Here's a little poem I just wrote for the contest at Midnight Madness next week.
Playtime... But for Who?
How did this happen?
I can't really say.
A message from Princess,
"Come over and play!"
Now I'm in trouble,
Not a thing can I do.
Strapped into this chair,
By Ms. You Know Who!
I saw in the mirror
She so thoughtfully left,
what She and Her friends did,
and I sucked in my breath.
My hair has been blonded,
done up in a perm,
I reach up to touch it,
but hands are held firm.
I look at my hands,
Red nails I can see.
Three inches long,
and stuck tightly on me.
Lots of new earrings,
must be ten in each ear,
a ring through my nose,
and much more I fear.
Makeup is bold,
and was put on so thick,
I can't even see me,
"Who is this chick?"
Long lashes and lipstick,
when They were through,
Lips plumped to bursting,
What the hell did They do?
Stuck in this mini,
that goes up to there,
and locked ballet boots,
that I'm forced to wear.
Voices are coming,
It's Grace and Her friends.
What's next I wonder,
and where will it end?
little bitchass
2007-04-28
I'm getting a little behind here and I don't mean by working out. I wanted to post a quick note on Thursday's Tease Time, so here goes.
Princess Grace was in a great mood, and She brought with her 3 new mp3s that She had just recorded. The first was called "Wet Dream", and was about a leaky sissy who wakes up to a Princess who has big plans. The second, "Consumed", was about a sissy who gets more than she bargained for when Princess discovers her unauthorized shopping trip. The third, "Strokeslave", was about a strokeslave who is unmercifully teased by his Princess in ways that I am not even gonna describe here, because describing it would make Princess' cage shrink down and I'll be a wreck again, just like I was the first time I heard it. You can listen to the mp3 and find out for yourself. All 3 mp3s pushed a TON of my buttons, and as I listen to them, I find myself wishing I was in the shoes of the lucky pets in the fantasies.
The rest of the session was spent teasing the hell out of her various pets in the room. Billybear had to squirm while Princess described some of the things he might be experiencing during his upcumming Easter Egg Hunt. I think billybear is gonna have so many eggs and jellybeans, that he's not gonna have room for all of them in his widdle basket. I wonder where Princess will make him carry the rest?
Princess had pantysue describe her assignment for the day, which was getting a pedicure. She also took a lot of pictures of the pedi girl as she worked. I'm sure pantysue got just as excited describing it as she did when it was actually happening. Especially since Princess now has her caged. Hee hee... ooops.... sorry to laugh pantysue, but it's just that I know what you're going through right now. Pantysue also has a new blog, and she has posted the pictures along with her pedicure story.
In case you don't know, Princess' birthday is coming up on May 10, and there's still time to thank Her for all She does for us by buying Her a prezzie or two. Or three...
And that brings it back around to me. Thursday was my 40 day anniversary locked in Her cage. 40 freaking days!!! I was last out on St Patrick's Day, and although I finally did the "Snap Like A Breadstick Dance"for Her, Princess has still not told me if She has mailed one of Her keys back to me so I can hopefully get out. Of course Princess didn't tease me at all about what might've happened to the keys, and making me squirm and leak like a sieve. Oh no... She would never do that! Princess, I promise I'll send the key right back again if You'll pretty please just let me out for a little while to play.
There was lots more, but it's getting late, and I need to get to bed. Princess, You are one Mean Cockteasing BITCH Mistress! Actually, You are THE Motherfucking Princess. And I wuvs you to death!
little bitchass
Princess Grace was in a great mood, and She brought with her 3 new mp3s that She had just recorded. The first was called "Wet Dream", and was about a leaky sissy who wakes up to a Princess who has big plans. The second, "Consumed", was about a sissy who gets more than she bargained for when Princess discovers her unauthorized shopping trip. The third, "Strokeslave", was about a strokeslave who is unmercifully teased by his Princess in ways that I am not even gonna describe here, because describing it would make Princess' cage shrink down and I'll be a wreck again, just like I was the first time I heard it. You can listen to the mp3 and find out for yourself. All 3 mp3s pushed a TON of my buttons, and as I listen to them, I find myself wishing I was in the shoes of the lucky pets in the fantasies.
The rest of the session was spent teasing the hell out of her various pets in the room. Billybear had to squirm while Princess described some of the things he might be experiencing during his upcumming Easter Egg Hunt. I think billybear is gonna have so many eggs and jellybeans, that he's not gonna have room for all of them in his widdle basket. I wonder where Princess will make him carry the rest?
Princess had pantysue describe her assignment for the day, which was getting a pedicure. She also took a lot of pictures of the pedi girl as she worked. I'm sure pantysue got just as excited describing it as she did when it was actually happening. Especially since Princess now has her caged. Hee hee... ooops.... sorry to laugh pantysue, but it's just that I know what you're going through right now. Pantysue also has a new blog, and she has posted the pictures along with her pedicure story.
In case you don't know, Princess' birthday is coming up on May 10, and there's still time to thank Her for all She does for us by buying Her a prezzie or two. Or three...
And that brings it back around to me. Thursday was my 40 day anniversary locked in Her cage. 40 freaking days!!! I was last out on St Patrick's Day, and although I finally did the "Snap Like A Breadstick Dance"for Her, Princess has still not told me if She has mailed one of Her keys back to me so I can hopefully get out. Of course Princess didn't tease me at all about what might've happened to the keys, and making me squirm and leak like a sieve. Oh no... She would never do that! Princess, I promise I'll send the key right back again if You'll pretty please just let me out for a little while to play.
There was lots more, but it's getting late, and I need to get to bed. Princess, You are one Mean Cockteasing BITCH Mistress! Actually, You are THE Motherfucking Princess. And I wuvs you to death!
little bitchass
2007-04-27
OK, I've been slacking off, I know. But when Princess beats me to it and posts not one, but 3 pictures of her hot rides, I KNOW I've been procrastinating!
So I'll show you the nice wheels that showed up in Billybear Labs the night I was playing with the Transmorgifier. I had no clue how to work the thing, so I tossed in a radio controlled car, a copy of The Cat In The Hat book, and a potted plant, and let her rip! Here's what came out...
little bitchass
So I'll show you the nice wheels that showed up in Billybear Labs the night I was playing with the Transmorgifier. I had no clue how to work the thing, so I tossed in a radio controlled car, a copy of The Cat In The Hat book, and a potted plant, and let her rip! Here's what came out...
little bitchass
2007-04-23
SNAP! What was that sound?
That, my friends, was the sound of little bitchass being snapped like a dry twig during a call with Princess Grace last night. If you've been following my pathetic little posts, you know that Princess was determined to break me "like a breadstick" before She was even gonna think of letting me out of the CB2000. She wanted to hear me cry real tears, because of some stupid comment I made months ago, before She even got this little pink cutie on me. To refresh, I had said that I couldn't imagine anyone ever getting to the point where they would cry to get out. Advice to anyone thinking about it, never hold a challenge out in front of Ms Grace, even if you don't actually intend it as a challenge.
That said, Princess decided that She was gonna show me how wrong I was, just like She showed me how wrong I was when I said I didn't think I'd ever beg anyone to cum. (I'll never learn, will I?) So, after 36 days in the cage, with diabolical homework assignments every night for the last couple of weeks, I was more than ready to take my medicine and hopefully Princess would finally be satisfied and at least tell me that She would let me out. She agreed to take my call last night, and off we went.
The call started out like most any other we've done, which means that the first part of the call is spent on laughing a talking, getting caught up on what has been going on with each other since last time. This is the part of the call that I lovingly refer to as "foreplay". Princess is such a joy to talk to that I wouldn't mind if the whole call was spent talking to Her, maybe not on EVERY call, because I like the part that comes after the foreplay even better! We certainly did have a LOT to talk about this week, and I started to worry a little that maybe She wouldn't have enough time to get me to the point of breaking. That's when She pounced....
"Sooooo, jemmie..... how are you feeling? ::giggles::
"Feeling like I want out of this cage, Princess"
"And why is that, honey? ::giggles::"
"I need to cum, and even more, I just need to feel something. Please let me out of this damned thing so I can at least do it one time. Then You can put me back in if You want."
"And how bad do you need to cum, jemmie?"
"Princess... pleeeeeeaaasssseeee..... I need to more than anything. I'll even say it before You ask.. I'll do anything..... anything anything anything, just please let me out!
And with that, Princess downshifted into Super Domme mode, stepped down hard on the gas, and within 15 minutes, I was reduced to a begging, crying mess. But while I was crying, She was enjoying the hell out of things.
"Do you see your mistake now, honey?" ::more giggles::
"Yes, Princessssss.... I was wrong.... You were right"
"When am I not right, honey bunny? And will you listen to your Princess next time?"
"Yes, Princessssss...."
Princess then posed an interesting question for me and I truthfully had a hard time answering it. Maybe it has no good answer....
"And do you love being in My cage, jemmie?"
Now that sounds easy, but for me it's not. A part of me hates the cage with a passion, but because I'm subbie, I think I love it more, because it's another way I can give control to Princess. You can call me crazy for this, but it gives me great satisfaction, and I'll do all of this over again and more in a heartbeat if my giving up control makes Princess happy.
"Yes, I love being in Your cage, Princess...."
When I told Princess what I was planning for this blog entry, She thought I should tell you all about what She did to make that happen, but I brought up that if I did, it might spoil it for other lucky chastity lovers if I were to expose all of her secret techniques. She thought about it and agreed. You may thank me now.....
Besides that, If I had to go through this whole experience without knowing what was coming up next, then so do you!
