Your chastity cage or belt must be visible in your post. Your post must be taken in a public space, public area or somewhere outdoors. Everything else will be removed. Steve caught the reference to being a good baby. He looked at his fat diaper, then across at Janet, who was smiling at him. He knew he was a good baby. He felt confident about that. Steve stopped at the strangely familiar noise of her heels, and turned in mid-crawl to look at his wife. She got out and took my big pink suitcase out of the trunk, as I nervously got out of the car. Tyrone just looked at me and laughed. I could see my breath in the chilly garage as Jill brought my suitcase inside, instructing me to wait until she returned.

Myrna gave me a look of absolute disdain as she turned and left me to my sissy task. I felt completely defeated. Janet pretended to ring Sally, who had been staying only a mile away in the guest lodge hidden near the gate. The women had been meeting daily to discuss Steve’s progress, or regress, and Sally was now in the parlour with the phone on intercom. The weekend was a huge success mainly due to my mothers training of Michelle which she says was a regime of punishment and reward with the judicial use of the strap on. She has encouraged me to continue with the same training which I find most enjoyable; Michelle has in turn accepted fully her role in life and is a very attentive maid. My mother and I now share the benefits of Michelle for domestic support with all that that entails. Just then Jill returned and stood in front of me. Looking me straight in the eye, she gave her final instructions before departing.I pressed the button to close the garage door, and nervously entered my mother-in-law's house - a fluffy little baby-doll, perched on 5-inch heels - feeling every bit like the little sissy I knew I was. I closed the door behind me, and stood alone in the mirrored foyer, awaiting the woman who be my cruel, stern Mistress for the next two weeks: my mother-in-law! This post has links to some of the more commonly asked questions about how we got started, how things developed for us, and what our life is like. I did feel completely foolish, and told her so. But that only made her laugh harder as she re-crossed her legs. I nervously followed her into the living room, my sissy baby-doll swaying to and fro, my heart pounding. I briefly took a glimpse of Myrna's sexy hips wiggling sensuously in her red-hot tennis skirt.

I asked my husband to make coffee for us. When he brought in the coffee, he nearly jumped out of the room. She took control right away and asked him to sit down and join us. She asked him questions about the cage and his intentions. She made it clear that he was not to interfere in her marriage in any way. There would be no sexual activity of any kind between them except related to the cage. She also made it clear that her husband did not approve and that my husband would have to respect his feelings and live with the outcome. Good,' he said. He could feel the weight of his sodden diaper, and hoped that Janet would not think he was being a baby for wetting them. He hoped Sally wouldn’t realise that he had wet his diaper. Many women complain that chastity devices are fun when there is sex involved, such as when I am meeting my date and my husband is caged. It gets into both of our heads and creates a fun dynamic. But what about the rest of the week which is filled with work and commitments? We had some rules to remind ourselves of his role. For instance, I dressed first for work and he remained naked until I left the house. This gave him time to make my coffee, make the bed and do other household chores. The presence of the cage, made this routine a little more lively. He wore the cage to work, the gym, and walking the dog.Are you sure?” Sarah asked with a strong hint of condescension in her voice, “Last time we went to Kirsty’s you said you were fine and ended up embarrassing me by leaking on the floor.” Members can get extra advantages by logging in. If you have an account, enter credentials and hit the login

Indeed.” Kirsty replied, “I love the age play stuff but I was missing a more bondage side of things. Welcome to the dungeon!” Steve swallowed. He wanted to ask Sally about something, about what she was doing, but he couldn’t think how to frame the question.Sally settled down on the floor next to him, and pulled up her blouse. She pulled at the Velcro strip of her bra cup and held her big brown nipple to Steve's lips. William is my regular lover and thoroughly enjoys the fact that my husband is now my maid and treats her quite correctly as nothing more than domestic staff. The final twist is that William has insisted that Michelle refers to me formally as Miss Long which was my maiden name. All's well that ends well.