Excuses

Let's have a bit of Christmas fun, shall we? Jane left this comment on my last post:

Perhaps you should invite suggestions from your readers for the most plausible excuse that Linda can give to your mum... :-) How about (after a shock) "Ouch! I must remember, nylon knickers and static electricity don't go together..."

So..... imagine you are linda. Mum doesn't know that you're locked in your Neosteel belt with an electric plug up your bum. Discretely, I press the transmitter button and you let out a yelp. How do you explain it to mum?

Santa will be pleased

DAY 265
The RCES Unit for linda's Neosteel belt has arrived and I'm delighted to report that it fits - so the carefully-prepared drawings worked. Linda hasn't worn it yet - that particular pleasure can wait till Christmas Day - but I was able to check all the bits during Thursday's cleaning session. I admit that I'd been more than a little worried after my lovely adopted sister Jane mentioned the need for D-rings, but this one just has a little tab that locates on the base of the anus aperture, and two snap-locks that fit through holes on the rear shield. Easy! The radio receiver and electric shocker box is more bulky than I'd expected, but I'm sure we'll find a way of keeping it discretely tucked away. If others manage, then so can we.

Work has been manic over the past few days. I felt sure that the whole town must have been stocking up for an orange drought as we've sold dozens of boxes of them. However, Paul had worked it out long ago and at our local parish church this evening he was proved right. Christingles! And very pretty they all looked when they were lit and the lights turned off.

However, I digress. What I really wanted to say was that linda has been helping out a lot at the checkout as we've all been rushed off our feet. She does look the part in her green tabard and I've not heard of any 'man in drag' comments. That's due, in no small part, to the laser treatment she's been having on her face - so Julie, take a bow! Poor linda - with Julie's laser stinging her face and the RCES about to sting her bum, there's no escape for the poor girl!!!

Mum is arriving on Wednesday 23rd, so linda will have just a couple of days of relative freedom before suffering the indignity of her lovely Christmas present. I'm hoping that the occasional low-level shock will keep her up to standard without making things too obvious. It will be interesting to find out the range of the transmitter - the prospect of summoning linda to the lounge with a couple of gentle shocks up her bum appeals immensely!

In answer to brianna's question, linda will wear one of her 'regular' maid's uniform for cleaning duties while mum is here, but I don't think that will arouse too much suspicion.

Getting ready for Christmas

DAY 257
A couple of my regular readers have emailed me, noting that I haven't been posting here as often as I used to. I confess that the urge to blog is not as strong as it was, for reasons that I can't fully explain, but that can be traced back to my breast cancer scare. Also, life here has settled down to a steady routine which I've already described in some detail, so I'm often left wondering what to write about. Any ideas? Added to all this, business commitments have kept me rather busy recently.

Christmas is coming! We put up our Christmas Tree yesterday and decorated the lounge. We both really enjoyed doing this and ended up in fits of laughter as we tried to persuade drawing pins to stay in the ceiling or the tree to stand upright. Today, when I get home from work, we're going to decorate the hallway so that it looks nice and christmassy when we come through the front door.

This Christmas promises to be absolutely wonderful as my mum is spending a week with us. If you've been following this blog closely, you'll know that things between mum and me took a serious knock when I had gender reassignment surgery, so now that the relationship has been restored we have lots to catch up on. On the basis that it's best to stike while the iron is hot, Linda and I have decided that, whilst we won't blatantly parade the D/s side of our life, we're not going to hide it either - by which I mean that it will be clear that linda takes her orders from me and does all the domestic work. I haven't mentioned any of this to mum, so it will be interesting to see what happens. My hunch is that she's so thrilled to have a daughter for the first time in her life that she won't care.

And that, dear friends, is all I have for you this time. Not much about bondage and spanking, but it does go to show that we can almost be 'ordinary' at times!

The Ministry of Silly Walks

DAY 249
Whenever I see linda doing her sissy walks it reminds me of that old Monty Python sketch. If you don't remember it, take a look on UTube. Linda has now been practicing her own silly walk for a couple of weeks now, based on the one I described in Walking the Maid.

I confess that, to linda's acute embarrassment, I frequently get an attack of the giggles as she wiggles her way back and forth across the room - back straight, boobies thrust forward, elbows tucked in, etc. Unlike in Deborah Ford's story, I also add a hobble chain that makes a reassuring jingle as she moves, and I substitute a gag for the 'pursed lips'. At the end of each run, or each lap if she's going round and round the dining room, linda turns towards me and does a nice sissy maid curtsy. We generally keep this up for 20 to 30 minutes, with the occasional 'correction' from the cane or strap.

Mention of the strap reminds me of the London Fetish Fair and my investigation into electrics. Last week I came to an important conclusion - nothing is going to equal the security and effectiveness of the Neosteel RCES unit, so I've ordered one as a Christmas present to myself. It's costing a fortune, and several times after placing the order I've told myself that I must have taken leave of my senses, but it's too late now.

Anne, if you're still out there somewhere, tell me that I've done the right thing!

This isn't really a game

DAY 242
After a post like my last one I often feel the need to redress the balance. Yes, punishment does play an important part in our relationship, but it certainly doesn't dominate things. Indeed, linda has not been seriously punished for almost three months and I'm generally pleased with her behaviour.

