Cages, fucks, and slutty slavery...oh my!

So, i lost the right to clothing a while ago. It was mostly mutual, though i admit, in the tail end of winter, it's cold. And when Mommy said it was time for me to start sleeping on the floor, i was super excited by the prospect, and when i came home from work, Mommy had set up a nice bed. She had put a couple of pillows down and a comforter on top for me to sleep on, and i loved it. i was so happy and Mommy had me stay on it until bed time. She had me come on Her bed for a few minutes, and snuggle, and then i went back on the floor. i was super excited for a long while...and then i was cold and sore and uncomfortable all night. i didn't sleep well, but it was kinda expected. And i asked Mommy what she thought about us pulling our old cage down.

We haven't used it in a while because it's a little too small. It's not, like, ludicrously small, but it's not quite the right size. We weren't sure if it would work, but we decided to try. Beyond being sexy as hell, the cage allows Mommy to control when i am anything more than in storage, and allows a little heat for me. As i said, it's cold. And i only have a small blanket to keep warm. It's pretty restrictive, and we've worried a bit about cramping, but i started spending my nights in the cage.

i got a bad cramp the first night, and i was thankful Mommy didn't lock the door. i also had my cummy in the cage. i thought i was being quiet, but Mommy laughed really hard when i told her that. She knew damn well what i was doing.

The next night, (last night), she said she just rolled over and passed out. i'm in it right now, with Mommy just chilling out with Joker on the bed.

i'm excited to see where it goes from here.

Weird couple days..wanna hear about it?

I live with family. i can't afford to live on my own, despite two incomes. i am very ambitious, but i don't know how to get from point A to point B. i know this about myself, but i'm really bad with it. It's not me bitching about it, i need You to know it as it pertains to the story i'm about to paint. i'm also ignoring honorifics like W/we, because it's a bit harder to read.

Yesterday, after work, Miss decided we were doing a scene. We had actually discussed it a bit, and we were going to do it to drive me wild. She was going to hogtie, hood, and abuse me. And we did get the hood on, and the hood, but Miss didn't want to go easy on me at all, and she started with some impact play on my ass. i think she was using the cane for a bit, but it was a little hazy, the beginning especially. i'm not really sure how i ended up laying on my belly and cuffed to the bed, but i remember Miss demanding i get my ass up and my face down, by doing it herself.

So, ok, there i was, my ass high in the air, my face smooshed into the bed, and Miss caning my ass softly and teasingly. She grabbed the bottle and dripped some lube down between my cheeks. it was cold, and it made me jump just a bit. i felt her shove a finger in my cunt and ram it in a few times before grabbing a dildo and shoving it deep into me. i definitely jumped, and then she grabbed the cane again and started whacking harder, making sure to hit the end of the dildo a few times. 

At some point, she grabbed the hitachi wand and left it buzzing under me, caning me to show me i didn't get it. She caned and paddled me a while, actually, the mixed feelings of pain and pleasure growing, and my mind melting in the hood. 

i was absolutely desperate at that point. i would have done anything to cum, i think. And Miss shoved me down, positioning me so the hitachi was directly on my clit, and my mind lit on fire. i couldn't move, because i needed that stimulation. i couldn't breathe because the slightest motion might derail it. And still She paddled me. And i felt my orgasm coming, a little closer with every smack!

And finally, i did cum. But i couldn't move. Couldn't scream. Couldn't do anything at all. And Miss didn't notice, or didn't care. i still don't know which. And she kept paddling. The vibrator stayed on my clit. There was no fanfare. There was just a bodily function. 

Then, we were interupted by my grandmother needing my help. 

Today, Mommy and i started working on some ideas for a really awesome sex toy. Not really even a dildo, it's...completely new. We'll be getting started on building it very soon, and then it'll become a thing we make. 

In hopes that Mommy sees this...

This is only a quick post. i'll write a lot more later on. i'm only writing this in the hopes that Mommy sees it and decides i've been good enough to have earned it.

i really want to be hogtied for a long time again tonight. With the hood on, and the subliminal recording playing in my ears. i really want to be teased to extreme degrees, with no real rest or break, just way too much stimulation constantly until i'm a mess. i want Mommy to just enjoy me. i loved being a decoration, but i'm so so desperate to feel like a fucktoy...and i hope Mommy just gets everything started, without telling me She read this.

