I've been a very bad girl!

From Madam Alice:

I woke up on Saturday morning with a slightly mischievous plan forming in my head.  Billie had been in to bring me and John some tea and to check what and when we wanted Breakfast.  she was in full maid dress and her usual efficient self.

The plan for the day was to go into town to do a bit of shopping, I wanted a few things for going away with and also as neither I or john are big fans of Christmas Shopping the idea was to beat the crowds and get one or two presents.

So after an early lunch I went to get changed to go into town with John.  My maid attended on me as I dressed and with john down stairs reading the paper I put my wicked plan into motion.

I had billie fetch my leather mini skirt, sheer black blouse, one of my basques and stockings and lay them out on the bed while I stripped and did my make up.  I told billie to fetch my knee high black boots with the 3 inch stiletto heels and also to get my long black wool winter coat.

when she returned I had her help me put on the basque, stockings and the boots.  billie asked me what knickers I wanted and I told her I didn't need any as I planned to go Commando for the trip out.  billie bobbed a curtsey and said that John would be pleased.

I was then a little wicked with billie and teased her about the fact that John has such freedom with my sex, but if my maid knelt down and crawled to her Mistress I would let her have a taste of what she was missing.  Well I enjoyed Billie's very skilful tongue for about 5 minutes and then pushed her away - if I hadn't I would have used her to completion and we would have been late!  As it was she had go me just nice and ready for the rest of my afternoon out.

I told billie to go and inform John and I would be down in a couple of minutes and that he should start the car to have it warm for me getting in.  billie was also told to get my hat and wait by the door front door for me.  she bobbed another curtsey and of she scuttled.

I finished dressing, heard john pull the car round to the front of the house and headed down the stairs to find my dutiful sissy at the bottom waiting with my hat.  I took the hat placed on my head and adjusted the angle to suit  and kissed my billie on the cheek and told her to get on with her duties.  a playful slap of her bottom and I headed for the door and into the waiting car with John.

We chatted as we headed into town, John was after some toiletries for going away with and also to look for a couple of ideas for his daughters.  I wanted to look for a dress for when we went away and also a couple of multi pack panties either from Debenhams or M&S.

As we parked up and got out the car, I adjusted my coat and I took Johns arm and just as we started to walk to the shops on this cold wet afternoon, I whispered to John, that I didn't have any knickers on!

The look on John's face was a picture and then his retort was "why, didn't the maid lay any out for you? She's getting lax, I'll have to put her over my knee for that!"  we both laughed and made our way the first shop.

we visited a couple of clothes shops and I eventually found a shop that has a really nice dress and what I thought was a decent (cheap?) price. (I like good clothes but not at ridiculous high prices).  I asked if I could try it on and pooped into the changing room.  It was a lovely dress and fitted just fine, it didn't go with the boots but I wouldn't be wearing boots with it on our holiday.  I stepped out of the changing room booth and asked john's opinion and go a very enthusiastic thumbs up.  so back in and changed out of the dress, and adjusted myself and out to the counter to pay for the item.

with my main purchase sorted it was off to get the shower gels and shaving things that John wanted and then on to the little coffee shop that we occasionally go to.

I sat next to john on the padded bench seat in the café and as I sat there I undid the bottom button on my coat so that it opened a bit and showed my stocking clad legs, I crossed my legs and as john looked down he could see the welt at the top of my stockings, he rested his hand on my thigh and we drank our coffee and chatted like there was nothing unusual with my intimate display to him.

As he was about to finish his coffee I leaned into him and whispered in his ear

"I not wearing a blouse or skirt under this coat either!"

well he nearly spat his coffee out!

I opened the top button of my coat and allowed him to peek in and see that I was just in my basque and stockings.  (my wool coat with it's satin lining is vey good on a cold wet day.  Once he had an eyeful I buttoned my top button up again and smiled at him.

"Shall we go and finish our shopping?"  I'm sure he saw my very wicked grin!

while I was picking up a few more bits of shopping in M&S (I do like their soaps) I saw John on the phone and I managed to catch a small bit of him asking billie is she knew that I was out without a skirt and blouse!!

