Madam's Valentines Weekend (and my tasks)

Having had a lovely valentine's day with Madam, and being downsized in my chastity, it was now a case of getting ready for Madam going away for the weekend with Sir.  Madam had booked the Friday off  and as directed I had planned to do my normal Friday tasks and to keep my afternoon schedule fairly flexible.

so on Friday morning neither I or Madam knew where she was going or the weekend, Sir had it all organised.  Madam knew it was going to be an AirB&B for accommodation for the Friday and Saturday night and that she would be out for dinner each evening and out during the day. 

I helped her pack her bag in the morning, and then went and changed so that I could go for the weekly grocery shopping, Sir arrived just before I was leaving and came in for a cup of tea, so I said cheerio and headed off into town.

I got back about 11.30, Madam and Sir had left and I found a wrapped present on the kitchen work top, a selfie stick to use with the phone that we use for doing some of our photos.  There was also a note from Madam telling me that she had packed a bag for me and it was on my bed (it was padlocked with a combination padlock) and the note also told me to pack an overnight bag with my toiletries and towel, a change of underwear, some male casual wear and bring the camera and phone, with the self stick.  I was told to wait for more information.

At 1.30pm I received a whatsapp message from Sir telling me to get my bags and head to a hotel near Cambridge (address supplied) and ask for a room that had been booked for "billie Watson". I was to message him to let them know when I arrived.

I got there eventually, despite the Friday traffic, checked in and was told that a room had been booked by my "Boss".  The room was very nice, I dropped my bags and sent a message.

Madam sent me a reply, with the combination for my bag and also with my 2 tasks for the evening.  These were to involve taking a couple of sets of photos, both as part of a bigger task.  Unfortunately I can't go into details at the moment until the whole of the tasks have been completed.  The tasks involved a few sets of photos and a few changes of clothes, by the time I had finished both tasks I was ready for bed. That was my Friday evening.

Saturday morning I got a message from Sir telling me to check out of the hotel and to be at a certain Coffee shop in Cambridge by 10.45am and to get myself a cup of tea and just wait and watch.  At 11am(ish) a couple came into the coffee shop holding hands, and very close to each other. They ordered and went to the other side of the room  and sat down, yes it's Madam and Sir.  

When Madam sat down you could just see the welts of her stockings. They were sat having their coffees for about 20 minutes and during that time I got a few very cuckold/ humiliation related whatsapp messages from Sir.  I had another cup of tea and just watched them from the other side of the room.  They finished and left and I got my next whatsapp delivered instructions to go and do some shopping and get Madam a pair of black panties and black stockings suitable for her to wear for going out for dinner with her boyfriend.  I was also told to go to a certain pub at 1pm to have lunch, but to order from the bar menu, no alcohol, just soda water.

Madam and Sir appeared at 1.15pm and it appeared that they had booked a table in the dining area. I moved to a seat where I could see them better and they could see me.  Once they had finished their lunch I was messaged to go and enjoy some sights of cambridge and get my daily steps in (I've been increasing my walking as part of fitness/ weight loss programme to help with my health improvement.)

At 5pm I got a message that "Madam's maid" was expected this evening and I was sent an address and where to park - this was the Air B&B that they were staying in - to which I got back to my car and headed there.  I grabbed my bags and went into the building, they had the loft apartment at the top of the block, very nice.  

I was sent to the spare bedroom to get changed down to my underwear that I had on under my street clothes.  Madam came to the room and told me what the plan was for the evening.  I would help her get ready, then I would then drive them both to the restaurant that they were booked into and then come back to the apartment.  Once they were finished they might go for a drink but they would get a taxi back to the apartment. 

Madam had packed my dark blue jacket, my sheer trousers and black shoes in one of her bags, so that I would look appropriate as their driver.  She told me to wear the white sheer blouse that was in my bag. 

