Bondage

Getting ready for this bondage session was difficult.

Threading the orange onto the string was surprisingly easy, but once in my mouth, it made me gag.  Biting down on it made it leak juice, which also made me gag, but eventually it passed.

The banana up the arse was difficult, of course, as it was so slippery. But I got it half in eventually.

The hair mousse was odd, but actually soaked away quite quickly.

But the pegs…  The pegs were tough.  I started round my nipples, easy enough.  My arse cheeks were harder to attach to, until I realised to put them on the crease where the cheek meets the leg.  And on front, they seemed to go on easily where I have fat around my waist.  My genitals were impossible.  I eventually got one on, but I immediately started to bleed, so I removed it.  Eventually I got one on the side of each testicle.

The problem was, every time I moved, another one or two would pop off.  Tying string around my ankles took some time- I had to tie my hands in front of my body.

And then I settled down to wait.  Every now and then a peg would drop off.

My nipples began to feel like they were on fire.

The pegs from my testicles fell off- under the pressure caused by the CB6000 stretching the skin on my balls.  Every movement caused another peg to come off.

My nipples hurt so much that I had to remove one from each nipple, probably after about 30 minutes.

I thought it would never end.  All I could think about was not moving, and which bits of my body hurt.

Eventually the timer went off, and I struggled to my feet.

The final count was 17 pegs fallen off, 21 stayed on.  A victory of sorts.

Half the banana has vanished up my arse, and the other half is a sweaty mess in my pants.  Nevertheless, I am about to eat this. Along with the remains of the squashed and battered orange that was in my mouth.

On-line session with Mistress Eleanor

I rose this morning excited about my latest on-line session.

After a quick breakfast, I checked my emails, and had received one from my Goddess.  As instructed, I put on my chastity device, and set off as quickly as I could.

It was a difficult drive, not helped by the pain in my balls. The CB6000 is uncomfortable when driving.

Two bad holdups on the motorway put me a half hour behind schedule.  I was annoyed, because I was desperate to get into service.

Eventually arrived, tired and hungry, and ran to set up my laptop.  Problems with the wi-fi, which I fear may give up at any moment.

Eventually read my “welcome” email….

As instructed, I changed into my best lingerie, wig, make-up, and office clothes.

I checked for my first assignment, and as befits the clothing, it was secretarial…… I worked way at Twitter for an hour until the next email arrived.

A shopping list, with plenty of unusual items, from hair bobbles through string and on to salad and cat food.

Only an hour to get it all bought.

Shot out to Tesco’s, and tried my hardest to find everything. Had to ask an assistant, and hoped I’d got all my makeup off.

Had to buy plastic clothes pegs instead of wood- hope it doesn’t get me into trouble.

The woman in front of me in the queue looked at me in an odd way…. Maybe I haven’t cleaned y eye makeup properly.  Or maybe she’s wondering “why the gloves?” inside… they’re to cover my nail varnish of course.

Rush back and report in, and get a new recipe for dinner.  It’s the usual mix of weird ingredients, stuff you just wouldn’t put together.  No cat food though…… yet.

I eat my dinner from the floor as always, and get my top and face covered. I’m hungry, so I eat it all.

I report in.  Clean up the flat.   Wash my dirty top.

All up to date.  And now I wait.  I wonder idly what some of the items are for- just smokescreen maybe.  Or are they for the next task?

I wait by my laptop, nervously.

Wank Tax

All you nasty little wankers who have been masturbating all week, Wank Tax of £10 per wank is due tomorrow via Amazon UK Gift Certificate.

If you have been good enough to keep your filthy little fingers out of your pants this week, you may apply today to be given permission to masturbate tomorrow.
In your application, tell Me when you last masturbated, and why you think I should allow you the privilege this week. What will you do for Me if I allow you.
Applications to Me by midnight UK time.

My email address for your application is Mistress@online-slave-training.info
This is also the email address for Amazon Gift Cards.

Mistress Eleanor,
i followed the instructions and wrapped an entire roll of tape on my sissy clitty. As i started wrapping it got a little bit hard, but not too much. It started out being moderately uncomfortable, but not so much that it was a real problem. As time wore on, about 30 minutes, my ball started to have a dull ache, and became uncomfortable. At about the 45 minute mark, they begin to hurt. Not too bad at first, but definitely painful. at about 55 minutes i was in quite a bit of pain from the aching.
After the hour was up, i could not wait to get the tape off. As i began to unwrap my clitty, the tape broke a couple of times, slowing my progress considerably. At the end it was hopelessly stuck, and i had to pull it off. That caused a lot of pain, and i let out audible moans.
Once the tape was completely off, the return of the blood flow caused even greater pain, but fortunately it was short lived.
All in all, i feel it was a good experience, because it made me think of Mistress. Something i can't seem to do enough of lately.
Your sissy slave girl, amber

Dinnertime for sissy tiffy