Bloggin' With Bitchass

Decision, decisions, decisions.....

Last night. I was finally able to get Princess Grace on a badly needed call. Yesterday was my 12th day in the CB2000, but this was not the only reason why I say the call was badly needed. I'm not sure that anyone other than one of MsGrace's callers will understand this, but it had been over 3 weeks since I had last called her, and I just needed to feel that connection that you get only in a call with her. I would've been happy just to talk and get caught up, but when I got Princess on the phone and mentioned this to her, she giggled and said, "Are you kidding? Nope nope... you're sitting there in a cage.... we're gonna play!" I really don't even need or want her to ask me what I want to do on calls anymore. Giving up total control to her and having her decide what she's going to do, without me questioning it, is a big deal for me.

So I called, and got to hear her amazing voice again, and we gossiped and chatted for awhile just getting caught up. I love this part of our calls, because I always feel like I'm talking to my closest friend, and feel our "girlfriend connection" very strongly.

Then it was time to play. Princess switched gears into Mistress Mode, strapped me into the front seat, tromped on the gas and away we went...

My memory starts to get a little iffy towards the later portion of the call because of how deep she always sinks me, but I'll tell you as well as I can remember what went on.

First, Princess told me to get "the white toy", which in case you don't know, is my friend Anita, who is an Aneros. She had me lube it up good and giggled while I inserted it, and then told me to sit down. Slowly. As I have said in the past, and no doubt will say again, "EEEEEEP!" Anita stayed nestled in my lower regions all through the rest of the call, and added her input to the sensations that MsGrace's beautiful voice was already creating.

Princess started to weave one of her awesome fantasies. I can only speak for myself here, but with me, her fantasies are not just generic stories, but instead are carefully woven just for me, using every bit of information about me that she has stored away in that lovely head of hers.

I was standing in a bedroom, waiting silently for her, dressed in only the CB2000. Princess entered the room carrying a large bag. She placed it on the bed and began taking things out and laying them on the bed, asking me if I like what I'm seeing and what I think she's going to do with them. Oh yeah.... I liked alright!

Princess brings a pair of tight black panties and slips them on me, their tightness holding the cage in a firm grip. Then she brings a pair of black pantyhose and rolls them up my legs and over the panty covered cage. Over top of that, she puts on a pair of sexy, black, thong panties. Then she says it's time for some shoes... black patent leather with six inch heels, which she proceeds to slip onto my feet.

"I'll bet you're wondering what these leather tabs on the back of the shoes are for, huh?"

Bringing over a pair of small straps, she threads them through the tabs on the back of each shoe, and locks each strap around an ankle, making that familiar "snick" sound. She happily informs me that the panties are not coming off without the pantyhose coming off first, and the pantyhose are not coming off over those locked heels.

She goes back to the bed and picks up a pair of pretty, pink leather cuffs, locks them on my wrists and clips them together. She bring my hands up over my head, and clips the cuffs to a chain hanging from the ceiling, stretching me tight. Then she goes to the bed and comes back with a heavy, black corset, the kind with strict boning, places it around my waist, and starts to lace it up in back.

Princess laces it tighter and tighter and even puts her knee in my back to help her pull harder. But I'm not cooperating well enough and when she pulls hard on the laces, I'm not able to stay in one place, so back to the bed she goes and locks a pair of pink leather cuffs on my ankles, and attaches an 18 inch spreader bar between them. Then she attaches the cuffs to hooks in the floor, which mean that now I am totally trapped, and not able to go anywhere or even move very much. This holds me steady enough for her to finish tightening the corset, getting it to the point where I can only breathe in short, shallow breaths. Princess ties off the laces and surveys her work. She runs her hands over the corset and tells me how nicely femme it's made my waist and hips look.

She has one last item for me to wear. A beautiful pink collar, with a gold heart engraved with the name "jemmie". She places it around my neck.... ::SNICK!::

"You love wearing My collar, don't you sweetie?"

"Oh yes, Princess!"

"You love being owned by Me, don't you?"

"You know it, Princess!"

"Owned totally?

"Yesssssss!"

"You want to be Mine 100%?"

"Yes, Princess... I want that more than anything!"

"That's My good girl"

She stands back to look, as an artist would stand and look at a work in progress, deciding where to go next. But no, Princess already knows where she's going next. She goes to the bed and comes back with her new crop, which she taps me lightly with before giving me a few whacks on my ass.... then a few more whacks right on my breasts.... then..... a sharp crack right on the cage. Then another.