After I calmed down, Princess told me that She would send me a key (not keys, She's keeping one), and I could let myself out during our next call. So that means that depending on when She sends it, I will probably not get out for another week, maybe even two. When I do call Her and She lets me out, then I have to worry whether She will let me cum or not. She told me that it was not guaranteed She was gonna allow me to cum, and that She was gonna have to think about that. I also have to worry about how long Princess plans to keep HER property unlocked. You're NOT gonna lock me right back up again, are you Princess???
Princess also says She has a surprise for me, and She's not telling me what it is. So I'll let you all know as soon as I find out. Whatever it is, She says I'm gonna love it more than anything so far. I'm antsy as hell to find out what She's got in mind!
Speaking of antsy, ever since last night's call, I've been feeling all needy and wanty, and because of that, waiting for the key and a call for the the next week or two should be very interesting. It will DEFINITELY be more interesting than last week.
Well, my lunch hour is up, and I need to get back to work, and so I'll have to close out this post.
Princess, the call was absolutely wonderful in so many different ways. You were awesome as always, and I adore talking with You. I can't wait for our next call!
Thank You so much..... Wuv You, Princess!
little bitchass
That, my friends, was the sound of little bitchass being snapped like a dry twig during a call with Princess Grace last night. If you've been following my pathetic little posts, you know that Princess was determined to break me "like a breadstick" before She was even gonna think of letting me out of the CB2000. She wanted to hear me cry real tears, because of some stupid comment I made months ago, before She even got this little pink cutie on me. To refresh, I had said that I couldn't imagine anyone ever getting to the point where they would cry to get out. Advice to anyone thinking about it, never hold a challenge out in front of Ms Grace, even if you don't actually intend it as a challenge.
That said, Princess decided that She was gonna show me how wrong I was, just like She showed me how wrong I was when I said I didn't think I'd ever beg anyone to cum. (I'll never learn, will I?) So, after 36 days in the cage, with diabolical homework assignments every night for the last couple of weeks, I was more than ready to take my medicine and hopefully Princess would finally be satisfied and at least tell me that She would let me out. She agreed to take my call last night, and off we went.
The call started out like most any other we've done, which means that the first part of the call is spent on laughing a talking, getting caught up on what has been going on with each other since last time. This is the part of the call that I lovingly refer to as "foreplay". Princess is such a joy to talk to that I wouldn't mind if the whole call was spent talking to Her, maybe not on EVERY call, because I like the part that comes after the foreplay even better! We certainly did have a LOT to talk about this week, and I started to worry a little that maybe She wouldn't have enough time to get me to the point of breaking. That's when She pounced....
"Sooooo, jemmie..... how are you feeling? ::giggles::
"Feeling like I want out of this cage, Princess"
"And why is that, honey? ::giggles::"
"I need to cum, and even more, I just need to feel something. Please let me out of this damned thing so I can at least do it one time. Then You can put me back in if You want."
"And how bad do you need to cum, jemmie?"
"Princess... pleeeeeeaaasssseeee..... I need to more than anything. I'll even say it before You ask.. I'll do anything..... anything anything anything, just please let me out!
And with that, Princess downshifted into Super Domme mode, stepped down hard on the gas, and within 15 minutes, I was reduced to a begging, crying mess. But while I was crying, She was enjoying the hell out of things.
"Do you see your mistake now, honey?" ::more giggles::
"Yes, Princessssss.... I was wrong.... You were right"
"When am I not right, honey bunny? And will you listen to your Princess next time?"
"Yes, Princessssss...."
Princess then posed an interesting question for me and I truthfully had a hard time answering it. Maybe it has no good answer....
"And do you love being in My cage, jemmie?"
Now that sounds easy, but for me it's not. A part of me hates the cage with a passion, but because I'm subbie, I think I love it more, because it's another way I can give control to Princess. You can call me crazy for this, but it gives me great satisfaction, and I'll do all of this over again and more in a heartbeat if my giving up control makes Princess happy.
"Yes, I love being in Your cage, Princess...."
When I told Princess what I was planning for this blog entry, She thought I should tell you all about what She did to make that happen, but I brought up that if I did, it might spoil it for other lucky chastity lovers if I were to expose all of her secret techniques. She thought about it and agreed. You may thank me now.....
Besides that, If I had to go through this whole experience without knowing what was coming up next, then so do you!
After I calmed down, Princess told me that She would send me a key (not keys, She's keeping one), and I could let myself out during our next call. So that means that depending on when She sends it, I will probably not get out for another week, maybe even two. When I do call Her and She lets me out, then I have to worry whether She will let me cum or not. She told me that it was not guaranteed She was gonna allow me to cum, and that She was gonna have to think about that. I also have to worry about how long Princess plans to keep HER property unlocked. You're NOT gonna lock me right back up again, are you Princess???
Princess also says She has a surprise for me, and She's not telling me what it is. So I'll let you all know as soon as I find out. Whatever it is, She says I'm gonna love it more than anything so far. I'm antsy as hell to find out what She's got in mind!
Speaking of antsy, ever since last night's call, I've been feeling all needy and wanty, and because of that, waiting for the key and a call for the the next week or two should be very interesting. It will DEFINITELY be more interesting than last week.
Well, my lunch hour is up, and I need to get back to work, and so I'll have to close out this post.
Princess, the call was absolutely wonderful in so many different ways. You were awesome as always, and I adore talking with You. I can't wait for our next call!
Thank You so much..... Wuv You, Princess!
little bitchass
2007-04-21
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming.... Yes friends, it's time to move on, away from the pile of shit that fell from the sky and landed on my head this past week, and on to a much more pleasant topic. Yes, you guessed it, that topic is "What's happening with Princess Grace and I!
I've come to terms with the fact that there are always gonna be people who will try to make me go away, stop me from having fun, or try to hurt Princess by hurting me first. I now fully expect this, and the next time it happens, and it WILL happen again, I'm not gonna be surprised and there's no way I'm gonna let them bring me down. Won't happen. The funny thing about the whole matter from last week is that every time there's an incident like this, the intended objective of breaking us up does not occur. Instead the exact opposite happens. Each time, Princess and I grow closer and closer, and the special bond between us grows stronger and stronger. It's amazing how quickly a totally fucked up situation that lasted for days can be fixed by a few teaspoons of Princess Grace on a Saturday afternoon!
Get out the straightjacket boys, I've obviously lost touch again and I'm getting dangerously insane here! Wooohooooooooooo!
It looks like if the stars and planets align on Sunday, I may get a chance for a much needed call with Princess. I can't wait for this to happen! HER property has been locked up in HER cage for 35 days now, and little bitchass wants to get out NOWWWW! Too bad for me, because Princess only received HER keys in the mail just a few days ago, and now I have to beg Her to send at least one of them back to me? Will it happen? I'll find out tomorrow if the call happens. All I have to do is to demonstrate that I am needy and wanty enough to cry real tears while I plead and beg for Her to let me out. Or as Princess so delicately put it,
"My bitchass, you're gonna snap like a breadstick!"
Super...
All I can say is that the call better happen and I'd better break, because the homework has been getting to me and I'm just about to climb the walls. At one point I got totally sidetracked by all the dirty blog business and when Princess worked me up into such a frenzy during my lunch hour at work, I actually begged Her to let me out so I could take out Her cock like a man would and stroke it! Her COCK??? I also said She could call it Her cock whenever She wanted to. EEEEK! What am I saying??? I'm a sissy! That was supposed to be "rub Her clitty!" Quick! Somebody get me my medicine!
One last thing. Once again, because you all deserve it, I want to give another shout out and thank my many friends who called, blogged, emailed and IMed their support for me last week. You're all wonderful people and I hope that I can do the same for any of you if you ever need it! You're all the best!
And Princess, as You've come to expect, what can I say except LET ME THE FUCK OUT YOU EVIL COCKTEASING BITCH! I'm hoping this call comes off tomorrow, because if it doesn't, I may have to write another pathetic blog entry. We don't want that to happen, now do we?
Princess, at the risk of sounding nuts, I wuvs you! And it's party time in the ward tonight, and I'll be handing out the Thorazine just before lights out, so everybody.... be there or be square....
little bitchass
I've come to terms with the fact that there are always gonna be people who will try to make me go away, stop me from having fun, or try to hurt Princess by hurting me first. I now fully expect this, and the next time it happens, and it WILL happen again, I'm not gonna be surprised and there's no way I'm gonna let them bring me down. Won't happen. The funny thing about the whole matter from last week is that every time there's an incident like this, the intended objective of breaking us up does not occur. Instead the exact opposite happens. Each time, Princess and I grow closer and closer, and the special bond between us grows stronger and stronger. It's amazing how quickly a totally fucked up situation that lasted for days can be fixed by a few teaspoons of Princess Grace on a Saturday afternoon!
Get out the straightjacket boys, I've obviously lost touch again and I'm getting dangerously insane here! Wooohooooooooooo!
It looks like if the stars and planets align on Sunday, I may get a chance for a much needed call with Princess. I can't wait for this to happen! HER property has been locked up in HER cage for 35 days now, and little bitchass wants to get out NOWWWW! Too bad for me, because Princess only received HER keys in the mail just a few days ago, and now I have to beg Her to send at least one of them back to me? Will it happen? I'll find out tomorrow if the call happens. All I have to do is to demonstrate that I am needy and wanty enough to cry real tears while I plead and beg for Her to let me out. Or as Princess so delicately put it,
"My bitchass, you're gonna snap like a breadstick!"
Super...
All I can say is that the call better happen and I'd better break, because the homework has been getting to me and I'm just about to climb the walls. At one point I got totally sidetracked by all the dirty blog business and when Princess worked me up into such a frenzy during my lunch hour at work, I actually begged Her to let me out so I could take out Her cock like a man would and stroke it! Her COCK??? I also said She could call it Her cock whenever She wanted to. EEEEK! What am I saying??? I'm a sissy! That was supposed to be "rub Her clitty!" Quick! Somebody get me my medicine!
