harnessed

Last week I forgot all about Throwback Thursday, but this week I am on the case. Master loves to buy me kinky things to wear, and he is a lover of leather collars and harnesses. I know that this is at least a couple of years old because of the length of my hair. I am also pleased to know that I am back to a similar weight. Love to wear this again soon.

 

The kink returns

There is probably nothing like blogging to say that the kink is absent from a relationship to make it return. Well I guess that’s is no accident since Master reads this blog. Not only does He read, but He likes to discuss posts and make suggestions.

What is more, even as I wrote my last post, I knew that He was thinking about how to reinvigorate that part of our life.
On Friday, as has been usual for most of the past couple of months (when we had no plans to go out) He came over to me and I cooked us some tapas from a really good book I have. We drank wine (if the truth be known, a little too much wine) and listened to some music which I had downloaded following our Lieder festival trip.
Time went by. We ate and drank wine. We chatted and drank wine. We listened to music and drank more wine. In the cold light of day the following morning I was to regret that quite so much wine passed our lips; painting walls and skirting board is not fun with a hang over!
At some point Master suggested I strip off. I did so and He wondered if I had anything I might like to wear instead of clothing. Of course I did since Master likes to buy me leather gear which covers very little of my body. So I went upstairs and found a little number that framed my breasts. Well it would have framed them if I hadn’t lost quite so much weight, but I am sure we can fix that.
As I say, lots of wine had passed my lips but what I can say is that I knelt for Him. What is more I worshipped Master’s cock. I presented myself and I was lucky enough to be given A LOT of orgasms.
I was drunk and so was He. But not so drunk that I didn’t know what I was doing, why and how.
We talked a lot, then and subsequently about what we need to do to get the Master / slave part of things back on track (not that we have actually lost the substance of our relationship). I know that over the coming weeks we will be making sure we do just that.
Thinking about the coming month and about my lack of posts over recent weeks though. I am planning to try to blog much, much more over November. Whether it is about our M/s relationship, our kink or just life in general.
Time to get this blog back on the road.

H is for……

Harness and Hair.

I have to admit that thinking of words beginning with H which I wanted to write about was a challenge. I knew I wanted to talk about hair (more of that further down), but wasn’t sure about the other word. Then when I was reading Marie Rebelle’s blog, I saw that she had included harness, and I knew I wanted to do so too.
Master loves to see me in a harness and I love the feel of it. The way it frames my tits and makes me feel like a sexual being. Clothed but unclothed. Master bought me a clear plastic harness for my birthday the first year we were together. I remember wearing it under my clothes when I visited my parents soon after. I also have a leather one which feels even better; not surprisingly the plastic one can make you sweat a little, especially if you are like me, menopausal. Last night we were talking about some of the things I could do to be reminded more of my place as His slave and to be able to serve Him better. One of the things we discussed was that I might be naked or wearing a harness more when we are home alone and are not planning to go out. So seeing H for harness was timely, as is writing about it. Access to the body He owns is an important feature of our relationship, for us both and wearing the harness does just that. In this photo I am wearing a spanking skirt too and this is the very outfit (if you could call it that), which I would like to wear when we go to a play party, hopefully soon.
This photo was taken a while ago, I know because in it my hair is quite long. Since last autumn time, I have taken the plunge and had my hair cut short. Master prefers short hair on His slave, indeed if she came home with it shaved he would be over joyed.
But while I find photos of women with shaved heads quite attractive, I am not sure that really is for me. what we are discussing though is a style where I have the area around my ears shaved, or certainly very short and the rest a little longer. Perhaps a little like this lady who I photographed last year during Samana Santa in Spain (hence the costumes of the people around her).
My only concern is that most of the women I see with these kinds of hairstyles are much younger than me. However, this is one area that I would like to get closer to what Master wants from me. I love to please Him and while He isn’t insisting that I get my hair cut shorter, I know that He would love it if I did. I have a hair appointment booked for a couple of weeks time and plan to discuss the options with my stylist then. Time to take the plunge I think.

The harness

Master loves to frame this girl’s tits in a harness and have her sit naked except for the leather, and of course the collar. He loves to have access to his girl’s body and to touch and to play with her while He watches a film.