The jacket just covered the top of my sheer trousers and Madam made the point that I was not to wear any panties so my new pink chastity cage would be on display if my jacket was open.  Also the blouse was a white "pussybow" type of blouse, so there was no way to try and claim that it was a normal shirt, it was very clear what it was.  Once dressed I was sent to get my car from the parking area at the back of the apartment, I brought it round to outside the apartment ready to pick them up, but I had to come in to let them know it was outside.  Madam had handed me one of my face masks as I was leaving so I suspected that at some point there would be photos taken. As I came back into the apartment block Madam was at the bottom landing of the stairs and took some photos with her phone as I came in and some more at the top of the stairs.

Before we left Madam gave me a particular task to do when I got back from dropping them off at the restaurant.  The apartments had a Lift and I was tasked to get dressed in skirt and blouse and take a set of photos next to the lift, one of the photos had to show my chastity.  (you all have to thank Poppet Subslut for this as she has been badgering me to do this type of thing for ages and Madam had picked up on this and so I was duly tasked.....Thanks P!!!!)

With both of them ready I got them out of the flat and drove them into the town centre to the restaurant and then headed back to park up and get back to the flat.

Now the thing is that the whole experience was nerve wracking as the other flats in the apartment block were occupied and I could hear people moving around.  so the there was a constant risk that one of them would come out into the corridors or landings or even use the lift!.

Once I was back in the flat I got changed for the task   When ready I had to get out of the apartment and go across the landing next to the door of the lift.  I'll admit I was bloody nervous as there were people coming and going from the ground floor flats, I was very conscious of the sound of my heels on the floor and every noise from downstairs.  The things I do for Madam!  Here are 2 of the photos, I was using the selfie stick and was still getting used to it.  I'm sure I'll get better with it with more practice!

With the photos taken, and task complete I was safely back in the flat.  

A few hours later I got a message telling me that Sir and Madam had just ordered a taxi and they would be back in 15-20 minutes and that I was to be waiting by the door with some wine for my Mistress and her boyfriend. I was told to be in my pink cuckolding outfit.

I got a message telling me that Sir and Madam had just ordered a taxi and they would be back in 15-20 minutes and that I was to be waiting by the door with some wine for my Mistress and her boyfriend. I was told to be in my pink cuckolding outfit.

I had to rush to get changed and dressed, I was about halfway through getting ready when another message arrived telling me that they were about to arrive and that I was to be ready with my panties lowered so that Sir could see my new chastity (he hadn't really seen it earlier.) so it was all a bit of a rush to get finished dressing. The message also said that I was to have the door to the Flat fully open so that I could be seen as they came up the stairs (and anyone else for that matter) - I was to be exposed again!

I added my face mask to my outfit as I figured that there would be photos taken.

There has been a few additions to the cuckolding outfit. One of which was the modification of the front of the dress, this was based on the suggestion from Poppet. I've added a series of press studs on the inside of the front of the dress so the front can be clipped up to have me on display or dropped if Sir wants me covered.

Madam had found a pair of pink heels in a charity wedding shop in Milton Keynes, I dread to think what the wedding or bridesmaid dress looked like if these were the shoes for it, you can see they are all very pink!.

Madam also got me a pair of pink garters, one for my leg and the other for a choker, as well as a pink wig just to complete things. All very pink! The last addition to the outfit was a pink corset, a gift from kerri.

Knowing that they were on their way into the building made me rush, I got the wine poured, the front door of the flat open and into position with the tray ready for Madam and Sir. I was now stood there with the flat door open and my caged clittie exposed to anyone that popped their head round the corner.

The relief that I had when the sound of people on the stairs turns out to be Madam and Sir! Madam had her phone out and photos were taken.

Yes I know my socks aren't right and when I pushed down the pantie bloomers it moved one of my stockings, also the bow in my hair wasn't square on, so all of these errors in my dress were pointed out to me so that they could added to my review book for thursday night, when my bum would be made to suffer for my lack of attention to detail.