One last thing. Once again, because you all deserve it, I want to give another shout out and thank my many friends who called, blogged, emailed and IMed their support for me last week. You're all wonderful people and I hope that I can do the same for any of you if you ever need it! You're all the best!
And Princess, as You've come to expect, what can I say except LET ME THE FUCK OUT YOU EVIL COCKTEASING BITCH! I'm hoping this call comes off tomorrow, because if it doesn't, I may have to write another pathetic blog entry. We don't want that to happen, now do we?
Princess, at the risk of sounding nuts, I wuvs you! And it's party time in the ward tonight, and I'll be handing out the Thorazine just before lights out, so everybody.... be there or be square....
little bitchass
2007-04-19
A few questions for Blooky...
I went to the chatroom last night thinking that I might run into you and ask you these questions, but when I got there, I decided not to disrupt the hosted chat that was going on. So I will ask you now.
What have I EVER done to you to warrant the malicious personal attack you made on me in your blog yesterday? I have ALWAYS gone out of my way to be cordial and friendly, and no matter what I might think of you personally, I NEVER trashed you in the chatroom or any other public forum, the way you did to me yesterday.
All I can say is that you had a lot of balls to say hello to me in the manner you did in the chatroom last night, acting as if you were my best friend, all the while knowing that you had just performed a vicious hatchet job on me just hours earlier.
Yes, you have every right to post whatever you wish on your blog. That is a precious freedom that brave people have fought for and died to attain. If you have a different viewpoint than I do on how I choose to live my life, that's fine, but there is no need to voice that opinion by turning it into a personal attack. You know this as well as I do, so your trashing was clearly meant to hurt, and not just voice your opinion on what I blog about. There are certain conventions and above all COURTESIES that most decent people use when voicing their opinions. Obviously you are sorely lacking in any of the qualities that decent human beings possess.
I suspect that your money may buy you a lot of influence and friends around here, but I'll bet that without that money, you would be dropped faster than someone who has just picked up a red hot rock. Your money does not impress me in the least, and my opinion of you as an arrogant, egotistical, pompous ass is not affected by it.
As far as my blog goes, you are more than welcome to not read it if you choose, and actually I would prefer that. As far as your blog goes, keep posting whatever you want, because the more you post, the more people will see you for what you really are.
Don't bother saying hello or speaking to me in the chatroom anymore, because I won't see it. You are gonna be put on ignore status as soon as I can possibly get the button clicked. As for anyone else reading this who chooses to stand with Blooky on this matter, let me know so that I can put you all on ignore at the same time.
Have a wonderful day.
little bitchass
I went to the chatroom last night thinking that I might run into you and ask you these questions, but when I got there, I decided not to disrupt the hosted chat that was going on. So I will ask you now.
What have I EVER done to you to warrant the malicious personal attack you made on me in your blog yesterday? I have ALWAYS gone out of my way to be cordial and friendly, and no matter what I might think of you personally, I NEVER trashed you in the chatroom or any other public forum, the way you did to me yesterday.
All I can say is that you had a lot of balls to say hello to me in the manner you did in the chatroom last night, acting as if you were my best friend, all the while knowing that you had just performed a vicious hatchet job on me just hours earlier.
Yes, you have every right to post whatever you wish on your blog. That is a precious freedom that brave people have fought for and died to attain. If you have a different viewpoint than I do on how I choose to live my life, that's fine, but there is no need to voice that opinion by turning it into a personal attack. You know this as well as I do, so your trashing was clearly meant to hurt, and not just voice your opinion on what I blog about. There are certain conventions and above all COURTESIES that most decent people use when voicing their opinions. Obviously you are sorely lacking in any of the qualities that decent human beings possess.
I suspect that your money may buy you a lot of influence and friends around here, but I'll bet that without that money, you would be dropped faster than someone who has just picked up a red hot rock. Your money does not impress me in the least, and my opinion of you as an arrogant, egotistical, pompous ass is not affected by it.
As far as my blog goes, you are more than welcome to not read it if you choose, and actually I would prefer that. As far as your blog goes, keep posting whatever you want, because the more you post, the more people will see you for what you really are.
Don't bother saying hello or speaking to me in the chatroom anymore, because I won't see it. You are gonna be put on ignore status as soon as I can possibly get the button clicked. As for anyone else reading this who chooses to stand with Blooky on this matter, let me know so that I can put you all on ignore at the same time.
Have a wonderful day.
little bitchass
2007-04-18
2007-04-16
Well, today is a milestone of sorts... or is it a millstone instead? You be the judge...
Today marks Day 30 in Princess' little plastic prison. I wish Princess Grace was here to help me celebrate this special occasion, but since she's still away on vacation, I'll have to go it alone. One thing's for sure, she is prolly having a much better time than I'm having.
I thought that for today, I'd depart from reporting on my homework assignments because the outcome of those is getting predictable, and I don't want to bore my readers, no matter how much they say they like reading about my descent into insanity.
30 days... a nice round number, but one that I never thought I'd be seeing until much farther down the road. Princess had decided that I wasn't breaking fast enough for her liking, and so she has decided to increase the pressure on me as well as the length of my time under lockdown. I'm only making an educated guess here, but I think Princess was originally planning on having me send my keys to her after she got back, but changed her mind after giving it more thought. It makes sense to me that if she wants to push harder, and knowing how needywanty I am gonna be anyway in the week she is gone, what better way to intensify that than to have me be totally without a way out of her cage for that week? Here are a few things I've observed since she tightened the screws down even more.
1. I've noticed a real difference in how this predicament feels since I've mailed my only way out to Princess in two simple little white envelopes. It doesn't sound like much, but watching the last key disappear into the mailslot and knowing that my freedom was going right along with it really gave me a psychological jolt. Just the fact that I've lost the comfort of knowing I have the keys to get out has been an unexpected dose of reality.
2. The addition of the brass lock in place of the plastic lock was very noticable. The plastic locks are thin and very light weight, where the brass lock is bigger and heavier, and most of all, IT LOOKS LIKE A REAL LOCK! I can feel the difference in weight, it gets in the way of my hand when I try to rub the cage, and it also blocks a fairly large part of the area where I could be inserting a Q-tip or trying to jam my fingertips in between the bars. I have been getting so affected by this lock that last night while listening to MP3s, I must have grabbed it every 5 minutes and yanked on it in frustration.
3. I touched on this earlier, but Princess doing this just before leaving on her vacation has put pressure on me big time. She knew that I would already be thinking of her and missing her badly to begin with, and now, when I need to talk with her about what I'm going through, she's not here. I can't help but to think about her constantly. I don't mean to say that I think she's doing anything with bad intent, because she's not. She's just doing what is necessary to get this little project to the next stage, and she's using a powerful psychological weapon to accomplish it.
So all in all, this has been a very interesting week in Princess' cage for little bitchass. Just before she left, Princess told me in the chatroom that my keys had not arrived yet and that her Mom would be picking up her mail for her while she was gone. This was the opening I was waiting for. I cleverly convinced Princess to forward her phone to her Mom while she's gone. I'm sure the Queen Mum will be sympathetic to my predicament. As soon as Princess left on her trip, I called the number and got a busy signal. I tried again an hour later. Still busy. Waited another half hour... still no dice... what the holy hell????? How am I supposed to beg the Queen Mum to let me out of this cage if all I ever get is busy signals??? I start calling every 5 minutes...
Finally, there's a click and a womans voice says, " hello?"
I instantly start babbling about cages and wantyneedy feelings and please oh please oh please won't you send those keys back to me... But she politely cuts me off...
"Who did you say you were?"
"little bitchass, your daughters girlfriend.."
"Oh.. it's you... I heard about you... no way... I was given special instructions about you and those keys are hidden where you will never find them.. as a matter of fact, WE may never find them..."
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"Well, I'm sorry to leave you in such a wantyneedy condition, but I really must turn the forwarding on this phone back off and put it back on Grace's voicemail. Some guy named DaddyBear is annoying the hell out of me. He's been calling here every few minutes looking for Grace, and wanting to know when she's going to be back. Then he calls again a few minutes later and asks if she's back yet. I told him, "You idiot! it's only been 5 minutes!" I'm about at my wits end, and so that's why I'm not gonna take any more of her calls for her."
OK, OK, so the above conversation never happened.... So I lied... I'm crazy, you know? hahahahahahahahahahahaha... This is what you can expect from me and more, the longer I go in this cage.
Princess, I wuv you.... where areeeeeeeeee yooooouuuuuuuuuuuu?
Please come home and let me outttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt???????
Pretty please with cotton candy on top?
little bitchass
Today marks Day 30 in Princess' little plastic prison. I wish Princess Grace was here to help me celebrate this special occasion, but since she's still away on vacation, I'll have to go it alone. One thing's for sure, she is prolly having a much better time than I'm having.
I thought that for today, I'd depart from reporting on my homework assignments because the outcome of those is getting predictable, and I don't want to bore my readers, no matter how much they say they like reading about my descent into insanity.
30 days... a nice round number, but one that I never thought I'd be seeing until much farther down the road. Princess had decided that I wasn't breaking fast enough for her liking, and so she has decided to increase the pressure on me as well as the length of my time under lockdown. I'm only making an educated guess here, but I think Princess was originally planning on having me send my keys to her after she got back, but changed her mind after giving it more thought. It makes sense to me that if she wants to push harder, and knowing how needywanty I am gonna be anyway in the week she is gone, what better way to intensify that than to have me be totally without a way out of her cage for that week? Here are a few things I've observed since she tightened the screws down even more.
1. I've noticed a real difference in how this predicament feels since I've mailed my only way out to Princess in two simple little white envelopes. It doesn't sound like much, but watching the last key disappear into the mailslot and knowing that my freedom was going right along with it really gave me a psychological jolt. Just the fact that I've lost the comfort of knowing I have the keys to get out has been an unexpected dose of reality.
