Oh yippie!

I’m in lock up. I stayed home from work today to deal with some personal business that has me ready to put my fist through a wall.  Insurance companies, do I need to say more?

I guess the Domme Lady here figured out I was stressing out. I ran to town to grab take out for dinner and when I got home she’d put out a pair of silk panties and the birdlock punisher. This is a new toy for us. I have only worn it for a couple of hours the night we got it,  so I am excited and nervous to find out what it will be like to be in lock up for a while.

I have to admit I am surprised she has put me in lock up because as she has said she isn’t real hip with the idea. I know when she does use the CB device she is up to something ornery but I also know it is her way of saying she up to staying in constant Domme mode for a few days and that makes my whole body tingle and my mind race. It also means I am going to have to be on my best behavior or she will strip me of the CB and the teasing and play will stop.  It becomes a real challenge to make sure I am not being a pain for her; the longer I am in lock up the more I forget to focus on her and start getting greedy about getting what I want from her. Sitting here thinking about it now I wonder if she’s not trying to use me for an  illustration for what she has been blogging about for the last couple of days.