For her part, this girl finds wearing this kind of harness arousing. The feel of the collar, which restricts her neck movements, and holds her head up in the correct posture. The framing of her tits as they sit proudly on display for His enjoyment.

Master believes that his slave should always be ready for use and spending time wearing the harness makes her ready and what is more, He wasted no time in making use of her. He took numerous orgasms from her slutty body, sending her deep into the slave space they both love her to inhabit. A place where His power and dominance shine through for them both to see and to feel.

For us, M/s is all about those things. It is about His control and her deep submission to that control. The harness helps this girl to find her inner slut, the exhibitionist and what is more it makes Him horny.

You may notice from this photo that Master managed to get the harness inside out this time, it can be a bit complicated after a glass of wine or three.

February photofest – Day 8 – Master’s Kinks

Master is helping me find out so much about myself. Who knew I would love wearing the leather harness and spanking skirt as much as I do. I am so happy that His kinks and mine match up so well.

Next challenge for me is to take all of this out of the privacy of our homes, or a hotel room and into the wider kinky world.

 

Finding ‘it’ again

Over the past few weeks we have either been to busy or else too lethargic to explore our M/s sides. I haven’t necessarily been unhappy with the way things have been, since there is always an undercurrent of BDSM in our relationship. But given the choice I have to admit I do like it to feel a little more obvious. What is more, over recent months Master has bought his girl a few pieces of leather wear that I haven’t had much opportunity to wear. The most recent is a harness that frames my breasts and also has a leather collar. It arrived around Christmas time, but so far I hadn’t worn it, until last night.

It was obvious He was feeling horny as soon as I arrived at His house. There was something in the way He kissed and held me. Not to mention the way He caressed me and spoke to me. He loves me to tell Him who owns me and to say out loud that I am a slut, His slut. So there were clues in our conversation from the start. For once we weren’t going out anywhere, He had prepared dinner for us.
Once we had eaten, He removed my blouse and bra and put on the harness. The soft leather framed my tits and pulled them into a more pert position, it isn’t that I am especially saggy in that department, but a little help is welcome. The collar on this harness is an added bonus, something that doesn’t allow you to forget it is being worn, especially when he attaches a leash to it! I slipped my blouse back on and we sat watching tv and drinking wine. There is something different about sitting together while one of you wears a collar and harness and the other holds the leash. Something which leaves you in no doubt about the power dynamic.
Gradually the tensions of the week slipped away, as those submissive feelings which in truth are never far away take over once again. Master and slave, doing regular things, but with a difference.
Bedtime and He demanded use of the body He owns. Taking possession, plunging inside, declaring me to be His bitch, His slut. Telling me that I was to give my self to Him, that I was to orgasm for Him. Touching me, giving pain to me – squeezing, pulling, biting the pierced nipples He owns.
Then as the orgasms subsided, we settled down to sleep. Both happy in the knowledge that what we have is there. That whatever else we do in our lives, He is still Master and I am still girl. His slave.

Friday – Dirty weekend 2

Sometimes a girl has such a good time that she needs to write a series of posts. The title of this one is dirty weekend. For the first in this series you need to look here.

This girl arrived at Master’s just before 7, slightly stressed – this was because the bag she thought she would take with her for the weekend couldn’t be found and because her busy day had slightly caught up with her.
Dinner was a thai takeaway; Pleasant if with a slightly overpowering sense of ginger and chilli. The wine was good though and it felt good to catch up on events (including the munch girl hasn’t yet written about). A little later, Master asked “what would girl like to do now”? Like girl had any choice in the matter!
Master thought it would be good if his girl got into her collar and breast harness, both of which require His assistance. What is it about that collar and anything this girl wears with it? Straight into some kind of submissive space is the answer.
The leather collar is both comfortable and restrictive. He tightened it more than usual, but to be frank, it felt right. Coupled with the harness, but otherwise naked. This girl was immediately her Master’s slut, His pleasing bitch.
Make no mistake this is all about His power. He loves to see the look in His girl’s eyes. The one that says, “I’m yours, take me and do with me as you will”. She of course loves to be reminded that she is His slave.
Trouble is, this girl has recently found that once she relaxes in this slutty, submissive way, she begins to feel sleepy. Tonight was no exception and contrary to what you might think, it is perfectly possible to drop off to sleep half naked as described while drinking beer and watching a film.
Still, with a whole weekend ahead of us, there was no need to worry. Master and His pleasing bitch have a great weekend to look forward to.

