Saturday with Mistress Kerri

Apologies for the delayed posting of this but work commitments and family life have kept us all a bit busy over the last couple of weeks...... 

As mentioned in the last blog post, the weekend that we all had with Carol and Kerri was a real success for all of us.  I think that with all of the lock downs and then coming out of the pandemic a lot of us "forgot" about reforming our actual connections.

Yes having phone calls, zoom calls and facetime meetings are all very well and good.....but.....the actual going and meeting people face to face is the important thing.  Lets be honest we all have a social media persona which generally reflects the good or the better side of how your life is, so it is quite easy to hide when you are having a rough or a bad day.  I think this is what was happening with Carol and kerri.

Don't get me wrong, I'd say that their marriage is very solid and good but they had just retreated into their own world and the lack of outside engagement - the lack of actual meeting up with friends in real terms had caused them to become inward looking and a little lost.

However..... We have seen a change over the last month to 6 weeks.  Carol has been going out to friends, friends have been visiting her. kerri has changed jobs and I have seen a difference in her as well.

So having this weekend with them, even though it was in separate locations was a really important thing for them and for us.

Ok enough of that, time to let you know what we actually go upto on the Saturday.

As you may remember most punishments and forfeits from the Thursday night had been allocated to be carried over into the weekend to be carried out by Mistress Kerri.  With here arrival on the Friday she didn't waste anytime and set about with delivering the punishments, while not all in one go there was a steady set of punishments applied through the day.  Between spankings, corner times, the majority of punishment were done just prior to going out for some drinks in the Evening with my backside being caned.

Saturday had both of us with a late start to the day.  I was up and on the go by 8am and had breakfast prepared for Mistress at 9am.  Mistress Kerri took breakfast at the dining table while I had my first corner time session in the living room while she ate and kept an eye on me.  Ms Kerri had ordered me to remove my skirt and knickers for the corner time and I got the occasional comment about the few marks that were still on my bum from the previous evening.

Ms Kerri's plan for the day was that we would go out after breakfast to go shopping.  she was aware that I had recently updated my knicker drawer with some added colour knickers and bras - Red and Pink, so her plan was that we would go shopping for suspender belts to complete the sets.

The other thing to bear in mind is that under normal circumstances kerri is similar in her marriage as I am in mine, we are both submissive in a FLR and normally we are both chastity caged.  The difference is that kerri is occasionally allowed to switch to be a Dom, so what we had for this weekend was a uncaged Dominant TV.

With my corner time finished I was was told to follow my Mistress to the bedroom.  Kerri went to her bag and selected some underwear, a creme blouse and a pencil skirt.  These were handed to me and I was told to go and give them a quick press and then to return and to help her get dressed.  In the mean time she would have a shower, the implication was that I should be back before she finished her "Ablutions".  So off I scuttled.  Luckily I had the Ironing board already set up in the utility room so within a short time the blouse and skirt had been pressed and I quickly scuttled back as fast as I dare on my heels.

Back in good time I saw that she had laid out her underwear of a set of black bra, waspie suspender belt, stockings and a set of full knickers.  A set of court shoes with a 3" heel were also set to one side.  The surprise was that her chastity cage was also set out next to the underwear.  

As she came out of the bathroom she finished drying herself and I was ordered to help dress her in her underwear.  The waspie was first, then the Bra with her C cup breast forms.  With underwear adjusted and sitting as she required I was told to kneel and to help put on her stockings.  The plain top stockings were rolled up her legs and as she stood to allow me to clip the suspender clips to the stocking tops  was faced with her hard cock clit.  I focused on my task of securing the stockings but kept having the occasional glance at her stiffness.  With stockings all secure and suspenders tensioned to how she wanted she sat down and I reached for her knickers.  I was told to stop, 

Mistress had a problem.  she planned to put herself in her cage so that she would be contained when she was shopping and to ensure that she had a low skirt profile and unfortunately she was not in a position to get the cage on due to a "slight problem."  Since I was on my knees Mistress required that I take care of her "problem".  Well it would be rude of a submissive not to assist his Mistress and not resolve her problem.  So for the next 20 minutes or so I provided oral service to Mistress's strict requirements, finally resulting in a mouth full of my Mistress's cum which I very gratefully showed her that I had swallowed.   

With my duty done Mistress dismissed me to go and get changed for going out.  I was directed to wear my red bra and knickers and a set of hold ups under my street clothes.  While I was away to get dressed Mistress finished her own dressing and did her make up.

Now the Red underwear is quite a bold red so I had to choose my outerwear carefully, tee shirt and a long sleeved Rugby shirt worked, a pair of moleskin jeans and brown suede boots gave a look of smart casual over my tarty underwear. Mistress looked very nice in her blouse and skirt combo with the 3" heels.

We travelled a little bit further for our shopping trip that usual, heading to Watford as kerri wanted to do a visit to the Honour shop/ warehouse, she wanted to get a leather waist clincher that she had seen on their website.  So that was the first stop on our list of places.  