Sir, gave me a good inspection particularly the new cage and that resulted in a lot of verbal humiliation.

I spent the evening carrying out maid duties, both in my exposed dress and also later I was directed by Madam to remove my dress and to serve just in my underwear. When not required I was put in the corner of the living room, with the occasional comment directed at me about how pink suited me.

Eventually with the bottle of wine finished Madam and Sir retired to their bedroom and I was dismissed to my room with the instruction to keep my door open so that I could hear what they were up to and incase I was needed. I was also told that they would be having a lie-in in the morning so there would be no need to make breakfast.

My services were called on once during the night, for both Sir and for Madam.

In the morning I was up and on the go for 8am, with having made some tea when Madam appeared, I provided her with a cup of coffee and she sat down with me and asked if I had been alright with the weekend and also with the elements of exposure. It was a fair question and I explained that while I was very nervous (ok I was more than nervous) about the whole thing I did get a buzz from doing it. I explained that I wasn't sure about doing it too often but I would probably be ok with the occasional bit of exposure.

We chatted for a short while and I made Alice another cup of coffee for her and a tea for John. I asked what the plan was for the day and I was told that once I was ready I could head back home and Alice and John would be back later in the day, they were going to have a bit of a trip out to a few places around Cambridge and then grab a pub lunch somewhere that John knew of.

so once Alice headed back to the bedroom I went and grabbed a shower, dressed and packed my bags to head home to wait for them to come home later on.

The weekend was far more interesting than I had expected, considering I thought that I would be at home all weekend receiving updates by whatsapp, so being involved was great and my forced exposures were nerve wracking but yes I'll admit I did quite enjoy the element of risk to it (Poppet you have a lot to answer for!). I'll have to see what my next set of tasks are!

Friday Night Driving and Sunday Photos

In the grand scheme of things this weekend has been a "quiet" one.  Now before you stop reading, just remember that is in relation to some of the weekends that we have had, so please bear with us.....

Now that we are into December it is the start of the "festive season" in terms of parties etc, and having endured 2 years of being arsed about with lock downs and lacking a social life, the works party is back.

Friday night was Madam's works Christmas function, the company has a venue booked for a meal and some music and drinks, its with Partners so as Madam and Sir are the couple that are seen locally so they were heading out for the "Do".  I would be tasked with carrying out Driving Duties.

Madam was home at 4pm on Friday so that she could get ready  as the function started at 7pm and we had at least a 30 minute drive to the venue.

So I knew what she planned to wear so it was pressed and laid out/ hung up. I was given free rein to chose appropriate underwear for her, but she planned to put on her stilettos with the 1" platforms that gave a heel height of 5".

So in my role as Ms Watson, House Keeper for Madam, I laid everything out and selected a Black Balcony Bra, a black deep 6 strap suspender belt and a pair of satin fronted full briefs with a lace back (they show of Madam's bum very nicely!) and then to complete the set a pair of black cuban point fully fashioned stockings - well she is going "Out Out", so that should have the right effect on Sir.

When Madam got home, I welcomed her and then ushered her up to the bath that was waiting, gathered up her discarded work clothes and then down to the kitchen to return back to Madam with a Glass of Wine to have while she soaked.

while I pottered around downstairs I got a message from Sir that he would be later than he hoped, he was aiming for 5.45pm but I suspected that the traffic would probably delay him, so this evening was going to be a case of quick turn around.  I texted back to him to ask if he wanted a bath when he arrived or would he use the shower? (so long as I got a call when he was on route I could get the bath ready for him), the response was that he'd go for the shower. Madam was informed of Sir's delay and I suggested that once Sir arrived that I would lay out his clothes but unpack his back once I had dropped the pair of them off at the venue.

My job for the evening was to be Driver cum Chauffeur, I would drive Sir's Car with Sir and Madam in the back to the venue and drop them off, come home, do a few jobs, have something to eat and then wait for their call to come and collect.  this would mean that both of them could have a drink and unwind with out worrying about driving or trying to get a taxi/ Uber.

