Diary 05.20

While I was at work, She sent me a text:

“You’ve been a naughty boy, and I’ve used the Random Punishment Selector.”

So 6:30 a.m., I headed home, a little bit nervous.

Once home, I took care of chores and took a shower.

I stood naked at the doorway to Her room.

She said, “Close the door, put on your briefs, and knock before entering.”

I did so.

“Come in.”

I opened the door, and entered, and stood in front of Her.

“You’ve missed quite a few days now, in providing me with D.O.  I understand, there have been good reasons and extenuating circumstances, but the fact remains, you have been amiss in your duty.  I’ve use the Random Punishment Selector to decide your punishment.  So, go get the cock and ball pillory, and bring it in here.”

I did so.
“Place it someplace where you will be less likely to fall over.”

I set it down, close to the edge of the bed.

“Now bring in the turquoise chair.”

I fetched it.”

“Put it there,” She said.  “Now, take ‘em down, and put yourself in the pillory.”

I took down and off my tighty-whities, and stepped up to the pillory. I put my ankles in the metal cuffs, adjusted the height on the post,  separated the metal bars enough to push and pull my ‘junk’ in between the bars, then squeezed the bars together, and tightened the wing nuts.

“Bend over.”

I did, with the palms of my hands flat on the bed.

She stood up and behind me, and applied forty two strokes of the short black Delrin cane, from the top of my buttocks down to just about the back of my knees.

“Unclamp yourself….now, bend over the back of the chair.”

I did so, and She picked up the Zombie Killer paddle.

And  She delivered four strokes of it  across the middle of my buttocks.

“Now, FDAU on the bed.”

I got on the bed, on my knees, my feet just dangling off the edge, then I bent at the waist forward, so  that my face was  on the bed,  with my butt pushed up.

She picked up a long plastic paint mixing rod, and applied eighteen strokes of it across my buttocks, and down my thighs.

She started to pull on my right leg, so that it seemed out of line with my left knee and leg, so I moved my left leg accordingly, and She whacked my thighs. 

“I did not tell you to move. I’m trying to adjust your backside to get even impact on both sides.  You get nineteen more for moving.”

And nineteen more strokes were applied.

“Get up, that’s the end of the physical portion.  Now go into the back yard, and bend over the hot tub.”

I did so, and She followed, and I heard the click click click sound  that my phone makes when the camera is being used.

We went back inside, and She handed me a black dress. 

“Put it on.”

I pulled it up, and over my head, and down.

“This part of your punishment includes forced cross-dressing, and corner time.  You might be able to think of something that could reduce the actual corner time.”

Well, I can take a hint.  “May I provide you with a D.O.?”

“Yessss,” She said, with the slightest of smiles, and She took off Her robe, and lay down on the bed, wearing only panties.

I got on the bed, on top of Her, and began kissing Her neck, and working my way down, then She said, “No, lower…”

I moved down, and pulled Her panties down, and off Her feet, and began working my tongue between Her tightly closed thighs. 

After gasping loudly a few times, She whispered, “That all you got?”

“Well, let’s find out.”

I pulled the dress up and off.

My penis was not showing interest,  but some manipulation of it against Her wetness woke it up, and soon we were performing the ol’ in-out.

It lasted maybe ten minutes, then my hard-on wilted.

I think, due to the pain in my nipples and thighs.

She told me to get up, wipe down my penis, and put the dress back on.

I did.

She took pictures of me on Her phone, so I don’t have them, then led me to the living room, opened the front door wide, with the security screen door still closed, and told me to stand in the corner created by the open front door and the screen door, such that anyone passing by could look in and see me there.

Well, it’s not that busy a street. But the mail had not been delivered yet, and was actually late, by his usual standards.

“Do not talk to anybody but me,” She said.

During corner time, I usually go into mantra meditation:  “I am … I am … I am… I am… I am…”

After a few minutes, She said, “Start singing, “Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat”.

In my off-key voice, I sang the four lines of the song, repeatedly,  some twenty times.

“Stop.  Now,  recite prime numbers from one to a thousand.”

“Two, three, five, seven, eleven……   

  …One fifty-seven…”

“Stop.  Turn around.  You’re done.  Go ahead and do whatever you need to do.”

I removed the dress, put on my briefs, and a robe.  With the front door open, it was pleasantly chilly.

I started fixing my dinner, as She started getting ready for work.

I was eating and reading the paper,  when She brought in a handful of handy wipes.