2. The addition of the brass lock in place of the plastic lock was very noticable. The plastic locks are thin and very light weight, where the brass lock is bigger and heavier, and most of all, IT LOOKS LIKE A REAL LOCK! I can feel the difference in weight, it gets in the way of my hand when I try to rub the cage, and it also blocks a fairly large part of the area where I could be inserting a Q-tip or trying to jam my fingertips in between the bars. I have been getting so affected by this lock that last night while listening to MP3s, I must have grabbed it every 5 minutes and yanked on it in frustration.
3. I touched on this earlier, but Princess doing this just before leaving on her vacation has put pressure on me big time. She knew that I would already be thinking of her and missing her badly to begin with, and now, when I need to talk with her about what I'm going through, she's not here. I can't help but to think about her constantly. I don't mean to say that I think she's doing anything with bad intent, because she's not. She's just doing what is necessary to get this little project to the next stage, and she's using a powerful psychological weapon to accomplish it.
So all in all, this has been a very interesting week in Princess' cage for little bitchass. Just before she left, Princess told me in the chatroom that my keys had not arrived yet and that her Mom would be picking up her mail for her while she was gone. This was the opening I was waiting for. I cleverly convinced Princess to forward her phone to her Mom while she's gone. I'm sure the Queen Mum will be sympathetic to my predicament. As soon as Princess left on her trip, I called the number and got a busy signal. I tried again an hour later. Still busy. Waited another half hour... still no dice... what the holy hell????? How am I supposed to beg the Queen Mum to let me out of this cage if all I ever get is busy signals??? I start calling every 5 minutes...
Finally, there's a click and a womans voice says, " hello?"
I instantly start babbling about cages and wantyneedy feelings and please oh please oh please won't you send those keys back to me... But she politely cuts me off...
"Who did you say you were?"
"little bitchass, your daughters girlfriend.."
"Oh.. it's you... I heard about you... no way... I was given special instructions about you and those keys are hidden where you will never find them.. as a matter of fact, WE may never find them..."
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"Well, I'm sorry to leave you in such a wantyneedy condition, but I really must turn the forwarding on this phone back off and put it back on Grace's voicemail. Some guy named DaddyBear is annoying the hell out of me. He's been calling here every few minutes looking for Grace, and wanting to know when she's going to be back. Then he calls again a few minutes later and asks if she's back yet. I told him, "You idiot! it's only been 5 minutes!" I'm about at my wits end, and so that's why I'm not gonna take any more of her calls for her."
OK, OK, so the above conversation never happened.... So I lied... I'm crazy, you know? hahahahahahahahahahahaha... This is what you can expect from me and more, the longer I go in this cage.
Princess, I wuv you.... where areeeeeeeeee yooooouuuuuuuuuuuu?
Please come home and let me outttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt???????
Pretty please with cotton candy on top?
little bitchass
2007-04-15
Well here it is Sunday afternoon already, but before I write anything else, Princess Grace, I hope you're having a wonderful time on your vacation! Your little bitchass misses you tons! I wuv youuuu!
I've been away from this blog for the last few days because of more Realworld intrusions, one of which is getting my freaking taxes finished! Yes, bitchass is a procrastinator. But since I owe money this year, too bad. I am also dealing with my neighborhood "don't have anything better to do'ers" (aka homeowners association), who have been sending me love letters telling me that I am a worthless slob and causing the property values all around the state to go down because I have been slow in keeping up with my weeding and trimming. I'm sorry, but I'm not the type who wants to spend all weekend keeping up a Stepford lawn. Add to that a leaky water pipe inside a wall, and there you have my reasons for not blogging much recently.
And speaking of leaky pipes, I'm starting Day 29 today... sheeesh... and to think I freaked a few weeks ago when Princess teased me about her boytoy being locked up for a "good month"... Tomorrow is 30 days for me, with no prospects of getting out in the very near future. Princess has not had a chance to even touch my keys yet, and that's assuming that they have even arrived, so I'm kinda resigned to the fact that she is gonna want to play with those for awhile instead of just tossing them right back in the mail for me. Whatever she decides, I'm doing this for her, and all is (mostly) good.
That said, I have at least been keeping up with my Mistress' daily homework assignments. The last couple of nights have been spent with Anita and my box of lubed Q-tips. This Q-tip thing is so much more frustrating than it might seem to someone who is not in lockdown, and each session has left me worked up, but still not able to get close enough. Then, I have to spend the rest of my hour with Anita, squirming around without even a Q-tip to help me. Princess hit the nail on the head in her "Little Prisoner" mp3, when she asked how many times her boy reached down, hoping that maybe this time the lock would be gone. During the final half hour with Anita during these sessions, I am CONSTANTLY doing that. Feeling that heavy, hard lock... it's always there... I pull on it but it never opens... each time having the realization that it will ALWAYS be there until Princess decides I can't take any more... and each time, it makes me think of her, and depending on how frustrated I am, sometimes calling her some not-so-nice names.
Since I usually do these homework sessions late at night, I also find myself reaching down and testing the lock while I'm lying there before going to sleep, and any time I wake up in the night, I do the same thing. But each time, that hard metal lock is still keeping this cage from going anywhere.
But, don't get me wrong, it's not all bad... there's a good side of this for me, but this has gotten me in this predicament in the first place. I adore Princess Grace and want to do anything for her if it makes her happy. I think I can deal with this as long as I know that Princess is getting something good out of it, but for how much longer I just don't know. Only she knows how much longer I'll be in lockdown, because I've freely handed her the controls, and I did it willingly.
Yes. The frustration is building, and I know I'm gonna break sooner rather than later. I just hope that when I do, it's not while she's still away on vacation.
Tonight will be my mp3 homework assignment. I'll be struggling into my corset, putting Anita in, and listening to Princess Grace's mp3s for an hour. This was not easy last time and probably won't be easy tonight, because her voice in the mp3s tends to sink me into subspace almost as much as it does in a live phone call. So count on me going to bed in a needywanty condition again tonight.
How long before my Princess gets back????? I need you Princesssssssssss.
little bitchass
I've been away from this blog for the last few days because of more Realworld intrusions, one of which is getting my freaking taxes finished! Yes, bitchass is a procrastinator. But since I owe money this year, too bad. I am also dealing with my neighborhood "don't have anything better to do'ers" (aka homeowners association), who have been sending me love letters telling me that I am a worthless slob and causing the property values all around the state to go down because I have been slow in keeping up with my weeding and trimming. I'm sorry, but I'm not the type who wants to spend all weekend keeping up a Stepford lawn. Add to that a leaky water pipe inside a wall, and there you have my reasons for not blogging much recently.
And speaking of leaky pipes, I'm starting Day 29 today... sheeesh... and to think I freaked a few weeks ago when Princess teased me about her boytoy being locked up for a "good month"... Tomorrow is 30 days for me, with no prospects of getting out in the very near future. Princess has not had a chance to even touch my keys yet, and that's assuming that they have even arrived, so I'm kinda resigned to the fact that she is gonna want to play with those for awhile instead of just tossing them right back in the mail for me. Whatever she decides, I'm doing this for her, and all is (mostly) good.
That said, I have at least been keeping up with my Mistress' daily homework assignments. The last couple of nights have been spent with Anita and my box of lubed Q-tips. This Q-tip thing is so much more frustrating than it might seem to someone who is not in lockdown, and each session has left me worked up, but still not able to get close enough. Then, I have to spend the rest of my hour with Anita, squirming around without even a Q-tip to help me. Princess hit the nail on the head in her "Little Prisoner" mp3, when she asked how many times her boy reached down, hoping that maybe this time the lock would be gone. During the final half hour with Anita during these sessions, I am CONSTANTLY doing that. Feeling that heavy, hard lock... it's always there... I pull on it but it never opens... each time having the realization that it will ALWAYS be there until Princess decides I can't take any more... and each time, it makes me think of her, and depending on how frustrated I am, sometimes calling her some not-so-nice names.
Since I usually do these homework sessions late at night, I also find myself reaching down and testing the lock while I'm lying there before going to sleep, and any time I wake up in the night, I do the same thing. But each time, that hard metal lock is still keeping this cage from going anywhere.
But, don't get me wrong, it's not all bad... there's a good side of this for me, but this has gotten me in this predicament in the first place. I adore Princess Grace and want to do anything for her if it makes her happy. I think I can deal with this as long as I know that Princess is getting something good out of it, but for how much longer I just don't know. Only she knows how much longer I'll be in lockdown, because I've freely handed her the controls, and I did it willingly.
Yes. The frustration is building, and I know I'm gonna break sooner rather than later. I just hope that when I do, it's not while she's still away on vacation.
Tonight will be my mp3 homework assignment. I'll be struggling into my corset, putting Anita in, and listening to Princess Grace's mp3s for an hour. This was not easy last time and probably won't be easy tonight, because her voice in the mp3s tends to sink me into subspace almost as much as it does in a live phone call. So count on me going to bed in a needywanty condition again tonight.
How long before my Princess gets back????? I need you Princesssssssssss.
little bitchass
2007-04-11
More homework... MP3 night...
Well, last night was night 2 of my homework from Princess Grace. I did it before Midnight Madness because I knew time would be limited after that.
My instructions were to lace myself into my corset, lube and insert Anita, and then sit down for an hour of listening to some of Princess' MP3s.
