February Photofest – day 3 – Bare

Given the subzero temperatures right now, I am pleased to say that this photo was taken early last summer. We were out for the day at a beautiful country estate and gardens on a warm and sunny afternoon.
It is a rule that when I am with Master, I don’t wear underwear without permission. He prefers to have easy access to my body and I am happy with that particular situation. There is something both thrilling and scary about being almost naked in public, what is more, feeling His hand on your bare bottom as you stand in close proximity to other people is very arousing. 
In this photo we were hidden from others, but of course, ran the risk that at any moment someone could come into that particular building and see what Master was taking a photo of. During these cold days, I look forward to a time when it is warm enough to bare my arse in public again. 

February Photofest 2015 day 2 – Master’s pleasing bitch

Day 2 of Photofest 2015 is the first anniversary of our first playdate. If I didn’t become Master’s bitch on that day, then it wasn’t long afterwards.

This lovely collar is something He gave me just before Christmas, but I haven’t worn for Him yet. I am sure that will change pretty soon.

For more details of February Photofest, go to Molly’s blog 

February Photofest 2015 – Day 1 – Bubbles

I don’t post enough photos on here these days I have to admit that. At one time, perhaps when I seemed to have more time for blogging, I pretty much always included a photo, usually found on the web. Sometimes the photos have been ones I have taken and a few times they have been of me, taken by me.

Well here is something to make a change to my blog, at least for this month. I have decided to join in with February Photofest and post a photo each day of this month. These photos will be of me, mostly by me, but I wouldn’t be surprised if, when Master finds out about this He takes one or two for me.

So here goes.

Day 1 is a photo I took just an hour or so ago, in the bath. I have called it bubbles.

Actually relaxing in the bath is a real treat these days. This Christmas I received loads of toiletries, these are the bubbles from some lovely smelling Champney’s bubble bath. I guess all that is missing are other kind of bubbles, the kind befitting an anniversary. But you can’t have everything.

Today though, is the first anniversary of our very first meeting.