As suspected Sir was closer to 6pm than the expected time and he got the ushering treatment up to the bedroom to get changed and showered.  I took his suit cover and checked that everything was neat and tidy (I recognised that I had ironed them earlier in the week for him) and then picked up the car keys.

So with Sir in the shower, Madam busy applying her "war paint" as she calls it, I went to get changed for my driving duties.

For evenings like this where Madam wants an "official driver" the outfit is blouse (white or blue), dark blue pencil skirt, black or barely Black stockings/ tights, heels and my dark blue blazer.  It is pretty much one of my office outfits with the blazer added.  The change wasn't too difficult or time consuming, but I put on my grey wig that I've recently got and have started wearing quite a bit, I spent a bit of time putting in some hair clips and a hair band so that it would stay in place when I drove. Once I was ready I went outside and turned Sir's car around and parked in front of the front door ready for the couple to come down.

"Evening Sir, Madam, I'll be your Driver for this evening."

The two were ready and Madam looked fantastic and I gave a quick check of her to make sure her seams were straight and I then went out and opened the rear door for Madam and once in I went to the other side to let Sir in. Once everyone was in and settled we headed off.  I knew where the venue was but knew that the trip could be tricky if the traffic was still busy, but as it turned out it wasn't too bad with us arriving just a few minutes after 7pm.  I pulled up at the front of the venue and Sir and Madam let themselves out - it probably wouldn't be seemly to for me to get out in my skirt and heels to open the doors, it might cause the wrong type of questions at Madam's work!

I returned home and had some food and waited for the Whatsapp message to tell me to come and collect them.  It was a phone call from Sir at 11.30pm asking me to head over and pick them up.  So at about midnight I collected 2 rather merry party goers, Madam was slightly more merry than Sir!  They seemed to have had a good night and chatted with me all the way back to the house.  As we got back I asked if they wanted anything to eat or drink and both declined - not even a night cap! None! they were off to bed and I was dismissed for the night. 

Saturday was a slow day as I had 2 slightly hung over people to deal with for the morning.  So after a lay-in to 9am, a good solid breakfast was provided with plenty of coffee and orange juice.  The living dead started to come to life about 1pm!

The rest of the day was a very relaxed easy sort of day, I was told that I could go and change into something less formal or get actually go and be Mick if I wanted.  I went took off the waist clincher and changed into a bra and suspender belt combo and a knee length skirt and added a polo shirt top with it, so very much a relaxed chilling out outfit for a chilling out afternoon. The evening was just as relaxed as the three of us chatted, watched some TV and took turns to make tea/ coffee or to get the wine (later in the evening).

Sunday would be a different day as well, Madam stated on Saturday night we would all have a lie in, (unfortunately) I would be in my room and not spending the night with Sir and Madam. There would be no early morning call from the maid - as Madam put it she was giving the maid the day off. So we would all have a Brunch rather than a breakfast at about 10am.

Over breakfast myself and Madam had a chat about a number of things and one of the things that came up was future blog posts and things we wanted to do, that we had done and some topics to explore.

The discussion of photos and images was discussed and did we want to publish some?  The view was that for the majority of the photos that we take and have taken we would not publish, for a number of reasons privacy would be the number one reason, but we decided that we could and should do something.

A corner of the utility room has been used before as a photo area and was used for the photos in our recent blog post.  we all agreed that it ticked the boxes and allowed for an element of discretion but also for us to provide some personal content.

Now a couple of boundaries were checked - Sir did not want to have any photos of him published, The fact that he appears in quite a lot of photos with Madam for our personal enjoyment is another matter.  Madam wants to be very discrete and may appear in the occasional image but it would need very careful work to ensure that it was discrete.  As Madam puts it there are a few people at work that would have a field day if they knew what we were upto and as she put it a couple of the senior management that would have a heart attack!