So that's what I did. I sunk myself into the MP3s and rocked around on Anita, clenching and unclenching. After about 20 minutes of that, I was back in the familar "Let me outta here I want outta here NOW" mode again, and still had 40 more minutes to go. I listened to a couple more, noticing my hand was resting on the cage more and more, and as I sunk deeper into Princess' voice, I became aware that I was rubbing the cage a lot. Then, one time when I shifted position in the chair, I felt something slowly squirt out. I think that was just Anita pressing on my prostate, because there was no "good" feeling... not anything even close to an orgasm, just felt something run out.
But that made me start feeling more and more like I wanted to stroke. No... I NEEDED to stroke is more like it. Just like on Q-tip night, I found myself trying to hold the cage in my hand and move it around to try and get something out of it. The sound of the lock hitting the side of the cage and the sound of my nails hitting the cage once again emphasized that this was only an unfeeling piece of plastic. This only got me more frustrated.
One more time, just before the hour was up, I was listening to one of my favorite MP3s, and rubbing the cage, when I shifted again and felt another little spurt of something run out. Again, no orgasm, not even close.
Then the one hour of time allotted for the homework ran out, and I was left sitting there totally frustrated again, and this time wearing a pair of soaked panties. I didn't go quite as crazy as I did on the first night of homework, but tonight is Q-tip night again, and I'm wondering if it's gonna be just like before. If it is, Princess, you'd better cover your ears........
Princess, you're driving me crazy.... how many days until you get back???????
But I still wuvs youuuuuuuuu......
little bitchass
Well, last night was night 2 of my homework from Princess Grace. I did it before Midnight Madness because I knew time would be limited after that.
My instructions were to lace myself into my corset, lube and insert Anita, and then sit down for an hour of listening to some of Princess' MP3s.
So that's what I did. I sunk myself into the MP3s and rocked around on Anita, clenching and unclenching. After about 20 minutes of that, I was back in the familar "Let me outta here I want outta here NOW" mode again, and still had 40 more minutes to go. I listened to a couple more, noticing my hand was resting on the cage more and more, and as I sunk deeper into Princess' voice, I became aware that I was rubbing the cage a lot. Then, one time when I shifted position in the chair, I felt something slowly squirt out. I think that was just Anita pressing on my prostate, because there was no "good" feeling... not anything even close to an orgasm, just felt something run out.
But that made me start feeling more and more like I wanted to stroke. No... I NEEDED to stroke is more like it. Just like on Q-tip night, I found myself trying to hold the cage in my hand and move it around to try and get something out of it. The sound of the lock hitting the side of the cage and the sound of my nails hitting the cage once again emphasized that this was only an unfeeling piece of plastic. This only got me more frustrated.
One more time, just before the hour was up, I was listening to one of my favorite MP3s, and rubbing the cage, when I shifted again and felt another little spurt of something run out. Again, no orgasm, not even close.
Then the one hour of time allotted for the homework ran out, and I was left sitting there totally frustrated again, and this time wearing a pair of soaked panties. I didn't go quite as crazy as I did on the first night of homework, but tonight is Q-tip night again, and I'm wondering if it's gonna be just like before. If it is, Princess, you'd better cover your ears........
Princess, you're driving me crazy.... how many days until you get back???????
But I still wuvs youuuuuuuuu......
little bitchass
2007-04-10
OK Princess.... your homework is getting to me already...
Last night I did the first of the homework assignments that Princess Grace gave me to keep me occupied while she is away on her vacation. Here's a short report on the first night.
The assignment was to have relations with Anita (my Aneros toy) for an hour. What we did was up to me, but she needed to stay inside for an hour. For the first half hour of Anita's visit, I was also to lube up a Q-tip and "stroke" through the bars of Princess' cage for a half hour. So I lubed Anita (not gloopy) and put her in place. Then I went about lubing a Q-tip and laid down to start my hour session.
I figured that the Q-tip idea was just a Princess tease to show me again, that while I'm in this cage, I'm not gonna be able to feel anything that resembles "good". I knew that I was gonna feel next to nothing from it, and maybe get a little frustrated and that would be it. I was wrong. Princess has a plan, and she knew exactly what this tiny little Q-tip was gonna do to me.
To begin with, I COULD feel something, and it wasn't a lot, but it wasn't nothing, either. I started to rub with the Q-tip through the bars in the cage and after a while, I was hitting spots that felt pretty damn good! "Mmmm... if I keep this up, I may even be able to cum!" But soon enough, I realized just how devious this little exercise was. And I'm sure Princess was well aware of just what was gonna happen.
I got to a point where I realized that this was just not gonna be quite good enough, and I found myself trying harder and harder to find "sweet spots", but the best I could do was get to that "not quite good enough point", and I just got more and more frustrated. The more frustrated I got, the more I wanted to feel more. I started switching positions every few minutes to see if I could get something, but nothing got past the point of "almost good enough". I started trying to rub the cage with my fingers, still nothing... Each time I touched the cage, I could hear the lock against the cage bars and I could hear my nails hitting against it every time I changed my grip. All this did was to reinforce the fact that I was holding onto a hard, dead feeling object.
I was getting totally frustrated, and the more frustrated I got, I have to confess I even started calling Princess some pretty nasty names. I got so beside myself that I gave up and laid down on my tummy and pressed my body weight on top of the cage and actually started rocking and rubbing against the sheets. I needed to feel something... ANYTHING! Yes, I admit it, I was getting so crazy that I was actually humping the bed.
Nothing I did, no combination of things, did any good except to "almost" feel good. Eventually, the half hour was up, and I gave up in total frustration and went back to working Anita. But she also kept reminding me that I was caged, and after the next half hour passed, I was ready to break the cage with a hammer.
Princess, I think your little plan is working....
Tonight is the MP3 listening and corset wearing night, so I have no idea what kind of shape I'll be in tomorrow.
Princess, couldn't you pretty please send me back a key if you get them before you go? I am wanting out soooooooooooooooooooo bad!!!!!!!!!!!
little bitchass
Last night I did the first of the homework assignments that Princess Grace gave me to keep me occupied while she is away on her vacation. Here's a short report on the first night.
The assignment was to have relations with Anita (my Aneros toy) for an hour. What we did was up to me, but she needed to stay inside for an hour. For the first half hour of Anita's visit, I was also to lube up a Q-tip and "stroke" through the bars of Princess' cage for a half hour. So I lubed Anita (not gloopy) and put her in place. Then I went about lubing a Q-tip and laid down to start my hour session.
I figured that the Q-tip idea was just a Princess tease to show me again, that while I'm in this cage, I'm not gonna be able to feel anything that resembles "good". I knew that I was gonna feel next to nothing from it, and maybe get a little frustrated and that would be it. I was wrong. Princess has a plan, and she knew exactly what this tiny little Q-tip was gonna do to me.
To begin with, I COULD feel something, and it wasn't a lot, but it wasn't nothing, either. I started to rub with the Q-tip through the bars in the cage and after a while, I was hitting spots that felt pretty damn good! "Mmmm... if I keep this up, I may even be able to cum!" But soon enough, I realized just how devious this little exercise was. And I'm sure Princess was well aware of just what was gonna happen.
I got to a point where I realized that this was just not gonna be quite good enough, and I found myself trying harder and harder to find "sweet spots", but the best I could do was get to that "not quite good enough point", and I just got more and more frustrated. The more frustrated I got, the more I wanted to feel more. I started switching positions every few minutes to see if I could get something, but nothing got past the point of "almost good enough". I started trying to rub the cage with my fingers, still nothing... Each time I touched the cage, I could hear the lock against the cage bars and I could hear my nails hitting against it every time I changed my grip. All this did was to reinforce the fact that I was holding onto a hard, dead feeling object.
I was getting totally frustrated, and the more frustrated I got, I have to confess I even started calling Princess some pretty nasty names. I got so beside myself that I gave up and laid down on my tummy and pressed my body weight on top of the cage and actually started rocking and rubbing against the sheets. I needed to feel something... ANYTHING! Yes, I admit it, I was getting so crazy that I was actually humping the bed.
Nothing I did, no combination of things, did any good except to "almost" feel good. Eventually, the half hour was up, and I gave up in total frustration and went back to working Anita. But she also kept reminding me that I was caged, and after the next half hour passed, I was ready to break the cage with a hammer.
Princess, I think your little plan is working....
Tonight is the MP3 listening and corset wearing night, so I have no idea what kind of shape I'll be in tomorrow.
Princess, couldn't you pretty please send me back a key if you get them before you go? I am wanting out soooooooooooooooooooo bad!!!!!!!!!!!
little bitchass
2007-04-09
OK, maybe you all haven't been good, but since Princess Grace "suggested" I tell you about my homework assignments...
By the end of my call with Princess last night, I was locked back up in the CB2000 after replacing the plastic lock with the keyed lock, and required to mail the keys to Princess. The keys were mailed to her this morning. You can read more about how that went down here.
Princess Grace has decided that she is going to break me before I have any hope of getting out of this cage, but her plans were going to be delayed for a while because she is leaving for a vacation at the end of this week. So she designed this series of devious little homework assignments for me to do while she's gone to make sure that I'm a total basket case by the time she gets back, and that I remember,
1. Who has my keys
2. Who owns me
3. Who controls all of it
4. How much nicer it could be for me if I was not in this damn cage!!!
The homework assignments begin tonight and are to continue until I hear otherwise from her.
The first assignment is to spend an hour a night socializing with my companion, Anita, who as you know is my Aneros toy. My dates with Anita will also include an hour of listening to Princess Grace's MP3s on some nights and on other nights, I will be allowed to stroke. How, you say? Oh.. with a lubed Q-tip stroking through the bars of the cage. I am really looking forward to this treat and should get a lot of feeling from this. I sure hope I don't cum by accident! To prevent that from happening, I am only to "stroke" for a half hour, and spend the rest of my time with Anita, in Princess' own words, "just squirming and humping, and laying there...lol"
On MP3 nights, I am also to lace myself tightly into my corset, and listen to Princess' MP3s while also keeping Anita occupied between my cheeks. I'm thinking that billybear may have been right when he said I may need to be spoon fed and diapered by the time Princess is done with me.
