19/11/17

Here are today’s panties and nails. Purple for royalty. Mistress Eleanor being royal obviously. 

18/11/17

Today I got new instructions from Mistress. 

1 every day I must apply varnish with my big butt plus inserted wearing women’s panties and keep the varnish on all day and well as wear the panties all day. And send emails to Mistress and post them on here as well as posting Amy other tasks on here. 

Today I had to do task training task one. 

Here are today’s pictures. 

18/11/17

Quiet day today. I went for a walk with my girls and painted the kitchen ceiling. Just getting ready for Christmas. 

17/11/17

Today Mistress set me a task. My blog contained errors which needed correcting. It is entirely my fault and I was quite rightly punished for not giving my best and failing to meet Mistress high standards. I humbly apologise to Mistress. As I type this I have an extremely large butt plug inserted, my nails painted and a Home made chastity device on my balls and penis. Life is never dull with Mistress Eleanor. 

After the shock of yesterday’s announcement at work I have fired off my CV to a number of companies and I am extremely hopeful of having a new job in the immediate future. 

16/11/17

Bit of a short one today. Not a great day. A few days after getting that money shock I find my entire office is being made redundant today. Tonight I intend to be so drunk they will have to invent a new word for it. 

14/1117

So last night was stressfu and l so to balance my whining I will tell you what happened to me on one of the days I didn’t complete my blog task.  I had some friends and family and my girls on Saturday 4th November. Some friends were stopping at my house on the Friday, so I rushed home from work. I had some things to tidy so I thought as my friends are due, I will order a big pizza I can have some they can have some and I don’t have to worry about cooking. I ordered a 16” the order arrived and I thought hmmm that box looks a bit small. Unfortunately I had paid on line so the delivery guy had left straight away. I went and got my tool box and from that my tape measure (surprisingly not at the side of my bed you perverts) and measured the box (yeah this story seems full of inuendos) and it  was 13” (still only a size I can dream of, but hope Mistress has bigger to make me squeal) I called the takeout company and complained the phone guy said, and this is no word of a lie, it’s still 16” only squashed in!!!!! WTF !!! 

So yesterday I was home from work and got a knock on the door it was a court appointed debt collector my ex wife had taken out debt in my name at her address then told them she had moved back with me so the debt was registered at my address. She didn’t tell the courts, so I had a knock at the door demanding £179. Not too much but why should I pay???? Anyway long story short I paid to clear the court costs and have spent all day on the phone arranging it so any CCJ’s etc aren't registered against me. Needless to say it wasn’t a great end to what had been an awesome weekend. 

One day if I’m drunk and have my phone to hand I will type and tell you how me and a friend on a lads holiday invaded a country got shot at, fucked a watermelon and ended up on an entirely different continent and had to have our passports sent via an ambassador to repatriate us. That was all within the first four days of a two week holiday. Ah to be 19 and stupid. 

12/11/17

So I woke up at my sisters house today. I just wanted to get home and get sorted as I have tasks to complete for Mistress. However, I couldn’t get away until after tea. It looks like it’s going to be a late night for me. I refuse to let Mistress down. 

11/11/17

Today was my eldest daughters 11th Birthday. No matter how much she hoped, she didn’t get her hogwarts letter. She was happy though as she had lots of family and friends around her. No matter how many years pass a house full of screaming girls still fills me with absolute dread. Then onto my sisters to spend the night visiting her. Finding it really difficult to find time for kink. MUST TRY HARDER. 

10/11/17

So today I had a job interview. I think it went well. I hate being clean shaven though as I look like porky pig. I much prefer having stubble or a beard. At least it hides my face. 

30/10/17

Just. Short one today. I’ve been in London on business and have been out of Home for the best part of 15 hours. I’m shattered and the varvishbi applies this morning really didn’t want to come off. Still that’s fine for another month. The business not the varnish. That starts fresh tomorrow morning. 

29/10

Very busy day today. Beautiful weather so took the opportunity to give my garden a last clean and tidy. I am throwing a fireworks party and BBQ next Saturday so wanted to at least start with a tidy garden. 

Then this afternoon baked some Christmas cakes. Second batch after the first batch ahem mysteriously disappeared. 

28/10/17

Today was a quite lazy day. Last night after the football I went out to a club.  I proudly showed off my varnish that mistress insists I wear. This was a huge step for me and a huge commitment to Mistress. It may seem silly but I’d never told anyone about my kink preferences. It got me wondering how other people broach the subject with friends and family. All I can say is it didn’t end well last night. But never mind I always thought I was made for chastity. Today In a two fingers at last night I wore nail varnish to the supermarket. At the time it was a thrill. Tonight it feels like I was too eager. I don’t know if it was a good idea but I feel more committed to my path. 

27/10/17.

I’m writing this quite late so please forgive me. 

Today I was in flesh coloured varnish and panties. I came home from work to top up as I always want to look my best for Mistress regardless of whether she can see me or not. 

I was out all day and still tonight but found time to nip home. Whilst travelling o found myself looking at people wondering if they were into kink or not. I came to two conclusions. 1: kinks are never who you would suspect. And 2: even if they are I KNOW they don’t have a Mistress like Mistress Eleanor. She is beautiful and everything you could want as your domme. I find myself feeling smug even as a sun knowing I am owned. 

26/10/17

So after being quite poorly I’m back and gals to be at that. I have missed hearing from and being able to be of use to Mistress. 

Today I’m Back wearing women’s underwear and nail varnish for work. 

I am sooo happy to not be at home all day. How people manage to watch that rubbish all day is beyond me. 