Fucktoy Ahoy!

Now, i don't know if You know this, but i'm a toy. The brain works perfectly, just no one is paying much attention to what's happening in there, that kind of thing. Well, i got to really feel like it for a while earlier. It also made me think there might be a pretty awesome kinky version of "Truth or Dare" in there...you know, for game nights with the swingers.

But, as i lay there, feeling my own aroual betraying me time and again, with no stimulation whatsoever, in a hogtie, hooded, i couldn't help but really enjoy the sensations.

i know Mommy is planning stuff where i'm left at home like that with guests around, but i'm kinda scared about what that many hands could do to my poor, fragile, delicate little fucktoy mind. Overstimulation, be it pain or pleasure, could probably manage to break me faster than a lack thereof. i was tied for a good 45 minutes to an hour, (about to try a few hours of it now), but i didn't really process time.

i was also thinking of products and services we could offer. We have a lot of plans, but nothing i feel like i can do right now. Tomorrow, i'm going to try to make an alien cock out of clay. Really something that i would love to feel using me. And i'm going to make a nice, big, fat, painful dildo. And i am going to post pictures of them. i'll post a couple here, but my patrons will get to see them in use. They'll get to see me masturbate with a huge alien dildo, and maybe even get video.

i think that's one of the things i'm really and truly loving about my life right now. i can be the nasty, disgusting, perverted slut, and my Mommy just eggs me on to be even more so. i think She likes the idea of me being the biggest slut i can possibly be. She wants us to be the biggest kink icons we can be. i do, too, but i'm just enjoying being used, and fucked, and teased, and abused, and humping everything and fucking myself with whatever and my life being just so...sexual in such a way that i'm only calm during the periods where we need to be calm. And beyond that, i'm already pretty uncontrollable, and it's only those few acts that i feel Mommy wouldn't want me to do, (even though She already told me i could and i'm just being a stupid cunt), that i don't do more often.

i can't wait to experience a few hours in silence and in bondage, just there as a decoration and a toy. It's going to be awesome.

Yesterday was freaking weird, tonight was fucking awesome!

Ok, so i'm still new to real slavery. So far, it's been kind of a weird mix of doing whatever the hell we wanted mixed in with whatever toys we could manage to get our hands on. It wasn't an entirely effective mix, i'm sure that those of you who have been slaves or Owners for a while are shaking their head at me right now, or have at least once.

So, yesterday was it's own trip. i got ready for work with nipple clamps and clothespins on, and got my first real proper punishment. i had a cummie by accident while adding to my tumblr queue. Mommy understood, but that didn't get me out of anything.

So, i'm going to jump to the fun bits, starting from the punishment. Mommy said that since i was naughty, but told her about it, i wouldn't be punished too severely. i was placed in a corner, on my knees, my legs spread wide, facing the wall, with my hands behind my head for 15 minutes. i think we both just sorta assumed that that wouldn't be a big deal, it's more about being quiet anyway, but dear god...

For those of you who don't know, and don't have the itch to discover it themselves, you get super sore. Like, your body aches to move, to release the strain of the position. So, 15 minutes took forever, and i was ready to cry by the end of it. When Mommy finally said i could move, i collapsed. After something like a dozen attempts to get up, i finally made it to the bed.

Mommy and i talked about it for a bit. And it was awesome, yet horrible, and we decided we would be starting real training on positions. i sealed my own fate right at that moment.

After work today, (Mommy got a free day off with pay today), Mommy said i'm no longer allowed to walk in our bedroom, and put down my food and drink in a dog bowl, which i happily ate out of. There was actually something super awesome about it. i kept wagging my butt at her, and while i don't even know if she actually saw it, it made me happy.

It actually took me kind of a long time to eat, as i don't have a snout that the bow was designed to accomodate, but i managed. Actually, drinking out of a bowl was a lot easier than eating, once i kinda had an idea as to what to do. i'm sure eating like that will get easier.