But I understand who owns me and who will decide if and when I get out. I know she loves to control all of it, and if she loves it, I want her to have it. I live to give, and Princess gets all of me. But as Princess says, this need to give myself may cause problems for me in that confronted with the choice of pleasing her by staying in the cage, or breaking and being allowed release, I may choose to please her over my own wants and needs. I guess we'll find out the answer to that in the near future.
So keeping that in mind, I'll do my homework faithfully every night for her, and hopefully I will be able to give her what she wants when she returns...
I wuv you Princess, but pleeeeeaaaassseee let me out when you get back? I want outttt! Pretty pleeeeaaassseee?
Your little bitchass
By the end of my call with Princess last night, I was locked back up in the CB2000 after replacing the plastic lock with the keyed lock, and required to mail the keys to Princess. The keys were mailed to her this morning. You can read more about how that went down here.
Princess Grace has decided that she is going to break me before I have any hope of getting out of this cage, but her plans were going to be delayed for a while because she is leaving for a vacation at the end of this week. So she designed this series of devious little homework assignments for me to do while she's gone to make sure that I'm a total basket case by the time she gets back, and that I remember,
1. Who has my keys
2. Who owns me
3. Who controls all of it
4. How much nicer it could be for me if I was not in this damn cage!!!
The homework assignments begin tonight and are to continue until I hear otherwise from her.
The first assignment is to spend an hour a night socializing with my companion, Anita, who as you know is my Aneros toy. My dates with Anita will also include an hour of listening to Princess Grace's MP3s on some nights and on other nights, I will be allowed to stroke. How, you say? Oh.. with a lubed Q-tip stroking through the bars of the cage. I am really looking forward to this treat and should get a lot of feeling from this. I sure hope I don't cum by accident! To prevent that from happening, I am only to "stroke" for a half hour, and spend the rest of my time with Anita, in Princess' own words, "just squirming and humping, and laying there...lol"
On MP3 nights, I am also to lace myself tightly into my corset, and listen to Princess' MP3s while also keeping Anita occupied between my cheeks. I'm thinking that billybear may have been right when he said I may need to be spoon fed and diapered by the time Princess is done with me.
But I understand who owns me and who will decide if and when I get out. I know she loves to control all of it, and if she loves it, I want her to have it. I live to give, and Princess gets all of me. But as Princess says, this need to give myself may cause problems for me in that confronted with the choice of pleasing her by staying in the cage, or breaking and being allowed release, I may choose to please her over my own wants and needs. I guess we'll find out the answer to that in the near future.
So keeping that in mind, I'll do my homework faithfully every night for her, and hopefully I will be able to give her what she wants when she returns...
I wuv you Princess, but pleeeeeaaaassseee let me out when you get back? I want outttt! Pretty pleeeeaaassseee?
Your little bitchass
Princess ups the ante. Or.... Me and my BIG MOUTH!
Bitchass did a little call with Princess Grace last night. The original plan for the 2-Mistress call didn't quite work out, and since I had to leave fairly soon, I asked Princess if she would mind doing a one-on-one call with me. We could just talk, and didn't have to play. I mean really, how much can I play while I'm locked up? The call went well, as they always do, and Princess and I got caught up on a lot of things that we haven't had a chance to talk about since our last call. We laughed a lot, just like always, but I felt so bad for her because she was still having problems getting completely over her cold. Hope you feel much better soon, Princess!
Things went along like this for most of the call, but with about 15 minutes left to go, Princess started talking about my locked-down condition. She informed me that she does NOT intend to let me out of the cage until she breaks me down, and she thinks that I need to be pushed a lot harder to make that happen. Well, she started pushing harder last night. She started asking me how much I wanted to be let out, how much I wanted to feel my hand, how much I wanted to cum. I think I started babbling and begging a little at this point. Princess told me to go ahead and wrap my hand around the cage and to tell her how it felt.
I can tell you how it felt. I said it didn't feel anything different than holding a Coke bottle in your hand. So Princess picked that up and ran with it, telling me that I could get a Coke bottle, stick it between my legs, and stroke it. Oh yeah... now THAT should feel good. Then she asked me if I had a dildo, which I do not. That seemed to disappoint her greatly, and she said that was too bad, and if I did, I could stroke that. I could also wear a strap-on which would still give me as much feeling as what I'm getting now inside the cage. She knew she was pushing buttons hard, and I know I started whining and pleading with her to just let me take the cage off. I really didn't care if she let me cum or not, I just wanted to FEEL something! Princess told me that things were looking better, because now I was starting to finally sound desperate.
She finally eased up a little and then dropped a bombshell on me. This is where I realized that my big mouth had gotten me in trouble again. In last Thursday's Tease Time chat, I had teased bankyboo about some of the ways the keys he had just mailed to Princess and Ms Kate could get lost in the mail. For some better background on this, read here. Now Princess has been telling me that she is gonna be pushing me hard and that she had some kind of plans for me after she gets back from her vacation, and so I wasn't expecting anything to happen before that. So when she told me to go get 2 envelopes, 2 pieces of paper, a pen, tape, and scissors, I knew instantly what she was doing, but couldn't BELIEVE it was happening. She hasn't even left yet! She told me to get the brass lock that came with the CB2000. along with the pair of keys that open it.
I got everything together, and Princess gave me her address and told me to write it on the 2 envelopes. Then I was told to take the keys, tape each one of them to a seperate piece of paper, and fold the papers and stick one in each envelope. When that was done, I had to seal both envelopes. Now Princess told me to take the scissors and cut the plastic lock off of the cage. I did that and held out a slim hope that she might let me take the cage off. But she pre-empted those thoughts by telling me that this is where she would normally let me take the cage off, and get a shower and a shave, but tonight? No. The cage is NOT coming off, not even for a second, until I break. Instead, I had to take off the plastic lock, replace it with the brass one, and snap it shut. I held the phone down near the lock and Princess confirmed that she heard the lock snap closed.
::giggles::
Then, Princess told me to put stamps on the envelopes and take each one to a different Post Office and drop them in the mail this morning. She informed me that even if I broke, the keys could not get sent back to me until "sometime" after she gets back from her vacation. That means that counting the 22 days that I've already been locked, even if she sends them back as soon as she gets home from vacation, I can count on the total time locked down as being in the area of 5 weeks or more. And there's no contract and no guarantee that she will let me out even then, because once she has the keys, she controls all of it. She controls me, and she controls my pain and frustration. And as she mentioned during her teasing,
"it might even be forever.... ::giggles::"
When she said that, of course I laughed and figured that she was joking. But maybe I should be careful about taking her teases too lightly.
So here it is, the next day, and both keys are now in the mail and on their way to Princess' hot little hands. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary at the first Post Office when I mailed the first envelope, but at the second one, I had a really strange feeling as I watched the envelope with the last key in it disappear into the slot. I know that physically not much has changed here, except that now to get out without the key I'll need to break part of the cage, but there's a definite psychological difference when you know that your only way out is being held by someone 1500 miles away. But I'm happy as long as that someone is Princess Grace. The hardest part is knowing that she is gonna be out of touch for this weekend and most of next week. I'm pretty sure I can handle it, but the ride has started up already, and we're already on our way, so not much to do but watch and wait.
If I have time later today, and if you're all good, I may tell you about some homework that Princess gave me to do while she's gone.
Princess, I've gotta tell you that you surprised the bejeezus out of me last night when you told me to send you my keys! I had NO idea anything was gonna happen until you got back. I should know better than to take anything for granted with you. I hope my keys are gonna be happy living with you. Please make sure that they always stay warm and cozy, and please wuv them and hug them when they need it. Maybe you'll even let me see them again someday.....
I sure do adore my sweet Mistress, Princess Grace!
little bitchass
Bitchass did a little call with Princess Grace last night. The original plan for the 2-Mistress call didn't quite work out, and since I had to leave fairly soon, I asked Princess if she would mind doing a one-on-one call with me. We could just talk, and didn't have to play. I mean really, how much can I play while I'm locked up? The call went well, as they always do, and Princess and I got caught up on a lot of things that we haven't had a chance to talk about since our last call. We laughed a lot, just like always, but I felt so bad for her because she was still having problems getting completely over her cold. Hope you feel much better soon, Princess!
Things went along like this for most of the call, but with about 15 minutes left to go, Princess started talking about my locked-down condition. She informed me that she does NOT intend to let me out of the cage until she breaks me down, and she thinks that I need to be pushed a lot harder to make that happen. Well, she started pushing harder last night. She started asking me how much I wanted to be let out, how much I wanted to feel my hand, how much I wanted to cum. I think I started babbling and begging a little at this point. Princess told me to go ahead and wrap my hand around the cage and to tell her how it felt.
I can tell you how it felt. I said it didn't feel anything different than holding a Coke bottle in your hand. So Princess picked that up and ran with it, telling me that I could get a Coke bottle, stick it between my legs, and stroke it. Oh yeah... now THAT should feel good. Then she asked me if I had a dildo, which I do not. That seemed to disappoint her greatly, and she said that was too bad, and if I did, I could stroke that. I could also wear a strap-on which would still give me as much feeling as what I'm getting now inside the cage. She knew she was pushing buttons hard, and I know I started whining and pleading with her to just let me take the cage off. I really didn't care if she let me cum or not, I just wanted to FEEL something! Princess told me that things were looking better, because now I was starting to finally sound desperate.