Downtime

This weekend has been quieter than any I can remember in a long time. Between Friday evening and Sunday lunchtime there was no rushing about, no worrying about other people. The time spent was just us, Master and his girl. Time spent watching tv, browsing the internet separately and together, time eating and drinking together. We went out for lunch on Saturday lunchtime, but otherwise were home. Sadly, tiredness overcame me on both evenings and I slept while He watched TV.

Late last night though Master woke me to watch some porn with him. I had been sleeping once again in my wide leather collar, and this time my spanking skirt too. I struggled to wake up, but after a short time was feeling aroused by the online film He was watching. He suggested that we should do more of that, and I am sure we will.

Mornings are a special time for us. Often I wake first, and this morning was no exception. I always know when He is awake and ready for me, as He tends to move my hand onto His cock. I love to feel Him growing within my hands and then for Him to push Himself inside his girl’s slutty hole. After He had used me for a while, I cleaned His cock of my juices and then mounted Him. I know that others don’t find riding their Master a particularly submissive thing to do, but I find that it puts me deeper into subspace and that it makes me feel more submissive than in some other positions. It also gives a chance to use my clit piercing to best advantage for me, to allow His cock to rub along the piercing and then slide back inside me. He loves this feeling too, or I guess it wouldn’t happen in that way.

Master loves His girl to talk to Him in a dirty way, and this morning we discussed the way the girl on the porn film had spoken and how that turned Him on. We also talked about my piercings and what He plans for me as a greater sign of my submission to Him. The thought of the labia piercings; something I wouldn’t have considered a few months ago, excite me. I am sure that we will get those done, once we find the right person to do them for us.

Next weekend we will be away from both our homes together. We are staying in a hotel with a show and concerts arranged. The times when the outside world can be kept at bay are important and special. They give time for Master and His girl to be the people they want to be, in the way they want to be. For this girl, it gives the chance to serve and be Master’s slave. His pleasing bitch. She loves it!

What to wear?

This girl has never possessed much in the way of festish / kink wear. S had a liking for stockings, suspenders and heels, but generally they were something you could find on any high street.

Master has spoken for some time about the kind of ‘clothes’ He would like to see this girl wear. He is keen for us to attend a suitable party / event soon and to do that, girl needs to be dressed right.

On this girl’s birthday she was presented with a breast binding harness. This gives girl just a little support for her 50 year old breasts, which means they sit proud. She really likes the effect it has on them and her upper body.

Then a few weeks ago, when we arrived at our hotel in Amsterdam (a lovely weekend away by the way), Master gave this girl two new presents. One was a beautiful collar made of soft leather. It is wide enough that this girl needs to keep her head up when wearing it. But comfortable enough that it could be worn for an evening. The second present was a spanking skirt, also made of leather. Master had spoken of girl wearing such a thing, so it had been in His mind for some time. The skirt feels lovely to wear, looking decent from the front but leaving nothing to the imagination from the back. That afternoon, this girl wore those two items and found herself slipping, with no effort into subspace. Master was thrilled with the effect.

Since then, this girl has dressed for Master in this way just once, but what she can say is that they made her feel completely sexy, horny and proudly the slut he so loves. They are easier to stand, lie down or to kneel in than to sit – maybe that says something about their purpose. Master photographed this girl dressed in this way and has posted a photo of the rear view on His blog. This girl has to admit she is really very pleased with the effect (He has a front view photo too, for His own collection).

As someone who used to feel self conscious in normal lingerie, it is an amazing thing that this girl would consider leaving the house wearing this kind of gear. But to be honest she is pretty excited at the prospect. This girl is not only a pleasing bitch for Master, but a very kinky one too!