As usual the staff at Honour were fantastic (They have recently renamed as Skin Two) and Kerri tried on the first corset over her blouse and wasn't to happy with it's size so went a size down.  All through this process we were chatting with the Girl on duty on the counter and kerri made a point of telling the young lass that she was also looking for a red suspender belt for her submissive boyfriend, pointing at me.  To be honest the girl didn't bat an eyelash and simply asked "what size are you slave?"  "Size 12, Madam." ( I felt adding "Madam" was appropriate as I had been addressed as Slave.)  Unfortunately they only had Red Rubber suspender belts in that size so we made a pass on that.  With Kerri's purchase complete  we thanked the girl and headed into the centre of Watford.

The corset that Kerri bought.

Note - If you are based in the UK and the opportunity arises go to either of the Honour shops, the staff are really helpful and they are a big selection of things for what ever your kink might be.

Our trip into shops at Watford was far more productive for me.  A red deep suspender belt was found in Ann Summers in the right size (The reason that I'm a Size 12 for suspenders as that size sits tight enough to my body that it will not be too slack and be pulled down by the stockings or slip down, I'm usually a Size 14/16 in knickers and size 16/18 for skirts and blouses - it helps to know your sizes as one size does not fit all parts!).  

Ann Summers Red Suspender belt

We grabbed some lunch and then Kerri spotted that there was a Lingerie shop and it had a sale on, so with food consumed we headed there.  Kerri immediately clocked that they had a pink suspender belt in the sale and it was handed to me.  She wandered around and picked out a couple of sale items  for herself and then spotted a red satin cami PJ set in the sale, probably leftover stock from Valentines, I was called over and asked what my opinion of the set was?  I told her it looked lovely, to which she announced very clearly so the 2 staff could hear "Good, they have it in your size.  you'll look lovely in that tonight when I tie you to the bed!" and with that she took the Cami set and her purchases and turned to the counter with them.

Now, the 2 girls in there were not as prepared for that type of statement as the girl at Honour!

With the purchases complete I went to pay for the suspender belt.  The Girl behind the counter asked me if I had the right size, probably standard question for a male lingerie buyer.  I confirmed to her that Size 12 was the correct size.  As she bagged the purchase she popped the receipt in the bag. "If the suspender isn't the right size or your wife doesn't like it just bring it back with the receipt and we'll change it."  I gave the girl a bit of a smile a said "Oh it will be fine, the suspender belt is for me. By the way she wasn't kidding she'll make me wear the Cami set tonight..." and with that I gave the Girl a bit of a smile and headed join Kerri at the door.  I suspect that the two shop girls had something to talk about for the afternoon after that!

Boux Avenue Pink Suspender

With the shopping now complete it was time to head home.  It was was an interesting trip back chatting in the car, we discussed the different reaction between the girls in the shops.  While we both agreed the Girl at Honour probably was quite familiar with the kink and fetish scene so was very comfortable with us talking and being the way we were.  

In the lingerie shop there was definitely a different take on it.  I mentioned to Kerri about the Woman as the Leicester M&S store when I bought the red bra who was nonplussed about it being for me.  We formed the opinion that it was more due to age and probably experience.  We certainly didn't do it to embarrass the 2 staff members.  If anything it was done to try and embarrass me, the trouble is that I'm now quite used to buying for myself and answering honestly about it. 

Once home we both went to get changed.  I was told to go an put on one of my basques, stockings and heels.  I was told not to bother with any knickers.  Mistress's comments was that they would only get in the way.  Having got changed I waited in the living room and Mistress appeared dressed in her underwear and he long satin dressing gown.  I was instructed to get her a cup of tea.  With Tea presented and placed on the small side table, Mistress was looking at the list of punishments that Madam had left for her.

We had gone through quite a few of the punishments and forfeits on the Friday night (more details are in this post here ).  I was told to go and get one of my metal butt plugs and a tube of lube and to return in short order.  I scuttled away on my heels and returned with the items and told to place them on the side table.  I was then instructed to get over Mistress's knees.  My punishment was to be a hand spanking of 3 sets of 10 spanks.  Mistress delivered them with a deliberate slowness making sure that I knew each spank landed.  

With my bum warm and red I was told to stay in position while my bum was lubed with a very large amount of KY, which was worked well into my hole.  Mistress then lubed up the metal plug and eased it into my bottom, where it entered without too much of a issue.  I was told to stand up and told to go to the corner of the room as I would now start my second session of corner time for the day.  Mistress also made it clear that if my plug fell out during my corner time she would increase my evening caning from 10 strokes to 15 strokes.

As much as my bum was smarting from the punishment, I spent my time in the corner completely focused to clenching my muscles on the well greased butt plug, it was a long and tense 20 minutes.  Thankfully I endured and it is surprising how you don't focus on the ache in your calves when you are trying to keep a metal weight from falling out of your bum!