She finally eased up a little and then dropped a bombshell on me. This is where I realized that my big mouth had gotten me in trouble again. In last Thursday's Tease Time chat, I had teased bankyboo about some of the ways the keys he had just mailed to Princess and Ms Kate could get lost in the mail. For some better background on this, read here. Now Princess has been telling me that she is gonna be pushing me hard and that she had some kind of plans for me after she gets back from her vacation, and so I wasn't expecting anything to happen before that. So when she told me to go get 2 envelopes, 2 pieces of paper, a pen, tape, and scissors, I knew instantly what she was doing, but couldn't BELIEVE it was happening. She hasn't even left yet! She told me to get the brass lock that came with the CB2000. along with the pair of keys that open it.
I got everything together, and Princess gave me her address and told me to write it on the 2 envelopes. Then I was told to take the keys, tape each one of them to a seperate piece of paper, and fold the papers and stick one in each envelope. When that was done, I had to seal both envelopes. Now Princess told me to take the scissors and cut the plastic lock off of the cage. I did that and held out a slim hope that she might let me take the cage off. But she pre-empted those thoughts by telling me that this is where she would normally let me take the cage off, and get a shower and a shave, but tonight? No. The cage is NOT coming off, not even for a second, until I break. Instead, I had to take off the plastic lock, replace it with the brass one, and snap it shut. I held the phone down near the lock and Princess confirmed that she heard the lock snap closed.
::giggles::
Then, Princess told me to put stamps on the envelopes and take each one to a different Post Office and drop them in the mail this morning. She informed me that even if I broke, the keys could not get sent back to me until "sometime" after she gets back from her vacation. That means that counting the 22 days that I've already been locked, even if she sends them back as soon as she gets home from vacation, I can count on the total time locked down as being in the area of 5 weeks or more. And there's no contract and no guarantee that she will let me out even then, because once she has the keys, she controls all of it. She controls me, and she controls my pain and frustration. And as she mentioned during her teasing,
"it might even be forever.... ::giggles::"
When she said that, of course I laughed and figured that she was joking. But maybe I should be careful about taking her teases too lightly.
So here it is, the next day, and both keys are now in the mail and on their way to Princess' hot little hands. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary at the first Post Office when I mailed the first envelope, but at the second one, I had a really strange feeling as I watched the envelope with the last key in it disappear into the slot. I know that physically not much has changed here, except that now to get out without the key I'll need to break part of the cage, but there's a definite psychological difference when you know that your only way out is being held by someone 1500 miles away. But I'm happy as long as that someone is Princess Grace. The hardest part is knowing that she is gonna be out of touch for this weekend and most of next week. I'm pretty sure I can handle it, but the ride has started up already, and we're already on our way, so not much to do but watch and wait.
If I have time later today, and if you're all good, I may tell you about some homework that Princess gave me to do while she's gone.
Princess, I've gotta tell you that you surprised the bejeezus out of me last night when you told me to send you my keys! I had NO idea anything was gonna happen until you got back. I should know better than to take anything for granted with you. I hope my keys are gonna be happy living with you. Please make sure that they always stay warm and cozy, and please wuv them and hug them when they need it. Maybe you'll even let me see them again someday.....
I sure do adore my sweet Mistress, Princess Grace!
little bitchass
2007-04-06
Tease Time with a different feel. Or no feel, depending on your viewpoint.
Well here I go posting late again, but the job and Realworld have been intruding again, as it so often does.
Thursday night's Tease Time was another great example of Princess Grace's abilities to tease. She had been super busy during the day, and so she had not had time to record any new mp3s, but I just love the chance to be at her chats, mp3s or no mp3s. It's such a joy just to be in her presence.
Billybear was back from his trip, and I welcomed him back with a giant wedgie, and accidently ripped his tighty whities right out of the back of his pants, which he enjoyed immensely. Now, carebears don't usually wear pants, but billybear has to so he can keep his Miss Tara shaved ass from getting cold.
Bankyboo was there, sitting on his Aneros as he had been instructed to by MsKate. I couldn't resist teasing poor banky about how the Postal Service had just gone on strike, and that his cage keys were sitting in some parked truck somewhere, for who knows how long. Billybear chimed in that there had been some protests by some East Coast postal workers and a lot of mail had gotten dumped into the river. If banky was worried, he didn't show it, because he's like me in that the important thing is that he makes Princess happy, and since she fucking LOVES having pets locked up, oh well..... it's only a little set of keys... nothing there to worry about...
When Princess came into the room, there was this huge outpouring of wuv from everybody, and she returned it all in spades! As she got ready to start her tease, she knew that there would be a few of us who weren't going to be able to touch, so she took the Aneros idea and ran with it, telling me to go get Anita and sit with her. She also knew that billybear was gonna have a call the next night, and so she told him to go get Annie and sit with her as well. That left three Aneros pets gingerly sitting and waiting for the tease to begin.
Princess started by telling us about the best orgasm she ever had. I'm not gonna tell you what it was because it may come up as a question in the next Midnight Madness, so neener neener neener! I do feel bad not to tell this to lbb, because he depends on these reports to make up for not being able to be at Tease Time, but he probably knows all about her best orgasm already.
That little story had the temperature up in the room, but then Princess raised it a lot more by telling everyone about her most favorite fantasy. She told the whole story in excruciating detail, which was a mixed blessing for me. I already knew about this fantasy, but I could listen to her tell it over and over and over again. But this time it was different, because I had never heard her tell it while I was locked away in her little cage. I'm sure that banky had the same problems as I was having, and so all we could do was to forlornly diddle with the locks on our cages. This was not lost on Princess, and I could tell through her typing that she had the most evil looking grin on her face! I'm not so worried about lbb here, because I KNOW he knows this one already!
After everyone had lowered their thermostats to keep from overheating, the teasing began again. Princess had everyone who was able to, get out their cocks and clitties, lube up, and she began giving her patented stroking instructions. (diddle diddle diddle) She is awesome at this! I could almost remember how it felt as she had everyone doing ups and downs, over the tops, squeezes and the rest of her arsenal of techniques. If you don't listen to her and follow her instructions as she gives them, then you are really missing out on techniques that feel really REALLY good, or in my case, USED to feel good.... (diddle diddle diddle diddle)
Princess continued and got everyone all worked up and moaning and stuff, and before long she had everyone holding at the edge for her. Yes, at this point I was furiously but uselessly diddling my lock. Then she showed me a little more of her evil plan to ramp up the pressure on me, by turning into the Meanest Cockteasingest Mistress Bitch from Hell.... She let everybody cum! And to make it even more agonizing on her 3 "No Cummie" pets, she had everybody tell us how good it felt to cum! Can you believe what a Bitch she is?????? At least she let us take out the Aneros toys and we didn't have to go to bed with them in.
I don't know how poor billybear and bankyboo felt about it, but Princess, you REALLY got to me this time.... the rest of the night I was a wreck, and next day in work, I felt all day like she had slipped a Viagra or two into my morning coffee. Gawd, that cage got tight! Over and over during the day, and it made me think of her each time it did, and so it turned out to be a good thing, because I love thinking about my Princess. Even if she is such a BITCHHHHHHHH!
Anyway, Princess said her goodbyes because she had some calls to do, and another Tease Time was history. But I don't think I'll forget this one for quite a while. But if she keeps ramping up my cage pressure, I'll prolly be saying this about the next Tease Time too.
Well, my condolences to banky, and I'll see you all next time!
I do so wuv you, Princess Grace!
little bitchass
Well here I go posting late again, but the job and Realworld have been intruding again, as it so often does.
Thursday night's Tease Time was another great example of Princess Grace's abilities to tease. She had been super busy during the day, and so she had not had time to record any new mp3s, but I just love the chance to be at her chats, mp3s or no mp3s. It's such a joy just to be in her presence.
Billybear was back from his trip, and I welcomed him back with a giant wedgie, and accidently ripped his tighty whities right out of the back of his pants, which he enjoyed immensely. Now, carebears don't usually wear pants, but billybear has to so he can keep his Miss Tara shaved ass from getting cold.
Bankyboo was there, sitting on his Aneros as he had been instructed to by MsKate. I couldn't resist teasing poor banky about how the Postal Service had just gone on strike, and that his cage keys were sitting in some parked truck somewhere, for who knows how long. Billybear chimed in that there had been some protests by some East Coast postal workers and a lot of mail had gotten dumped into the river. If banky was worried, he didn't show it, because he's like me in that the important thing is that he makes Princess happy, and since she fucking LOVES having pets locked up, oh well..... it's only a little set of keys... nothing there to worry about...
When Princess came into the room, there was this huge outpouring of wuv from everybody, and she returned it all in spades! As she got ready to start her tease, she knew that there would be a few of us who weren't going to be able to touch, so she took the Aneros idea and ran with it, telling me to go get Anita and sit with her. She also knew that billybear was gonna have a call the next night, and so she told him to go get Annie and sit with her as well. That left three Aneros pets gingerly sitting and waiting for the tease to begin.
Princess started by telling us about the best orgasm she ever had. I'm not gonna tell you what it was because it may come up as a question in the next Midnight Madness, so neener neener neener! I do feel bad not to tell this to lbb, because he depends on these reports to make up for not being able to be at Tease Time, but he probably knows all about her best orgasm already.
That little story had the temperature up in the room, but then Princess raised it a lot more by telling everyone about her most favorite fantasy. She told the whole story in excruciating detail, which was a mixed blessing for me. I already knew about this fantasy, but I could listen to her tell it over and over and over again. But this time it was different, because I had never heard her tell it while I was locked away in her little cage. I'm sure that banky had the same problems as I was having, and so all we could do was to forlornly diddle with the locks on our cages. This was not lost on Princess, and I could tell through her typing that she had the most evil looking grin on her face! I'm not so worried about lbb here, because I KNOW he knows this one already!