“Find a gallon freezer bag to put these in.”

I got up, and did so, and returned to the paper.

From inside the shower, She called out, “Bring me the plumber’s tape.”

I got up, found the tape inside Her room, and went into the bathroom and handed it to Her, and returned to the paper.

She was putting together Her lunch, and said, “Find a plastic bag for me to carry this.”

I got up and went into the kitchen, found one, and handed it to Her, and sat down again.

“These gallon bags don’t always seal tight.  Do we have any others?”

I got up, went into the kitchen and poked around.  “Um…no others.”

I sat down again.

“Go out to my car and see if it has gas in the tank.”

I got up, found her Keys, went out the front door, down the walk, out the gate, down the sidewalk to our driveway, opened Her car, put the key in the ignition, and turned it…. Yep, all good.

I returned, inside the house.  “Full tank.”

“Oh, good. “

I did not bother sitting down again, as I watched Her doing Her final preparations to leave.

She departed around 10:45, and I finally finished the paper, and was in bed by 11:15.

My alarm annoyed me at 17:00; I was upright at 1730.

And surprised that She had not tried to wake me as yet, so I guessed She wasn't home yet.

But, as I headed into the shower, I saw Her son, standing in front of Her tv in Her room, watching, and I stuck my head in, and saw Her, sound asleep on Her bed.

I showered and dressed and made iced coffee, then went in to to kiss Her goodbye.  

She woke up enough to say 'Good bye' back at me, and I left.

In my car, 18:00.   

On the 710 north....and almost at a dead stop, averaging maybe 5 to 6 mph... up to the 5, when it all broke, wide open.

At work, 19:28.

  Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

The night work I had to do, no problem.

But helping my relatively inexperienced coworker do set up for Wednesday,  the finale of "American Idol"...

Errrrrgh...

She likes 'surprising' me.

Now, I have a couple, for Her.

HsLS  15

HsLO  192

HsLD  16

Hr Un 251

Her DO  Yes

from What Wearing a Chastity Device Means to Me

The number of multiple orgasms ..more.. that She can have than me has gone up by one.

from Her Five Rules for Controlling My Orgasm

I will swallow every drop of my ejaculate, always, without hesitation, and without being told.

from Five Basics for Keyholding

Her teasing me builds my desire for Her. 

Epilogue:

 Not a bad overnight.  Would even say, a calm one.  

I could speculate, I'm not taking that stress leave, after all.  

It's 06:20 as I'm composing this, with another couple hours to go.

2nd epilogue:
Getting ready to leave work and no new drama to report.

05.19 diary

 As mentioned in yesterday's post, Monday morning at work was ... amongst the top three Most stressful, Most challenging, Most GRRRRR  shifts I've had... (for the last 3 hours or so) in the twenty years I've been doing this.

Out of the office  0730.

Home, 0830, and I called Her on the way, to make sure She was awake, and getting on the phone to make a doctor's appointment.  

I was ready to chew on a can of nails and kick a cinder block down the street.......

I fed the animals,  and She prepared scrambled eggs and toast for me, to which I added re-heated rice and re-heated chicken, and I ate and read the paper,  and excused myself to bed, around 10:00.

Up once around 15:00, to avail myself of the ice cream treat that She had pointed out to me, was in the freezer, and back to bed 15:15.

She woke me up around 1705 to make sure I was getting up, and observed, no time for a "D.O" but asked if I wanted a bottom beating.  I politely declined.

I got up 1730,  went to the toilet, took a shower, dressed... was ready by 1800, half an hour before I needed to go, so I told Her, I had time, if the offer was still good...

In my room,  She sat on the bed, legs out, back propped up by pillows, and I lay myself over Her lap.

She applied the small church paddle 10 times to each of my buttocks, four sets in all, then fifteen times on backs of my upper thighs.

I got up, and finished dressing, said goodbye to all, and was in my car 1840, and at work 1928.

The night was easy.   (Read on, below the pix)  

HsLS  168 1/2
HsLO  168 1/2
HsLD  6
Hr UN   227
Her DO  no
Did I offer:  no
           

from What Wearing a Chastity Device Means to me

Wondering if a finger in the ass is preferable to full balls.

from Her Five Rules for Controlling My Orgasms

If I ask permission to cum, and you continue, but I do not cum within thirty seconds, it is over, I am locked up, and the clock is reset as if I did cum, even though I did not.

from Five Basics for Keyholding

She decides WHEN:  When I will be unlocked, when I may cum.