As we paid for the last of my purchases John whispered to me that I had been a bad girl and that I had tried to get billie into trouble, apparently my maid should have made sure that I was fully dressed before sending me out.  I told him it wasn't billies fault, I had put his selections back in the wardrobe, I just wanted to be a wicked tease to my boyfriend and anyone else that may have noticed, and I certainly noticed a few men and women that spotted my stocking tops as I strode out.

What billie had started with her tongue and the thrill of my exhibitionism had me particularly turned on right now.  I told john we needed to go home as I wanted to get home and get fucked by him.  I must admit it wasn't my quietest whisper!

when we got back to the car it was well on towards getting dark and as we left the main part of town heading out towards the country I undid all of the buttons and allowed the coat to open, turning off into one of the country roads heading for home I knew there was a layby about a mile from our house and I told john to pull into it and park.

I undid mine and his seat belt and told him to undo his trousers and get his cock out.  I was out of my coat now and leaning across and gave him a blowjob, I behaved like a wanton whore and I really was loving it!

I made John come in my mouth and I swallowed it like a good (bad) girl.  once John composed himself we headed the last mile or so to the house.  as we pulled in to the drive john stooped at the front door and billie was at the house door and opening it and I stepped out of the car just in my underwear and as I walked to the house told billie to get my coat from the car!

It felt trilling to be behaving in such a slutty and wicked way.  The looks on the faces of my two boys -my boyfriend and sissy husband - was an absolute delight!

Well John spanked me that evening for being a very bad girl and behaving like a tart.  billie was made to watch me get spanked and warned that next time she neglected her duties that she would join me in my punishment.

John then decided that since I had behave like a tart he was going to treat me like a tart and for the rest of the evening I was very thoroughly used.  at the end of the evening I was very tired but I still had my rather pleased but wicked smile!

Another milestone crossed

I've just spotted that today in the 200 days in Chastity.  I didn't expect to have managed to last this long.

well a bit more to push....

Setting the context for the development of billie.

From Madam Alice:

I'm working from Home for the next 2 days so I thought I would take a little time out to put a posting together.

over the last month or so we've had a few messages asking about what my intention is for billie when he decides to retire, for some it is clear that there is an interest and for a few there is clearly alarm at my sinister plan to feminise my little sissy husband!

Firstly Don't Panic!!

the plans that I have for billie are not drastic and I'm not planning anything nasty or any body modifications - other than perhaps some intimate piercings.

So what's the plan?  I think that I may just have to set some context so that this can make sense.  the important part of this and always will be the bottom line is that I love and I am very much in love with my husband Mick and is submissive alter ego billie.  This is not changing.

Mick spent a large part of the 80's and the 90's carving out his career, building a reputation for running and manging larger and larger projects.  The nature of these became more pressurised on him and also I have to confess the pressure at home drove him to work hard to bring about a better and more secure future for us.  While I was working and my career was starting to rise I had to put things on hold while we looked after our 2 nieces while my sister was being treated for cancer, and while this was on Mick was actually providing the financial support to 2 parts of the family.

it was only after my sister came out of remission and was back to full health that I returned to work and I started to have more time with Mick.  I was starting to rise in my career and enjoying getting back into the work and promotion, and to have 2 very competitive people in the home was starting to cause friction.

If I had been less focussed on getting my career back on the upward push I may have noticed that my husband wasn't quite right.  He had taken on large projects in the UK, Europe and also out in the Middle East, I didn't realise that he was working 16 hour days and his sleep pattern was that of only 2 hours the rest of the time in bed was with his brain still solving problems and planning the days, weeks and months ahead.

Financially he had secured our home and the home of my sister and her children, but unknown to me at the time all this had been done at significant cost to his health. So when we had our arguments and rows I didn't realise that I was really hurting him.

And then one morning I found the person that I loved as a broken crying heap on the floor.  this man that had been the strong supporter and provider for not just me but also my family was crying and begging for my forgiveness for not being good enough.

Well that Man is my husband, and the only thing that he wasn't good enough in was to recognise that we had taken him for granted, I had not realised what he was doing to himself and that he was doing it for us.