After everyone had lowered their thermostats to keep from overheating, the teasing began again. Princess had everyone who was able to, get out their cocks and clitties, lube up, and she began giving her patented stroking instructions. (diddle diddle diddle) She is awesome at this! I could almost remember how it felt as she had everyone doing ups and downs, over the tops, squeezes and the rest of her arsenal of techniques. If you don't listen to her and follow her instructions as she gives them, then you are really missing out on techniques that feel really REALLY good, or in my case, USED to feel good.... (diddle diddle diddle diddle)
Princess continued and got everyone all worked up and moaning and stuff, and before long she had everyone holding at the edge for her. Yes, at this point I was furiously but uselessly diddling my lock. Then she showed me a little more of her evil plan to ramp up the pressure on me, by turning into the Meanest Cockteasingest Mistress Bitch from Hell.... She let everybody cum! And to make it even more agonizing on her 3 "No Cummie" pets, she had everybody tell us how good it felt to cum! Can you believe what a Bitch she is?????? At least she let us take out the Aneros toys and we didn't have to go to bed with them in.
I don't know how poor billybear and bankyboo felt about it, but Princess, you REALLY got to me this time.... the rest of the night I was a wreck, and next day in work, I felt all day like she had slipped a Viagra or two into my morning coffee. Gawd, that cage got tight! Over and over during the day, and it made me think of her each time it did, and so it turned out to be a good thing, because I love thinking about my Princess. Even if she is such a BITCHHHHHHHH!
Anyway, Princess said her goodbyes because she had some calls to do, and another Tease Time was history. But I don't think I'll forget this one for quite a while. But if she keeps ramping up my cage pressure, I'll prolly be saying this about the next Tease Time too.
Well, my condolences to banky, and I'll see you all next time!
I do so wuv you, Princess Grace!
little bitchass
2007-04-04
Finally got a chance to collect my prize from the Midnight Madness contest a few weeks ago!
Tonight the planets lined up and I finally got to do the 2 Mistress call with Princess Grace and Ms Kate that I'd been so looking forward to. I've got to tell you that these two Mistresses are awesome, in case you didn't already know that already. They work together so well, and you can tell that they are really having a great time with each other while they are teasing and tormenting you to within an inch of your sanity.
Tonight was Day 18 of my latest lockdown period, and I had a feeling that I was gonna be hurting even more after the call was over. But sometimes your feelings can be wrong! Or maybe not!
Princess introduced me to Ms Kate, and even though I had heard Ms Kate's voice before in mp3s, it was even more sweet actually hearing it on the phone! Southern accents have always melted me, and believe me, her voice is like pure Georgia peach nectar. I've chatted with Ms Kate many times in the chatroom, but it's just not the same as hearing her in real time.
Of course, Princess Grace is no slouch in the voice department either. While Ms Kate's voice melted me, Princess' voice tends to snap a leash on my collar and carry me away with it. There have been many times, when she had me in denial but still not locked in this cage, that I would listen to her mp3s and get so lost in her awesome voice, that I found myself snapping out of it only when I realized I was about to go over the edge and break her "no cummies" rule.
We all talked for a bit on how I was doing in the cage, and next thing I knew, Ms Kate asked Princess how long I was gonna be locked down for. Princess flat out told her that I was gonna stay locked up until I finally broke and cried real tears while begging her to let me cum. She said it could be a couple of days, a couple of weeks, a couple of months or longer... it all depended on me. She explained to Ms Kate about my foolish statement from a while back where I said I couldn't ever see myself begging anyone to cum. We all know now how wrong that statement turned out to be. I had also laughed when Princess said that some boys get so desperate that they break down and cry to be let out. So now, Princess is out to prove me wrong again. And there will be no fake tears, because she'll know right away if I try to fake anything. She sees through me as easily as if she's looking through a fresly cleaned window. But besides that, I could never make myself lie to her anyway.
So, with that setting the stage, Princess and Ms Kate proceeded to set me up in my favorite position. Wrists chained to a hook in the ceiling and stretched tight up onto the toes of a pair of 6 inch pumps. They had me in a beautiful red corset, that was very heavily boned and tied with double laces, and my cage was encased under a pair of tight panties and a pair of yummy "control top" (OMG... control and top in the same phrase) pantyhose. I was positioned like that facing the bed, where Princess and Ms Kate then began to explore each other's bodies.
Talk about pure torture! I was squirming as I watched, not able to touch myself or feel anything, much like what was actually happening in Realworld while I was sitting there holding the phone to my ear with one hand, and the other hand uselessly trying to rub Princess' unfeeling plastic cage.
Back in the fantasy, they continued to touch each other... licking each other... enjoying each other... I was given a treat a few times when I was allowed a little taste of fingers that had just been exploring the yummiest of wet areas, areas that I would never be able to touch on my own. I hung there in absolute frustration, watching them drive each other closer and closer to orgasm. A glass strapon was brought out and Princess used it on Ms Kate, sending her over the edge to her climax. I was allowed the privilege of having it put in my mouth for a way too short taste of the sweet wetness that coated it. Then it was taken away and Ms Kate brought Princess to an amazing climax, which ended with the trademark "hiccup". The hiccup was the nail in the coffin for me, as I had never heard it in real time on the phone before, and even though I was completely frustrated, I know I was grinning from ear to ear after hearing Princess get off. I just couldn't help it.
With that, time ran out and Princess had another boy waiting, so the call sadly had to come to a close. I really enjoyed my first ever 2 Mistress call, and thank you so much Ms Kate for agreeing to do it with us. Having you there was sooo much fun! Thank you Princess for getting the call set up, for driving me crazy, and for being the best Mistress a pet could ever ask for!
And so with that, I'm seeing that I am past my curfew, and so I'm gonna publish this account and then head off to bed, still in the cage, still wanting, still needing, but still willing, and as happy as ever because I KNOW that I belong to Princess Grace.
See everybody in Tease Time tomorrow night!
little bitchass
Tonight the planets lined up and I finally got to do the 2 Mistress call with Princess Grace and Ms Kate that I'd been so looking forward to. I've got to tell you that these two Mistresses are awesome, in case you didn't already know that already. They work together so well, and you can tell that they are really having a great time with each other while they are teasing and tormenting you to within an inch of your sanity.
Tonight was Day 18 of my latest lockdown period, and I had a feeling that I was gonna be hurting even more after the call was over. But sometimes your feelings can be wrong! Or maybe not!
Princess introduced me to Ms Kate, and even though I had heard Ms Kate's voice before in mp3s, it was even more sweet actually hearing it on the phone! Southern accents have always melted me, and believe me, her voice is like pure Georgia peach nectar. I've chatted with Ms Kate many times in the chatroom, but it's just not the same as hearing her in real time.
Of course, Princess Grace is no slouch in the voice department either. While Ms Kate's voice melted me, Princess' voice tends to snap a leash on my collar and carry me away with it. There have been many times, when she had me in denial but still not locked in this cage, that I would listen to her mp3s and get so lost in her awesome voice, that I found myself snapping out of it only when I realized I was about to go over the edge and break her "no cummies" rule.
We all talked for a bit on how I was doing in the cage, and next thing I knew, Ms Kate asked Princess how long I was gonna be locked down for. Princess flat out told her that I was gonna stay locked up until I finally broke and cried real tears while begging her to let me cum. She said it could be a couple of days, a couple of weeks, a couple of months or longer... it all depended on me. She explained to Ms Kate about my foolish statement from a while back where I said I couldn't ever see myself begging anyone to cum. We all know now how wrong that statement turned out to be. I had also laughed when Princess said that some boys get so desperate that they break down and cry to be let out. So now, Princess is out to prove me wrong again. And there will be no fake tears, because she'll know right away if I try to fake anything. She sees through me as easily as if she's looking through a fresly cleaned window. But besides that, I could never make myself lie to her anyway.
So, with that setting the stage, Princess and Ms Kate proceeded to set me up in my favorite position. Wrists chained to a hook in the ceiling and stretched tight up onto the toes of a pair of 6 inch pumps. They had me in a beautiful red corset, that was very heavily boned and tied with double laces, and my cage was encased under a pair of tight panties and a pair of yummy "control top" (OMG... control and top in the same phrase) pantyhose. I was positioned like that facing the bed, where Princess and Ms Kate then began to explore each other's bodies.
Talk about pure torture! I was squirming as I watched, not able to touch myself or feel anything, much like what was actually happening in Realworld while I was sitting there holding the phone to my ear with one hand, and the other hand uselessly trying to rub Princess' unfeeling plastic cage.
Back in the fantasy, they continued to touch each other... licking each other... enjoying each other... I was given a treat a few times when I was allowed a little taste of fingers that had just been exploring the yummiest of wet areas, areas that I would never be able to touch on my own. I hung there in absolute frustration, watching them drive each other closer and closer to orgasm. A glass strapon was brought out and Princess used it on Ms Kate, sending her over the edge to her climax. I was allowed the privilege of having it put in my mouth for a way too short taste of the sweet wetness that coated it. Then it was taken away and Ms Kate brought Princess to an amazing climax, which ended with the trademark "hiccup". The hiccup was the nail in the coffin for me, as I had never heard it in real time on the phone before, and even though I was completely frustrated, I know I was grinning from ear to ear after hearing Princess get off. I just couldn't help it.
With that, time ran out and Princess had another boy waiting, so the call sadly had to come to a close. I really enjoyed my first ever 2 Mistress call, and thank you so much Ms Kate for agreeing to do it with us. Having you there was sooo much fun! Thank you Princess for getting the call set up, for driving me crazy, and for being the best Mistress a pet could ever ask for!
And so with that, I'm seeing that I am past my curfew, and so I'm gonna publish this account and then head off to bed, still in the cage, still wanting, still needing, but still willing, and as happy as ever because I KNOW that I belong to Princess Grace.
See everybody in Tease Time tomorrow night!
little bitchass
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