The rest of the afternoon and early evening was a far more civil affair with my pandering to Mistress, thankfully without the plug in place.  At one point I was kneeling at her feet while she toyed with my caged clit  with one of her stocking clad feet, with each of her gentle taps making me feel quite aroused and very uncomfortable.

That evening I had booked a table at a local Italian restaurant.  I would be "suited and booted" for the evening with a Bra, suspenders and stockings underneath.  While Kerri had a gypsy style top and an ankle length skirt, to which she had added the new leather corset over the top .  However the thing with the skirt was that there was a split in the side that would occasionally allow you to catch a glimpse of stocking tops and nylon covered leg.

However I wasn't going to be allowed to take her out until I had received my 10 strikes with the cane.  I will be honest my caning on the Friday night wasn't too harsh, If I was expecting the same level of punishment again I was very definitely disappointed.  Mistress certainly didn't hold back and by the time I pulled up my knickers I was glad that I had chosen satin full knickers rather than lace.  Yes, I was going to be very aware of the punishment while I was sitting for my meal for the evening.  I have been caned and cropped in the past, experience has taught me that I can take the cane better than the riding crop, well this caning probably made me rethink that view - yes it bloody hurt!

Other than having a very sore arse, the evening and the meal was really good.  Kerri is very good at looking passable. she knows what clothing works for her and the addition of the breast forms makes her have a great figure.  The corset worked really well with the skirt and blouse and she did make a point when we were at the bar waiting to be seated in the restaurant of turning so that the skirt would flair out and give the casual on looker a good flash of her stocking tops.   I would say that the bar man was certainly taken with her, I occasionally caught a look from him that probably said "what are you doing with that old fart!".  If the opportunity had arisen I would would have probably asked the bar man if he was prepared to pay the price of having Kerri as a girlfriend -  Cock caged and your arse striped with cane marks?

The meal was great  and as always, I enjoy Kerri's company when we are out, even if my arse hurt like hell.  We took our time with the meal, and spent quite a bit of time just chatting and just enjoy each other's company and making up for the lost time of the covid lock downs.  By the end of the evening she was slightly tipsy from the wine.  As we were were about to leave the venue Kerri made a point of giving me a very full and passion filled kiss in the bar, probably making sure that the bar man got a full view that we were a couple.  It was time to get her home so that she could have her wicked way with me.

Once we were home I was dispatched to go and change into my red underwear and stockings and to come up to her bedroom.  As I got to the room she was in the bath room and laid on the bed was a leather collar  and a set of wrist cuffs, I was told to put them on  and to get on my knees on a pillow that Mistress had already placed on the floor at the side of the bed.

  I was now on my knees facing the bed when Mistress came out of the bathroom and came up behind me running her hand over my shoulder.  she sat on the bed in from of me with no knickers on but with her stockings and suspenders and bra still on.  I was faced with her clit in front of me and she simply said "get me ready!"  well I kind of knew what she wanted and I leaned in and gently took her into my mouth and slowly started to suck on her slowly hardening clit cock.  while I slowly sucked and bobbed my head up and down she leaned back.  I had a feeling that she was watching me in the mirror rather than looking directly at me.  As I started to get into a rhythm I was told to keep things slow and steady as this was just the preparation work. 

Eventually I was told to get on the bed face down and with my head towards the top of the bed, my arms were stretched out and and the wrist cuffs where clipped to a set of straps attached to the headboard.  Once in position Mistress put on a condom and then lubed up my hole and her cock.

What I didn't realise was that Mistress had taken half a viagra and her erection wasn't going to diminish for a while so for the next hour and a half Mistress made very good use of my hole.  I have no idea how long it had been since she had previously been released from her chastity but if my Friday night fucking from her was a sprint, this evenings fucking was certainly closer to a marathon.

One of the things that has happened with me over time, and I think that it is due to the chastity, I have switched my focus from my caged clit to getting pleasure from my sissy hole being fucked.  The feeling of being filled and fucked is incredible and as things progress there is the building of feeling, emotions and while I don't cum in ropes of cum, the result is significant leakage and an incredible internal feeling.  The slow and steady strokes and then the increase to full fucking and back down to slow and steady had me building internally then that plateauing and then the building up again to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I even couldn't feel my punished arse, I just wanted to be fucked and fucked hard! (Madam and Sir have certainly refocused my sexual pleasure.).  Kerri certainly knew what she was doing.  I know that she came a few times and changed condoms but she could keep me on edge and finally she did push me over the edge and I had my orgasm, but with that she didn't stop she kept going until she finished herself again before collapsing on top of me pinning me down.  Arms still fixed to the bed and impaled on her cock.

With both of us "completely fucked" Mistress released me from the her cock and from the bondage.  I was told to go and change into the red cami set and to come and join her in the bed.  By the time I came back to the bed room kerri was in the bed wearing a teddie and I was told to turn the light off and join her in the bed, she wanted me to cuddle in behind her and hug her to sleep.  Well that isn't an offer that I could refuse!  It didn't take long for us both to fall asleep.  it had been a good and fun day even if my bum hurt from lots of abuse!