     

Epilogue:
One driver that overslept ... his first pickup was for 0500; I called him at 0415 to see when he would arrive to pick up a car...he was still sleeping...which meant, a lot of juggling, taking a guy off a 515 job, to do the 500, taking a guy off a 530 job to do the 515,  taking a guy off a 545 job to do the 530...then the sleeping beauty arrived in time to do the 545.
And a personal assistant for a hot shot agent, traveling in London, calling every 15 minutes to get driver information in London, which I could not get from our London affiliate for the longest time.
And a client calling at 0430 to book an SUV starting in Middle-of-Fucking-Nowhere, CA, and it took 15 minutes to complete, because of the slowness of ..the computer, of her changing the credit card, the email address....   errrgh.
Okay that's two.... one more morning like this, and I'm probably going out on a stress leave.

05.17 Diary

..still awake ,  finally got up at 0015, for chocolate cookies and to read Thursday's paper.
Back to bed, still not sleeping, and noticed She had some kinda strange movie on.
I asked, and she (not She) answered, "The Devil's Rejects."
I started watched it with her, as we talked.
..about how She prefers crunchy peanut butter, but is okay with creamy, if there's no crunchy, but with creamy, it depends on the brand.
Movie ended, and I finally managed to get to sleep, 0315.
Up unaided, 0722.
 I thought I had set my alarm for 0700, and I did, but for Sunday.
Anyway, up and showered and dressed,  and kissed Her goodbye, and She asked, in some puzzlement, "Did you watch the Devils Rejects last night?"
I chuckled, "Yep."
In car  0819, and clocked in at work  0902.
Glanced at me email, at work, saw a statement from my bank, saying I was overdrawn.
I hurriedly took a look,  realized that my budget had not allowed for bills paid recorded in my previous pay period as actually being paid this period, and, yes, I was quite overdrawn.
I sent an email to Her, and in the afternoon, She went to my bank, and made a deposit.
She asked, by text, "Does this mean I get anything I want tonight?'
I asked, if She wanted a Rolls Rolls.
She sent by text, "No I want your brand of smooth peanut butter."
Ah, so.    Very well, then.

Off work and out, 20;00
Home 2100.
She wasn't home yet, helping a friend in another part of LB.
I took a shower...  dressed...  finalized a blog entry.... was having dinner, as they arrived home.
Around 2245, I went into the bedroom, and just laid flat,  hot and tired.  
She came in, lay down, and we talked a bit...  before I went to sleep, about midnight.




HsLS  110 1/2
HSLO  110 1/2
HsLB   62
H UN  179
Her DO  No
Did I offer?  No.



from What Wearing a Chastity Device Means to Me
I learn to make choices, whether I prefer a crushed erection, or having my balls ripped off.

from Her Five Rules for Controlling My Orgasms.
If I ask to cum, but you stop, I will receive merciless post-orgasm torture.

from Five Basics on Keyholding
She holds the key.  I should not forget that, She will not.  She is in control. I have none.

05.16 Diary

After the show, I offered Her a DO, and She accepted.
I was still too full and bloated to do anything more than that.
Asleep around 0100.

Up 1030 for coffee, pills, snack... feeding animals..toilet, helping Her with tape...toilet... then She dressed and went to run errands,  and I continued with painting the front porch.
At 11:00, it was 84º  in the living room, 78º in Her room, 86º in my room, and 95º out on the porch.
She was going through some drama with Her group and a possibility of it being shut down, along with Her second oldest son coming by.
I continued painting until 14:30, when it was 90º in the living room, 88º in Her room, 95º in my room, and 98º out on the porch.
I sat down to cool off and catch my breath.
Then got onto my laptop, to check some things out.
Then I showered and dressed, and went out to my car, to go pick up M, and brought her back home.
Then I packed up the car, and four of us got in it, and we went to Her dinner/meeting.
She and I set up the meeting room, then sat down to dinner.
The members convened for their meeting, while I busied myself with an essay,  then they came out, and dessert was served, then I went to the meeting room, to disassemble it.
We departed, around 2140.
I dropped M off first, then we went home.
Brought the stuff in....
And I undressed and got into bed.
She came along,  and I offered Her the DO.
She accepted.
I provided.
She wanted more, but I declined, just too tired or pre occupied, thinking about going to work the next day, so my winkie was not responding.  It usually responds when I'm giving oral, but it did not this time, and I knew it would be useless.
She said, "I wanted to have you inside me, then beat your ass, but...."
"Yeah," I said, regretfully, rolling away.
She lay down, on Her side, Her back to me.
"Is there something here that needs resolution before we go to sleep?"
"I ... don't think  so, "She said.
I lay down, turned off the lights, and She asked me to find the tv remote control.
I did, and handed it to Her.
She turned it on to the news....and was snoring within minutes
So I reached over and turned the volume way way down, and tried to go to sleep.

