Wednesday, October 29, 2008

An Invite For You

SG and i are taking a much needed break and getting away from it all for a few days.

So here's my invite for you to step through the doors of trinity-pup, to wander around the memoirs and images, poetry and musings. Please take a moment to leave me your comments, be they for recent or old posts. i would love to read your feedback... pretty please??!

Oh... and could someone feed the cat?

Be good whilst i'm away and i'll do my best too. ;-)

t. x

4 Days - Part 3: Punishment

If you want to catch up, here's Part 1 and Part 2

If you're still with me on these '4 Day' posts, then this is the final part (not that i had any comments on part 2!). i can then tell you about my other punishment (and not keep Beau waiting any longer).

Laying snuggled in bed on day 3, slowly waking up with SG and musing on the previous night, and what i thought had been my punishment - bondage and cage-time. But no, there was more to come and SG's words of "are you ready for the second part of your punishment?" really did wake me up.

He instructed me to fetch my new boots and put them on. Then with some urgency, He attached my lead to my collar and led me through on all fours to the cage. Ordering me to bend over it, He chained my wrists to the sides, attached the nipple clips to my breasts hanging through the cold bars and secured the spreader bar to my ankles, spreading my legs wide open. i waited, blindfolded and naked, all but for my boots and cuffs, with my bottom adequately exposed. my heart was racing as to what He planned to do next.

SG then informed me that we were going to play a game of 'mystery shopper'. He was going to beat my bottom with 4 different implements (of the ouchy kind) and i was to guess what each one was. He said He would keep beating me until i guessed correctly. i thought i might fare quite well with this, as with each implement there are differing levels of stinginess and thwackiness, from which i recall enduring.

So i guessed His belt first after 3 or 4 strokes - quite slappy and painful with a short sting. The hairbrush followed - a few thwacky strokes with a slightly longer pain to subside (i guess because it covers a larger area at a time). The familiar feel of the leather cat was next, after knowing that He had tied knots in the ends to increase the sensation - and it worked! A few lashes of the now very stingy cat and i was yelping a little more at this point, but guessed correctly again. Which only left the delightful riding crop. This can be a rather vicious beast and as ever, it didn't let the side down this time. It gives a very long sharp sting to the skin (especially if it's administered to just one spot). i guessed them all and my bottom was feeling very pinked and hot.


SG was pleased, telling me what a good girl i was, and took some photos to record the moment. As a reward, He teased and treated one very soaked pussy with my ribbed purple vibrator. Simultaneously He used the large sized butt plug up my bottom, thrusting them both in and out until i climaxed anally 2 or 3 times, which has to be the weirdest feeling ever. Then it wasn't long before my pussy gave way to a couple of orgasms. i fell into sheer subspace-iness after that and collapsed against the cage (luckily i was still restrained to it). SG released me from my bonds and led me back to the bedroom to lay down to recover.

After a short rest period, SG told me to stroke His aching cock, to bring Him to hardness, as He now wanted to fuck his slutty puppy. He ordered me to get on the floor and "assume position". i scrambled off the bed to get on all fours, spreading my legs for Him, before He thrust His hardness deep inside me from behind. i'm not sure how, but i managed to come another 3 times (no joke). At the exact same time of my third orgasm, i heard Him come, which just made our whole time together complete. An awesome moment and we both giggled as it happened.

i have to say that day 4 is a complete blur, but i think it probably involved a moderate amount of sleeping, some 'quiet time' in the SJ and cage (for me), and lots of holding each other close.

Either way, it was 4 very special days we shall never forget.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Taggggged

Thanks to vanimp and His Bliss for tagging me (grrr... only joking!). So here goes:

The Rules -
* Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
* Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.
* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.
* Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

  • i am hooked on Redbush tea
  • i think i have mild OCD when it comes to tying bows or laces - they have to be just perfect.
  • i hate Halloween but love Bonfire Night.
  • i got my tattoo and nipple piercing done in the same year (yes i love pain!)
  • i couldn't swim until i was 18.
  • i've slept overnight in a straitjacket.
  • i sometimes forget my left from my right whilst driving or navigating (makes using a sat nav rather interesting!)
i think most people i know have already been tagged, but if you haven't, feel free to try it... and better still, share them with me as a comment.

