Light bondage, kneeling, cage
Oh no, getting a little behind on updating. Let see if I can catch up quickly before heading out to the munch tonight. In a nutshell, ankles bound one night, then more footstool kneeling and cage time last night.
On Sunday night (just after writing that last entry), Ar decided to have me in the bed. But she locked my ankles together with the leather cuffs. I wondered if I'd be able to get up in the middle of the night without disturbing her. Turns out, I didn't really wake up, so the clanking of the buckles wasn't an issue. In the morning, she made me wear them around the house for the half hour or so she was getting ready, and was pleased to see me shuffling my feet in tiny little steps, slowly making my way from one room to another. She was going to leave them on, but I had an appointment to go to in the morning, so she preferred to take them off herself since they wouldn't have remained on long anyway.
She said she wanted to put me in the cage Monday night, but there was a project she really wanted me to work on. So she allowed me in the bed, with the instruction I was to work on it when I get up. Turns out, I did wake up around 3 am, and started working on it. Got off to a slow start, but by the time she was up around 5:30, had a good start, and she was quite pleased with the progress by Tuesday evening. We both worked on it last night.
Toward the end of the evening, I joined her on the couch (she was working from her laptop). She was still typing away. In just a minute, she said "get on your knees and serve me". She had me kneel (on all fours), and put her legs up on my back. For the first 5, maybe 10 minutes, it's pretty easy. But as time goes on, it's harder and harder to hold still. A few times I moved, and she said "moving... my footstool is moving". Tried really hard to hold still.
Then it was time for bed. She led me to the closet, and sure enough, she was going to put me in the cage. She grabbed the blanket and said "I'm going to be nice this time". Quite stupidly, I let slip out "was hoping you'd be mean". Opps, big mistake. She put the blanket away, told me to crawl in, and once inside instructed me to give her the pillow and pillowcase that'd been inside.
At first I was very cold. Long time laying there, trying to keep warm. That little bit of cloth, not more than 1 square foot, of the pillowcase sure is better than nothing. It never did get warm, but as the night went on, the coldness didn't seem as severe. Not sure if things did warm a little, or if I just got used to it.
Eventually she came to let me out, and I got to lay with her and warm up. She was still a bit unhappy I said something and didn't behave well. I'm supposed to be content and gracefully accept her decision, whatever that may be. But it sounds like I might be in store for more nastiness. She said to make sure the rubber cuffs were on top of the cage. They'd been packed in the toybag for the party on Saturday, but I'd already unpacked them and put them back. I did go grab locks (which she'll need), and even the horrible strap (which hopefully she won't need) and set them there. I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut. Well, not just keeping quiet, but truly, honestly behaving better.
Well, time to head out to the munch!
On Sunday night (just after writing that last entry), Ar decided to have me in the bed. But she locked my ankles together with the leather cuffs. I wondered if I'd be able to get up in the middle of the night without disturbing her. Turns out, I didn't really wake up, so the clanking of the buckles wasn't an issue. In the morning, she made me wear them around the house for the half hour or so she was getting ready, and was pleased to see me shuffling my feet in tiny little steps, slowly making my way from one room to another. She was going to leave them on, but I had an appointment to go to in the morning, so she preferred to take them off herself since they wouldn't have remained on long anyway.
She said she wanted to put me in the cage Monday night, but there was a project she really wanted me to work on. So she allowed me in the bed, with the instruction I was to work on it when I get up. Turns out, I did wake up around 3 am, and started working on it. Got off to a slow start, but by the time she was up around 5:30, had a good start, and she was quite pleased with the progress by Tuesday evening. We both worked on it last night.
Toward the end of the evening, I joined her on the couch (she was working from her laptop). She was still typing away. In just a minute, she said "get on your knees and serve me". She had me kneel (on all fours), and put her legs up on my back. For the first 5, maybe 10 minutes, it's pretty easy. But as time goes on, it's harder and harder to hold still. A few times I moved, and she said "moving... my footstool is moving". Tried really hard to hold still.
Then it was time for bed. She led me to the closet, and sure enough, she was going to put me in the cage. She grabbed the blanket and said "I'm going to be nice this time". Quite stupidly, I let slip out "was hoping you'd be mean". Opps, big mistake. She put the blanket away, told me to crawl in, and once inside instructed me to give her the pillow and pillowcase that'd been inside.
At first I was very cold. Long time laying there, trying to keep warm. That little bit of cloth, not more than 1 square foot, of the pillowcase sure is better than nothing. It never did get warm, but as the night went on, the coldness didn't seem as severe. Not sure if things did warm a little, or if I just got used to it.
Eventually she came to let me out, and I got to lay with her and warm up. She was still a bit unhappy I said something and didn't behave well. I'm supposed to be content and gracefully accept her decision, whatever that may be. But it sounds like I might be in store for more nastiness. She said to make sure the rubber cuffs were on top of the cage. They'd been packed in the toybag for the party on Saturday, but I'd already unpacked them and put them back. I did go grab locks (which she'll need), and even the horrible strap (which hopefully she won't need) and set them there. I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut. Well, not just keeping quiet, but truly, honestly behaving better.
Well, time to head out to the munch!