In a comment on my last post, 'Master Ken' asked, in effect, whether our whole lifestyle was a game, rather that a serious D/s relationship. Well, Ken, I suppose it's half way between the two. When linda is punished, even if it's just a short OTK spanking or a leg whipping, there's always a reason - I don't do it just for fun. On the other hand, bondage is something I enjoy immensely, so linda frequently finds herself restricted or immobilised just for my pleasure.

Then there's the chastity control. The novelty of wearing her Neosteel belt has well and truly worn off for linda and she'd love to taste freedom and have ownership of her own body again, if only for a few days. But I am emphatic that the belt stays firmly locked in place, except for medical and hygienic necessities. (For instance, linda has a doctor's appointment last week, and I would hardly expect her to turn up in steel panties!) The chastity belt is the defining item in our lifestyle - without it, linda might as well be an 'ordinary' transsexual woman and look for a job.

Today linda's duties include a visit to the supermarket, cleaning at Anne's house, and washing and ironing here, before going down to the shop at closing time to clean up. Shes' already wearing one of her black maid's uniforms, which I will lock in place before I depart for work. With a coat over the top, she looks perfectly respectable for going shopping, so we've ceased to worry about such things. And when I get home this afternoon there'll be a nice cup of tea awaiting me. Perfect!

Spanking benches and other ideas

DAY 235
I had hoped that Paul would help me with this post as he and I have been working on some seriously deviant equipment for linda. However, he's up to his eyes in work at the moment, so I'll try my best to describe developments. To do the subject justice it's going to be a longer post than usual, and if it gets edited over the coming days, you'll know that Paul has been reading it and asking for changes :) .

I'll start with the simple bit. During linda's last serious punishment session it quickly became clear that I needed a proper spanking bench. A quick search of the Internet produced this drawing and linda, who is quite skilled at carpentry when she puts her mind to it, was told to make one. This she did in a couple of days - hardly difficult as it's only 8 lengths of 75mm x 12mm timber and a couple of pieces of plywood. The foam cushions had us baffled for a while, but we finally settled for pieces of foam-backed carpet, with an extra piece of foam sandwiched between the carpet and the plywood. Linda has endured a couple of quickie punishments on 'her' bench and I'm pleased to say that the immediate problem has been solved. The design does, however, have a couple of drawbacks:

1. It's very unwieldy and has to be stored in the garden shed.
2. It's almost TOO comfortable!

Hence I enlisted Paul's skills and his devious mind. Together we spent a pleasant hour looking through my large collection of 'naughty' bondage art. A couple caught our attention, though you have to treat many of these drawings with caution as the depictions may be impossible in real life.

Augustine's art is mostly about enemas and urine control - something that doesn't excite me one little bit - but we both liked the look of the bondage bench in this cartoon. A mock-up was hastily constructed and we found that it really does work. The trick is in the arm bondage - by ensuring that the arms can't be bent and strapping them to the vertical post, the victim's body is kept reasonably level. However, it works best if the arm post is about 6 inches in front of the one under the tummy. Paul and linda have now almost finished work on a prototype that will be added to our collection.

One drawback with this design is the lack of head support, which could become a problem if linda is to spend an hour or more strapped down on it. So next we searched the Internet and found this on the Rascal's Club website. Vancover is a long way to go to get one, but I'm sure you can see that the design from the waist backwards is not unlike the Augustine one.

At this point, Paul had one of his brainwaves, inspired by the second drawing from my collection. If the pillory section could be made detachable, it could be used by itself as a means of keeping linda's hands nicely immobilised, or attached to other pieces of equipment, such as a spanking bench or even this invention from the pen of Ashely. I don't want to run the risk of linda tripping and breaking her neck, but I guess that, so long as the neck aperture is fairly large, it'll be safe enough. Nothing has been made yet, but we plan to start experimenting soon.

Canes and straps keep linda up to standard

DAY 228
I'm pleased to report that life here has at last returned to normal, though 'normal' may not be the best word to describe our relationship!

The problem with what, for us, is normal is that you've read it all before, so it's difficult to know what to blog about. For instance, yesterday evening was Belt Cleaning Time and I still follow the routine described on 13th July (Day 112). The only change is my realisation that linda need only shave herself every 3 weeks, so for the other two weeks I blindfold her as well as cuffing her hands to the ceiling hooks. That way she only gets sight of her 'privates' once every 3 weeks. Poor girl!

One thing that has developed during this time - and especially since linda's day of punishment for breaking Rule No.5 - is my use of the cane. I've learned to hit her much harder around her legs when her voice isn't up to standard, and I readily have her lean over the arm of a chair and bare her bum for other minor misdemeanors. Also, the strap I bought in London has proved to be an excellent tool for rewarding misbehaviour.

I emphasise that these canings and strappings don't last very long - just a few firm strokes - but the effect on linda's behaviour has been a joy to behold. She really does worry when I inspect her work, and consequently there has been a dramatic improvement in the quality of her housework.

However, the threat of serious punishment remains if linda should be foolish enough to break one of the Golden Rules. After my earlier problems, I've put a lot of thought into suitable designs for a Spanking Bench, and next time, with Paul's help, I'll describe what I've ended up with.