Friday, October 24, 2008

4 Days - Part 2: Failing Him

With the dawning of day 2 of togetherness with SG, it began in the usual way with lots of snuggling and touching, followed by Master's love for tasting His pup. More often than not, He firstly ties me down to the bed and it's all very yummy. We also had a plan to go and do some vanilla stuff too - visit a local shopping mall and see a movie.

All well and good, until something in my head recalled SG telling me that He might set a challenge for the shopping trip we'd talked about a few days before. As we got ready to go out, i guess it was my own fault to ask Him about it now. i was half-dressed when He told me my challenge was to wear my old day collar underneath a jumper (a collar i used to wear before He bought my lovely puppy collar). i'd managed it before when we went away for some play time, and even wore my harness that time too, so it all seemed pretty straightforward and doable.

That was until i started hunting for the one particular jumper that i knew i'd be able to get away with wearing it, as it was a roll-neck. But with a wardrobe like mine (a very unorganised one at present) i couldn't find the damn thing! i knew i didn't want to let SG down, not on this one, but try as i might the jumper wasn't to be found.

"Never mind" He said rather calmly, but i could hear His disappointment. i could tell He was displeased. i apologised and saying no more about it, we left for the shops. We had a great time of shopping, dinner and seeing the film "Taken" (ironically a kidnap story!) and then came home late evening.

For failing Him, for not meeting His challenge, He made me strip and strapped me into my leather harness, buckling it up tightly (especially now i've added in extra buckle holes). He added my wrist and ankle cuffs. Then He took some rope and ran it from my collar's D-ring, around my breasts and down to my crotch, making it pull on my pussy lips if i moved too much.

He told me i needed some cage time as punishment and led me to crawl inside it. Locking the door with the Kub cuffs, He told me to lie on my back. He then chained my wrists to the side bars in such a way that my arms couldn't move very much at all. Then He lifted each leg up in the air and chained each ankle cuff to the top bars. He added the nipple tweezer clips for an extra predicament. It was quite an uncomfortable position. Then again, it was a punishment and i wasn't meant to enjoy it.


He left me there, the cage behind Him, His back turned to ignore me, and sat to peruse the latest posts from my blogger friends, one being Beau's latest videos. Namely, the women being teased with the hitachis (wow!) and the Domme causing lots of pain to her sub (ouchy ouch!). i have to say i was getting fairly moist in the process. At some point, as my hands and feet were starting to get a little cold, He released them from their chained positions, to allow me to curl up. It was then at this time that we thought of our answers for mina's meme. So that's where i got my inspiration!

After enough time had elapsed and being very tired, SG announced it was time for bed and brought me out of the cage. With the removal of rope, harness and tweezer clips, i snuggled up beside HIm, naked but for my usual night-time attire of cuffs and connecting chains, to drift off to a deep sleep.

Day 3 was ahead... and the second part of my punishment (unbeknownst to me) was yet to come...

Thursday, October 23, 2008

HNT - Lacy


Happy HNT!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Hot Metal

There's something very erotic about fishnets, corsets and metal restraints...

Combined altogether... even better ;-)

Image: Perry Gallagher

Monday, October 20, 2008

my Sexmap

Just seen this over at a subtle slavegirl. So i thought i'd make my own (as well as give SG some ideas!)





Find out where I've journeyed
on the Map of Human Sexuality!
Or get your own here!



Friday, October 17, 2008

4 Days - Part 1

Finally, i get round to writing part of the amazing 4 days i've been musing and keeping alive in my mind. 4 days of quality time with my Master. 4 days of bondage, pain, fucking and pleasure, with some great photos to show for it. 4 days that totalled 19 orgasms (yes really) and 1 punishment (i know, it's becoming a theme).

The night before it all, SG surprised me with a new present - thigh-length shiny PVC boots with the most wicked of platform soles and stiletto heels! i couldn't stop grinning - i adore them! So excited, i tried them on right away and teetered around, looking at them in a mirror. They feel so sexy and make me feel very slutty. SG couldn't stop grinning back at me, admiring my now even longer legs. So it felt only right for them to make their debut in my new blog header. For any of you who may be wondering, the voting poll was a tie (do'h) between liking the new image and asking where i got the boots. So now you know, they were one of two new gifts SG gave His pup.