As for me, some of the ones that we have done in the past have been fine and as with Madam, discretion is the watch word.

The decision was that we would look to take the occasional photo for the blog post, principally of me but possibly with Madam or Madam on her own, with the idea that it would add perhaps a little bit of context and make it interesting with the other images that we add into the posts.

With that all agreed and discussed we had a chat about what we wanted to do and what blog posts would need something adding to them. The view was that we could start with this post by adding some images of my outfit from Friday night and get things going from there, it was decided that Sunday afternoon would be a bit of a photo shoot.

So.......Myself and Sir went to set up the corner of the utility room, the first thing was to get the camera tripod and also the Camera. We have 2 cameras, a small happy snapper that does some pretty good photos and we tend to carry when out for day trips as it is a handy size and then there is my bridge camera that I use for work when doing site inspections, its very good but a bit big for what we had planned.

The first couple of photos were very vanilla and were more to make sure the tripod was in the right place, we were standing in the right place, where was the light etc, generally a lot of Faffing about. We also realised that the mobile phones we had have a pretty good camera for the the level of light available.  While the ceiling light was quite poor the flash from the small Camera was OK, we found that the flash on the phone and the bridge camera were far better.

Once we were happy I was dispatched off to get changed into what I had worn on Friday night or as close to it as I could. Having come back dressed I was told to take position and the first couple of photos were taken with Sir working the camera and Madam directing how I should stand and position myself.

Everything was going well with lots of direction from Madam...

"Stand side on"

"put your foot forward, shoulders back...." etc, she can be rather demanding can my Mistress Wife, it's in her nature you know!

We got into a rhythm and we started to get some good poses and Sir kept taking the photos, we were really chuffed with the way things were going until we checked some of the photos and realised that the camera mount on the tripod had been slowly slipping with each photo.

The result was that what we thought was going to be a good photo set ended up with part of my head being progressively cut off!

A photo that Madam liked where I was putting my hair back in place and the camera slipped down!
Madam was not impressed with Sir at the time!

The other problem that this slipping had caused was that the cameras were always adjusting their focus and we had quite a few blurred images with part of my head missing!

However all was not a complete loss we managed to find the part of the tripod and mounting bracket that was the problem and with the addition of some bits of plastic we managed to add in an improvised clamp and the mount was held steady.

so it was a case of start again....

An official/ formal Driver photo with the jacket done up. 

And now with the Jacket open showing off a bit more.

 The next part that Madam suggested was a few photos with the blazer removed and some posed photos of Mick's secretary.  Madam wanted a few that were a little different rather than just standing there for official portraits, so for the next 30 minutes we had a laugh as I was directed by both John and Alice to stand this way, stand that way, play with your hair, bend over, flash your stocking tops and on and on.

I think we consumed a bottle of white wine between us as we all tried to pull some of these images together.  I'm certainly not going to win prizes as a model and John needs to do a bit more work if he plans to enter any photographic competitions. But we had fun and we all ended up laughing and joking.  We did mange to get a few photos that were worth posting.

So for those readers that are new to the blog may I introduce Miss billie Watson, Mick's secretary and office help.

Miss billie Watson, with bra in clear view!

Fiddling with her hair, you can barely tell I'm wearing a chastity cage! 

"Crouch down, lets see how that looks?" - it doesn't look too bad as a pose. what do you think?

"Turn round and lean on the wall, cross your legs, show off your legs and bum!"
Madam particularly likes this one, I should have perhaps put some seamed stockings on for it?

 As Sunday afternoons go, this was a bit different and quite good fun for all three of us, it is clear that we all need to get a bit better at these things.  We all agree that the tripod needs to have a bit of repair work carried out on it and a little bit of practice with the different cameras and photos will let us know what works best for each type of photo.

What do you think?  Do we introduce you to the Maids and Housekeeper?  Constructive feedback is very welcome.

Overall a relaxed weekend with a bit of fun on Sunday afternoon!

billie xxx