Hey All! Happy Monday. I almost said Happy Tuesday like I am some sort of time traveler. Well, at this time in the evening I am sure it is Tuesday morning somewhere. Japan actually. Ugh sorry, I digress. That has been my Monday, all day.
Last night’s session was simple, yet terrifying, at least for me. I am still rather “shut in” about Mistress and I’s alternative lifestyle. This blog has been revealing at times for me and has been about as public as I can take. But last night, Mistress added a slight addition to our public revealing.
As per ritual, I was to be naked, wearing ankle and wrist restraints, kneeling with my collar in hand at the foot of Mistress’s bed. It wasn’t alone long before she came in a completed the ritual by collaring me and rising me to my feet. While she tidied up the space, I was to remove my chastity device and clean myself up. When I rejoined Mistress in the now tidy space, she inserted a black rubber ball gag with a deep red rose that faces out of the submissive’s mouth. She then threw the cloth hood over my head and fixed the mouth hole to allow the rose to penetrate through the hood and unzipped the eye holes, allowing me to see the forthcoming event.
We bought this old oak chair from a store that takes old, donated items and building materials and sells them dirt cheap. Mistress then tasked me to build some anchor points throughout this wooden chair and it sits quietly in the corner of her bedroom. Well, not last night. After unzipping my eyes, she walked to the corner of the room and dragged the chair down the side of the wall, and stopped right in the middle of the wall, then she turned the chair so I would be facing that section of wall. The catch here is, that there is no wall. It is a window that faces our backyard and the walking trail that runs behind our backyard! She forced me to sit in the chair and restrained my hands behind the chair so I was unable to get up and slip away. My first reaction, bend backward so nobody can see me from the trail IF they were walking it. Mistress fixed that quick with the quick use of a leash attached to the front of me, forcing my head upright and staring out the window. Now, nobody typically walks this trail at this point in the night but you just never know these days and that is what I was afraid of. Mistress zipped the eyelids closed, took the vibrator wand, and forced it under me so it vibrated through my legs and into my junk, then poof. Disappeared. I sat there for quite some time before she decided she had enough and needed a release before bed.
I can be a bit of a prude in public compared to Mistress. Now, she is a big proponent of consent so her public play is never intense or very revealing. This was in the comfort of her own bedroom and folks shouldn’t be peeping in windows anyways. She is also extremely open about her kinks and fetishes with anyone willing to listen, especially when she knows it makes me squirm. We have a few vanilla friends that we see quite a bit that seem to push her to reveal more and more each time we get together. So I am always ready for her to say something humiliating or demeaning in nature when the topic inevitably comes up.
Anyways, that’s all for this Monday’s post. I hope you all have a great week. Stay kinky my friends.
Kneeling Kitty 