The second gift arrived by post the next day, the first of our togetherness - my very own latex catsuit! SG was truly spoiling me and i knew He couldn't wait to adorn me with the catsuit. i felt very special. It wasn't long before He was helping me into it. It completely covered my body, all for my head, as it comes with 'feet' too. It also gives full access to my pussy and bottom, as it has an extra front to back crotch zip . It was an awesome feeling and it felt so tight, like i was being hugged all over. It fitted perfectly too. He polished and buffed the rubber, paying particular attention over my breasts, to create a shiny rubbered pup. With my new boots on as well, SG then laced me into my corset and told me He wanted to take some photos. He completed the look with my cat woman hood and i had lots of fun, posing for Him on top of my cage:

corset and latex... mmm!


just look at those heels!

With the photo shoot over, SG wanted to tease and torment me (naturally). After applying my wrist and ankle cuffs, He made me lie down on top of the cage. He unzipped the front crotch zip to expose my moist pussy. Then He held my wrists and ankles down, my knees bent, by chaining them to the cage bars. More chain ran across my chest, neck then down over my clit, making me shiver with the feeling of cold metal dipping into my wetness. After SG strapped on my muzzle gag and added my blindfold, He had effectively encased the whole of my body in rubber and leather. The feeling was extraordinary.

check out the rubber feet!

It didn't stop there. i felt vibrations running over my clit, sometimes slow then fast and i realised it was the new twin bullets from SG's new cock ring (somehow we managed to split the previous one through too much usage!). He had positioned them against the chain running across my clit. To tease me further, He left the bullets' remote control box on my chest, where He knew i couldn't reach it with my wrists chained down against the cage bars. He left the room to go and put His catsuit on. The sight of His pup all rubbered up had made Him want to experience his own suit. i heard Him return, then a vibrator began to invade my throbbing pussy and He methodically began to thrust and pump me with it. i don't think it was long before i could feel myself writhing against so much sensation and i came a few minutes later.

Releasing me from the cage top, but still blindfolded and muzzled, He made me bend over it, placing a cushion under my stomach. Pushing my body down, He chained my wrist cuffs to the top bars, spread my legs apart and chained my ankles to the side bars. i was going nowhere. His hands wandered over my body, fingers checking to see how dripping wet i was. He told He was going to fuck me over the cage and He was going to wear His hood whilst doing it. He told me i was going to be 'fucked by an alien' as He was going to wear His inflatable hood. i was both excited and scared. i wouldn't be able to see Him wearing it and He knows that is still something i can't do yet... but i know i want to, in time. i know how the hood makes Him feel. It increases His dominance over me, it gives Him a degree of animosity. It lets Him become who He truly wants to be. That's not to say, He never forgets how much i mean to Him, and the level of trust and safety between us is never compromised.

Hearing the sound of his quickened and restricted breath, i knew the 'alien' was now in charge. He had taken over and was very much in control. His hard cock pressed up against my bottom cheeks. my own breath quickened and my heart raced, as His hips pressed into me, and then i felt the tip of His cock glide against my lips and push deep inside me. As i gasped, He began to fuck me slowly at first, then began to gather momentum. Feeling the rubber of His catsuit against my own excited me further and i murmured through my muzzle gag and buried my face into the cushion. He fucked His rubber slut puppy, forcing her to succumb to two delicious orgasms, one after the other in quick succession. i could feel myself shaking with the adrenaline coursing through me.

Removing His hood and unchaining me from the cage, SG withdrew from inside me. He ordered me to my knees and told me to make Him come using my hands. He stood there, His face contorted in pleasure, as my hands got to work, caressing and stroking to bring Him to a delicious sounding climax. After many groans and sighs, with His exhaustion evident, He led me by the collar of my muzzle gag into the bedroom, where we lay close and snuggled in each other's arms.

Enough detail... well for day 1, for now...

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Locked Out

my collar.

It represents the most important aspect of SG's ownership and my submission to Him. It symbolises that i belong to Him and also His love for me. He bought it for me and made me His. It serves to comfort and reassure when He can't be with me.

As part of this, the padlock has the same meaning and it also means that my collar is always locked on in SG's presence, in our private time together. It's a ritual that we share together. As soon as we are alone, He locks my collar on and only He removes it.