Day 4 11/0/7

Today I’ve been off work and in bed a lot poorly. I still managed to go for a walk and complete a task for Mistress and complete today’s punishment. That was a real struggle today but of it was easy we wouldn’t be showing our commitment to our gorgeous Mistress would we?  

Day Three. 11/10/17

Today I was up late I have felt rubbish for a few days and today it hit. I still dragged myself out of bed to apply varnish wear my ladies underwear whilst wearing my small butt plug. 

I was quite pleased with the progress on tasks I made last night and I am desperate to get these completed and please Mistress. 

Tonight I had a long bath in fact I’m just out now with my skin still steaming. I fear I won’t make much progress tonight as my bed is calling. But before I can slip to slumber I have my punishment task to complete which I really really don’t want to do, however I would never dream of  not following orders and will of course do as I’m told. 

Have a kinky evening yall 

Sub ste 

Day 2 10th October 2017.

So today I was up early at 6 to make sure I completed my nails to the best of my ability for Mistress. 

Today also being Tuesday I have completed Mistress tasks. 

 I used a whole brand new roll and bound very tight. I also put my trousers back on which I usually don’t. I decided to get my cleaning done so I have more time tonight to complete tasks. 

As I used more tape and nouns tight and was moving a lot I noticed the tape a lot more tonight. I also left the tape on longer than an hour. I have to admit that was partially selfish as I do like being in chastity as you know. I just feel more dedicated and owned in chastity and the feeling that I can’t play no matter how much I want to I find extremely satisfying and exciting. 

I simply must get my ten tasks completed ASAP. 

Time to start. 

Day 1. 9th October 2017 sub ste.

Day 1.

I have been instructed by Mistress  to keep a daily blog, I’m not sure how entertaining I will be, but instructed is to obey. OF Course, as it should be.

Last week Mistress Eleanor set up a list of 10 things for me to do, I unacceptably was unable to complete the tasks in said time and as it was three days overdue I was instructed to complete a  punishment three times. Without going into too many details it is fair to say I regret letting Mistress down. 

Today I woke up at a little past 6 allowing me time to shower and apply varnish and wear ladies underwear, black today as it’s a Monday this seems appropriate.

After yesterdays punishment my bottom and nipples and penis are sore. It is certainly is a reminder   I got a few funny looks as I walked through work today, Maybe my walking was a little more cautious lol.

This evening it is my aim to complete as many of the tasks set, so I can move on from the punishment as my is certainly being tested and the bruises and cuts are starting to mount up.

Punishing Oneself is mentally tasking, you never want to, nor should you, let down your Mistress but the commitment is harder than when being punished by someone else. Self preservation kicks in lol. 

Sub ste.

Dear Diary – Day Twenty Seven

Oh my, what’s going to happen?

All I can keep thinking of is...

Dear Diary – Day Twenty Six

Having been pronounced fit to stand trial I was brought before Mistress Eleanor’s court.

The charge was simple.  I was accused of being a sissy.  Hearing this I almost felt relief and when asked how did I plead I, perhaps a tad too proudly, pronounced I was a sissy.  Thinking that would be the end of it I was surprised when Mistress Eleanor announced that we would be the judge of that.

The first witness was Maid M.  She confessed that she used to like teasing me by working around in just her bra and panties and chasing me and trying to kiss me.  I smiled at the memory and then cringed as she said how disgusted she was that I had taken her light blue panties and fishnet stockings and worn them.  How did she know that?

The next witnesses were a set of girls who complained about having to wear uniforms that were either see through, especially when wet, or that had skirts that the wind would blow up with unrelenting ease.  Again a smile came to my face as I remembered the happy days, but again it turned to horror as they each said how violated they had felt when they saw me looking up their skirts and dresses.  I thought I had been discrete, but obviously they had seen me.  I had kept careful records of what colour panties they were wearing each day.

Next came my first wife.  She told the court how much she loved me, before going on to say how I had never been able to give her an orgasm.  I was about to say that was because she never let me go down on her, but I knew I was not allowed to speak.  I felt bad knowing how inept I had been as a lover.  It then got worse as my first wife recounted a string of sexual perversions I had indulged in.  I was shocked by the detail she went to in describing them. I also realised she had not told anyone till now.  I felt bad.

Then there was Miss H who said how said how grateful she had been that I had let her stay with me.  I knew not to smile as I guessed what was coming although how she’d known about me wearing her bra and panties when she left for work each morning I couldn’t fathom.  I’d been so careful to take them from the dirty laundry basket.  Miss H also told the court about how I would lift up her skirt causing her deep embarrassment and humiliation. 

Then came M&M who had more tales of skirt lifting, knicker sniffing and pantie wearing.  I had to take their word for it as I am sure I would have done it if I had the chance.  

By now I just wanted to crawl under a rock and hide.

Then there was Mrs S who said how nice I was, but now that she’d heard these other testimonies she changed her mind and said I was a vile, disgusting creature.

At this stage I thought I was getting off lightly, but then had to listen quietly as my ex-wife went through a very, very long list of my failings on the domestic front.  I thought this was most unfair, but she had evidence to back up each claim and I was totally damned.

Next and in what I thought was highly improper and irregular, the jury, which consisted of all the ladies who had given evidence, were asked to give their verdict.  Without a pause and in total unison they said guilty. 

Judge Eleanor said clearly I was a sissy, but much worse, a depraved, perverted, disgusting, miserable slimy wanker.  I blushed red and wanted to apologise, not that it would do me any good, too late now.  Still, I felt it could have been worse, they didn’t know about Ms J, Ms D, Ms P or others.

Judge Eleanor announced that my sentencing would be tomorrow.  

Let me guess, it’s going to involve being strung up by my balls.  

It’s a fair cop.