"I'll bet you're glad you're in that cage right now, arent you?"

Yes Princess, I am."

"I want you to tell Me."

"Princess, I'm so happy to be locked in your cage for you."

"That's my very good girl...."

::CRACK!::

Then Princess takes the crop back to the bed and returns with her flogger. She flicks it lightly over my hips and thighs, then lightly on my back. All of a sudden, she snaps it hard over my ass. Then again... and again... I try to arch my back and move to escape the worst of it, but the chain has me stretched, and with my feet locked in place, there's just nowhere to go. She snaps me again... and again...

"Tell me how much you want this!"

"Princess, I want it so much... please!"

"Do you want more?"

"Yes Princess! Please.... I want more! Pleaseeee... more!"

"mmmmmm.... good girl..."

::SNAP!:: ::SNAP!::

When Princess was satisfied that I had had enough, she put down the flogger and walked up to me and started running her hands over my corset, and over my breasts. She walked behind me and brought her hands from around my back and slid them down inside the front of the corset, cupping my breasts and pulling on my nipple rings. All the while, she was asking me how I was doing in her cage.

She slid her hand down inside the front of my panties and cupped the cage in it.... then started rubbing the cage, knowing full well that I couldn't feel the touch of her hand, only the movements of the cage.

"Awwww honey, think of how good this would feel if you weren't locked away in this cage.."

"Oh yes Princess... I'm thinking the very same thing."

"Mmmmm.... Me rubbing you like this.... feeling My hand... feeling My touch..."

"Princess.... Pleaseee.... I want this thing off of meeee!" Please let me take it off.."

"Well honey, I was thinking of letting you take it off and maybe even cum, but then you said in your blog how well you were doing, so I don't think so."

"Oh you bitch!"

"::giggles:: Why jemmie, you really sounded like you meant it that time!" ::more big giggles::

"I DID mean it, Princess... You ARE a bitch tonight!"

"awwwwww..... " ::giggles::

"I'll tell you what, honey... how about if I give you a choice? How about this... you can cut the lock, and take the cage off. Then you can stroke for a few minutes, but you can't cum, and then the cage will go back on.... ORRRR.... you can just leave the cage on."

Time seemed to compress while I weighed all the options and made my decision, which seemed to surprise Princess, and to be honest, kinda surprised me too. I blurted out,

"I want to stay in your cage for you Princess. Please may I stay in your cage?"

Now I don't know if I made the right decision or not, we'll just have to see. Maybe if there's a next time I'll go the other way. But my thinking at the time was this... If I take off the cage, all I get is a few minutes of good feelings, but still won't be able to cum, then right back in the cage again. I thought that would be harder in the long run than just staying in the cage, and so here I am, still locked up.

Princess said that most boys would be so desperate to get out for even a little stroke that they'd do anything to just get the cage off, and not worry about how bad it might be for them later. But she said I thought "like a girl" and realized how tough it would be to go back into the cage after not being allowed to cum. She said she was surprised, but told me that I might just have more willpower than most and she might have to make me go for longer periods.

"And you DO know that you're gonna have to do that sooner or later, right?"

"Yes Princess... whatever you think you want to do is OK with me"

Since time was getting short, Princess had me sit forward and work out with Anita a little bit more. We tried front to back, and side to side motions, and I found that a circular motion was pretty darn good too! I looked down at one point, saw a small puddle on the chair directly under the end of the cage, and had to remark to Princess,

"Hmmm... there's a lot of pre-cum here!"

I guess Anita coaxed that out of me, but I don't remember it happening.

And then I was out of time and had to leave, so we said our goodbyes and the call was over. I am still going over questions in my head that I want to ask Princess about, but the call itself was fantastic! All of my calls with MsGrace have been wonderful, and it seems each one is better than the last. But even with that, this call seemed slightly different in some other unexplainable way, and I'm wondering if it was because of the different issues brought up by focusing on the cage, such as turning over control, obedience, or maybe something else. I'm hoping that Princess can help me out by giving me input on what she might think the difference is. I just know that ever since the call, I have been feeling a much stronger link to her, even if I'm not sure exactly what it is.

Thank you for the wonderful experience, Princess! I loved every minute of it and love being your pet. I hope you had a great time and now I'm looking forward to the next call!

Until next time,

little bitchass