HsLS  86 1/2
HsLO  86 1/2
HsLD  38
H UN 155
Her DO   Yes, very early a.m. and very late PM

from A Dozen Rules for a Chastised Husband
Failure to meet Her satisfaction in any regard will result in Corporal Punishment.

from What Wearing a Chastity Device Means to Me
I learn how many nocturnal erections that I am capable of. 

from Her Five Rules for Controlling My Orgasms
I will ask permission to cum BEFORE the  point of no return.



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05.15 Diary

Awake around 0930...
She told me to go get on the spanking bench.
I got up, went to pee, first,  dragged out the bench, took off my briefs, and knelt on it.
She started with 25 strokes of the Delrin cane across my buttocks, then 25 smacks of a wooden brush to each cheek, then 50 strokes of a long plastic paint mixer across my cheeks.

She said She was done.
I got up, and took some 'selfies'.  She was getting ready for work; I helped Her with Her laundry, then sat down for coffee and pills.  She left for work....
I started some laundry, then I started the painting-the-porch project,  around 11:30.

At 1330, temperatures around the house showed:  94º in the living room, 84º in Her bedroom,  97º in my room, and 104º on the porch where I was working.
Enough already.
I went in and made the bed, cleaned up the kitchen,  started the dishwasher, put my laundry in the dryer, put a rug from my room in the washer,  and sat down to try to cool off.
She arrived home, 1415.
She sat down, and I took off Her shoes and socks, and put a cold wet towel over Her feet, with a bag of ice on top of it.
Then I went about sweeping, then mopping, the living room...  and went out, and put the rug in the dryer, and brought my dry laundry inside,  and sat down.
I started reading Science of Mind, and got caught up for the last month.
And I went to my laptop, and started checking on credit card balances, and making payments.
Then it was time to get ready.
I showered and dressed, and She showered and dressed,  and got in my car by 1730.
We picked up another young woman on the way, as we headed for a munch  in Huntington Beach.
We arrived, and entered, and ate and ate and ate.....
By which time, I could not sit straight anymore, and excused myself, and went out to my car to recline for a bit.
I went back in as it was wrapping up, and waiting for the ladies, and went back to the car.
First thing was to get gas.... then I dropped off our guest,  and headed home.
We pulled up in front of the house, and She asked if we could just in the car, and talk.
Her first topic: Do I want to be in chastity to Her?
Well, yes.
We decided... that She would put me in chastity, whenever She goes out of town....not that any such trips are currently on the calendar.  And She might do so,  while still at home, if there's extended periods where She might be able to do without me.   The primary issue is, Her hypersensitivity to metal, and if I am wearing metal, and it rubs off,  it creates a swelling in Her nethers.
So, other part of the decision was,  She granted permission for me to go shopping for another CD, one of polycarbonate or silicon.  With that, She would be inclined to lock me up, anytime.
We also discussed, how hurt She was when I talked about how strange it is to think of Her as my wife, and me being Her husband, and I tried to explain, that this is how I feel about marriage in general, this doesn't feel like marriage, because it doesn't not fit into my long standing image of marriage... but I will adapt to it.  
At one point, She said, "This is not about YOUR desires."
After a shocked pause, I said, "Then what the fuck am I here for?"
By way of explanation, I figured out, I hope, She mean, this is not about HER desires, either, but OUR desires, and what all works in the relationship.
We went in.
I got on the bed, still overstuffed or worse from dinner.
After a bit, She came in, and we watched the Big Bang Theory series finale.

HsLS  62 1/2
HsLO  62 1/2
HsLD  14
H UN  131
Her DO  no

from A Dozen Rules for a Chastised Husband
When driving, with Her in the car, I can not get upset with other drivers.

from What Wearing a Chastity Device Means to Me
I'm learning to love moisturizers and baby oil.

Her Five Rules for Controlling My Orgasms.
I will be restrained whenever the chastity device is removed.