That day changed our lives and on how we approach things.  we spoke and talked for the whole day.  I started to understand what was driving him and why.  I poured out my heart to him as well and let him know my feelings.

Financially we were very secure, my sister had her health back and the girls had been loved and taken care of during a difficult period and were now in a stable home, in a large part down to the work and effort of my Mick, but at the cost of his health.

we went and got some advice and there were some really great and helpful people out there.  the bottom line was that we needed to step back and for a significant change in lifestyle and pace for Mick.

The change in pace took over a year to put in place which was probably a good thing as it allowed Mick to slowly come down from fast pace work life rather than a shock stop.  This allowed him to reduce his work load but also to keep his reputation in good order and made life easier to move to a more controlled and managed Consultancy style of working.

We worked to get Mick's confidence back, not in the working world but in our relationship.  As ever Mick wanted to allow me to do what I wanted to do and pursue some of the challenges that I had put on hold while we looked after our nieces.  So Mick encouraged me to take the lead in the relationship and he would become the supporter of me.

one of the groups that provided help and support to us introduced us to Cognitive Behaviour Therapy (CBT) or talking therapy and they pointed out that we were 2 Alpha type characters trying to compete with each other, and while their suggestion was that we both need to let go at times it was Mick that said he needed to let go the most.

We chatted again through things over weeks and while in the past we had been very adventurous sexually and had played a few Sub Dom games I had recognised that Mick did have a strong submissive side.  I discussed this and yes it was true and Mick confessed that he genuinely didn't see himself as my equal, he had driven himself hard to provide for my and the family not because he felt he was the bread winner but because he felt obliged to prove to me how hard he could work for me.

This was a shock and a revelation, in the strange and almost perverse way his devotion to me had almost driven him to destruction.

This was a moment to pause.  This was a man that I loved and who without my knowledge had almost destroyed himself for me.  I now had a duty to ensure that he didn't do it again.

We spoke again long and in detail about this and we felt that our relationship needed to change, our whole dynamic.  I needed to protect Mick, mostly from himself and his drive and to channel his devotion in a more positive and less harmful way.  so I set some ground rules, Mick add some that he felt would be appropriate to keep him in lane and at the time we didn't realise that we were creating the solid basis for what anyone on the outside would consider a Female Lead Relationship (FLR)  only once I had done some reading did I realise that we had created a FLR.

Once this was started we began to rebuild.  The move and promotion at work provided the method to restart things.  I needed to take charge and Mick wanted to be stay in the defined relationship roles - Me at the head and him in support.  It was at this point I reached out and found Carol to helped to further develop our FLR and to teach me how to be the Lead in our relationship.  Carol didn't create Madam Alice but she just allowed that part to be released and we haven't looked back.

We created billie so that we could make a very defined difference in character for Mick, billie is where he is definitely submissive, where we remove the Alpha male and make sure that his submission is focused and channelled for his own good.  it removes pressure from Mick and provides an outlet for some of that frustration and stress that comes from some of Micks projects.  over time we have increased the role and function of billie and this has worked brilliantly for Mick.

so the plan is that with more time as billie then there is less stress on Mick.  this is progressive and consensual.  the old Mick is still there we see him occasionally and he's still an aggressive bastard that wades in to fix projects, the difference is that once it's fixed he wades out just as fast.  which is good and show s that Mick understands himself a lot better.

So the hope is that once Mick reaches 60 we can move him a lot more into being billie, there will be no hormones, no breast surgery, no sex changes - none!!  I have a husband and I love him as the loving submissive that he is and that he needs to be.  Billie will spend as much time as possible enfemme, we will get some good quality breast form for him, possibly a couple of pairs in different weights.  we'll seriously consider removing all body hair from the eyebrows down.  we have discussed a tattoo - an ownership mark or statement above his caged penis.  I'd like to have his nipples and navel pierced and I threaten to have his tongue pierced as well (im not 100% sure on the tongue piercing yet but kerri has one and it certainly is "different").

so we - and I do mean we - have plans for billie but they are for good reason, they aim to maintain our FLR and are for the good health and well being of my husband who I love very much.

Alice X