked Hubby. DOes anyone know what Ihappened to this ?

Wow,and it was short sharp shock.

Last week I had a discipline session for the second time with a British CP legend. This session was special and unique right from the outset. I didn't really proactively book this session, I was almost summonsed.

I reported at 11.30. Now looking back on it I think Ma'am wanted to go directly into session mode and dispense with the usual pre session chat because I was from the front door to the punishment room in seconds where she immediately told me to prepare (ie strip) and wait in the corner for her return. As I waited in the corner it occurred to me we hadn't discussed anything, not the scene, not the implements to be used, absolutely nothing. I stood there as apprehensive as I've ever been.

Ma'am entered the room and for a few moments attended to things she needed to do as though I wasn't even there. That however changed in a blink of an eye as a harsh verbal dressing down began with reference to something I really had done and it ended with the announcement of punishment.

I was ordered out of the corner and told to go across her knees, I then went to bend over as a right handed spanker would need me but I was swiftly ordered the other side which confused me as I was sure Ma'am delivered her punishment right handed. What followed was hard to take, it was well over 120 rapid hand spanks before I was ordered to stand up.

As I stood up she said "I bet you think that's the spanking over, well it's not" I was ordered to lay the other way round over her knees and I was right Ma'am is right handed and another 120 plus very hard right handed spanks from a right handed disciplinarian descended to my rear before being instructed back to my corner, hands on head.

It was time to come back out of the corner and I was instructed to go across a whipping bench where I was to receive 12 strokes of the strap. Each stroke was delivered hard and about 20 seconds apart, they really stung. After a return visit to the corner I found my self back over the bench for 12 strokes of her brand new Glasgow tawse. I never got a good look at the tawse but I think it looked like the one below, regardless it bloody hurt and the tears arrived.

I was never in any doubt that the cane was coming my way. 24 strokes were announced and I knew a good few painful minutes were ahead. The first 12 ma'am delivered left handed. I think she is trying to perfect an ambidextrous side to her abilities. Stroke 13 however was back with the right hand and I was truly sobbing from that point on and my mind went blank to the point I lost count.

Ma'am announced that it was 15 but as I lost count and she wished me to be focused on my punishment we would start again. At this point I had a horrible shock, I knew Ma'am would start again and I genuinely had lost count but because the punishment had been in sets of 12 thus far i thought she was just going to start again on the right handed set of 12. I was still thinking this 4 strokes in until Ma'am announced "20 to go". The penny had dropped and I felt like crying more than I already was. Those of you who receive the cane yourselves know what my next 5 minutes before finding myself back in the corner were like.

I stood in that corner a broken man but Ma'am announced a further 6 strokes, I didn't argue and I was on the bench quickly. Ma'am took her shoes off and let me know the significance of that, she then delivered the final six strokes from hell and it was over. Ma'am had corrected me and I dearly thank her for her time.

What's in a name ?

In my first ever session I was instructed to address my Domme as Mistress. I don't recall having even thought about how I would address the lady but Mistress seamed logical and who was I to argue however when I moved on and sessioned with my next Domme I automatically called her mistress during the first session, she instructed me to not call her Mistress but to address her as Madam. This was the great Mistress Paula who as I said in an earlier blog I sessioned with for many years but not exclusively and during that period on an outing to Croydon I met a Domme whom I addressed as Madam and she went mad stating she was far to young to be called Madam and I was to refer to her as Mistress.

Despite this being an initial problem it has never bitten me since and not because I ask first. I have come to like using the expression Ma'am. I find myself feeling very submissive using it, to the point that I only use it in sessions and not when addressing ladies in normal life. I have never yet had a Domme object although a Domme I got to know and then fell out with on Twitter hated the term. I was due to session with her and would have had to remember the following

To be honest though as long as I end up in the position below it's just a name.

Or is it ?

40,000 visits

40,000 visits in only a few months. It is evident to me that many folk would like the next half an hour of their life to start as the image below.

and end like this

Happy are those in a DWC life, envious those of us that chase the dream another way and frustrated are those that sit by and do nothing.

Short sharp shock pending

I can hardly contain my delight at a second session with a true legend. I'm booked in for a half hour short sharp shock. I will let you know how I faired my ordeal next week. Counting down the hours until tears.