Mommy let me have a big hug and we got to training.

The chart of positions we are using for training. Consider it the rough idea.

Mommy had me be in Tower, Bracelets, and Nadu for 5 minutes each. i was allowed to see what was on the tv and talk, but i was actually pretty focused on my positioning and letting myself get to know each ache and pain, trying to figure out what i could do to stretch those muscles more throughout the day.

i had so much fun working on my positions, though most of my body hurts right now. i had to stay pretty much completely still throughout, and the positions were pretty straining. 

Oh, and we went to get Mommy a new cane and a new paddle, and there's a possibility i might start working, and potentially teaching classes, at the Adam and Eve not too far from here. The manager seemed pretty impressed with me, and i have been taught how to GIVE all the pain, even if i'm not super at receiving it all. 

All in all, it was a good couple days. i feel super close to my Mommy right now, and she's sitting next to me as i type, and i bet she's looking forward to reading this all as well. i love You, Mommy!

Also, please share this. i'd love to have people reading about my training and the fun i have with Mommy. i'd love it if you'd share on any platform you use, or copy and paste the url to forums. Thank You!

Mental Transition Point

Did you know that slaves who are in training go through a bunch of mental transitions? This is where their minds either really suddenly have to process everything, or find acceptance with what's going on. The former is really hard on both the slave and Owner, as the slave feels suddenly trapped and scared, while she second is, apparently, much more pleasant.

So, to start, slept naked, but without the tail. my poor little butthole was too sore to keep something in it all night long, and Mommy said that i been good enough that i could take it out. But, i woke up considering nudity, nudism, and humiliation this morning, and i realized, i don't care who sees me naked. My body is nothing to be ashamed of, and my Mommy thinks it's sexy, and that's literally all that matters.

Plus, i'm a fucking toy. i should be naked. i should never really be dressed. Sure, my nudity might always have a dash of sexuality to it. i'll be dripping and needy and stuffs, but i'll still be me, still have my mind and personality, and can still hang out, but...be...y'know, nakie.

The other thing that has been on my mind a lot is Mommy seems to be getting into the idea of leaving in bondage in a semi-public setting. Just putting me in chastity so i can't be fucked, but can be spanked and molested and stuff. i dunno how i feel about it.

i mean, i'm a toy. i'll do whatever Mommy tells me to, up to and including letting everyone punish me, but i dunno...Mommy and i will need to talk about it before anything does actually happen, but i'm unsure about it.

So, i say, no more clothes for digit! Yay! Nakie digit!

Crazy day yesterday

So, the day before yesterday, my car got a flat tire, so all day yesterday was spent trying to fix it. Because no place that does tires is open on sunday. I was really stressing out, but I did eventually find a place, but it didn't get finished until 4 in the afternoon. There was no time for much! But, since we had such a hard day, we got to get D'Angelos subs, (we both got steak and cheese! :)), and we still got to go and get Mr. Stuffins. He's my new bear. i call him Mr. Stuffins, but his first name is really Dick.

Then, we smoked up and chilled out for like the whole rest of the night. Mommy teased the ever loving shit out of me though! I got edged like 3 times last night and like 15 times this morning, because She was relentless! She was having me play with Her and giggling when i was all like, "Mommy, please stop or i'll cummie!"

But, She did let me cum, but i think she didn't think the permission would do anything. i can't usually cum under pressure, but i was so fucking turned on, i was a dripping little mess and she was loving it.

Now, i'm having a smokie while i type. i have to get ready for work, and i really don't want to. i want to be making porn, working on toys, stories, and my game. i want to be pleasuring her, and in tight bondage. i want to be hers all the time, not just when we are free to actually act like it.

It sucks.

But, She did say that i would sleep hogtied and in my hood. i like that. i made a subliminal track to play all night long, which will probably make me just as turned on come tomorrow morning...when i have to go to work again. Ugh. Being a grown up is super hard.

i have to go take a shower and wash all the filthy slavey-ness off myself so i don't stink like a whore at work. bye bye!

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