However, last night i had forgotten the padlock. It had been in my usual bag which i carry on a daily basis. When i am away from home or not at SG's wearing my locked collar, it's a rule that i carry it with me as a constant reminder of being owned.

On this occasion, i had changed bags and completely by accident had left the padlock behind. Only realising after, it had then been on my mind for the last few hours until now, as i knelt at SG's feet with just my collar in hand, and i was feeling apprehensive. i should also mention that i have been experiencing some bad neck pain recently and had asked SG for permission to refrain from wearing it overnight, which He granted. Then again, i had not worn it the following night either and i hadn't told Him.

Standing before me, SG motioned to hand Him my collar, then reached out his hand again for the padlock. i looked down at the floor and mumbled "i don't have it with me".

"Look up at Me and say that again" He said.

i repeated that i didn't have it.

"Have you lost it? Do you know where it is?"

"It's at home. i forgot to put it in my bag. i'm very sorry Sir" i quickly looked down at the floor again.

i heard a big sigh from above.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" He enquired.

It was like He knew i had another confession to make. So i told Him i had not worn my collar last night either, and hadn't asked for permission. He was aware that i had gone the night before without it, but not last night too.

He shook His head. "Tell Me, what does your collar mean to you?" He asked.

"It's everything Sir. It symbolises Your ownership of me and my submission to You." i replied.

"That's right. It's not difficult to forget is it? I have to say I am disappointed and I'm upset."

Hearing His words, i apologised again several times and felt so bad for hearing that i'd upset Him. It was the last thing i wanted to do. It's one thing a submissive should never ever do to her Master. i felt awful but i didn't know what i could do to make it better. All i could do was kneel before Him, my head bowed, feeling small, knowing that i'd let Him down, waiting to hear my fate.

"How does that make you feel?" He asked.

"Ashamed Sir."

"Do you think you are worthy to wear your collar? Do you think you are worthy to wear it tonight, in My bed?"

"i don't know Sir."

Wrong answer. He repeated the question.

"Yes Sir."

"Do you? I don't think you are. i am trying to think of a suitable punishment. It's a shame that I don't have any implements I could use on you right now. But then again, You'd probably just enjoy it anyway." (The usual pain-bearing tools were at my place.)

He paused.

"Now I know that your neck has been hurting and I did let you sleep without your collar because of that. I do understand that you haven't been feeling so good. I think it would be punishment enough for you not to wear your collar tonight. But hold on to how you feel right now. Feeling ashamed and knowing you've let Me down. It's not a nice feeling is it? you don't want to feel like this again do you?"

"No Sir."

"I am upset, but you know i can't be mad at you for long."

He began to stroke my hair. i looked up at Him and smiled.

He motioned for me to stand up and putting His arms around me, told me to hold Him. i put my head on His shoulder and whispered that i was sorry once more.

"I'll just have to defer your punishment until the weekend..." He replied.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Musing...

Still musing...

... on 4 amazing days recently spent with my Owner...


... all to be explained soon.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Beau-tiful

So my last post's photo is now proudly exhibited over at Beau's blog. He did ask for my permission first of course! Then He said: "I'll see about your punishment for tagging me later..."

i received Beau's 'thank you' email today together with another email attached - a private message for SG (oooh!) - and asked me to forward unopened and unread.

i am sooo intrigued now! Have no idea what He could have written! i guess i'll just have to wait and see what i get told.

Anyway, in the meantime, i thought it was only fair to return the favour and post this... and ask if Beau can explain it! ;-)

Sunday, October 05, 2008

A Quiet Night In

SG's text only said half of what He had planned for me later that evening.

"Morning pup! Hope you're ready for the heady smell of leather. Not one but 2 parcels have arrived!"

Well that got me thinking and realised that SG had already mentioned how much He wanted to find a muzzle for me - i wrote about here. Being a dutiful pup, i had pointed out a muzzle gag i knew He would love and knew would excite me. It would cover about 3/4 quarters of my face with leather and straps and looked a little scary. Having suggested this to Him, i knew it was only part of what i would experience and that intrigued me, but i didn't have to wait long to find out about His other purchase.

When i saw Him later that night, His excitement was obvious and He told me He'd bought an item He had been wanting to buy for a very long time. It was only now He knew He could, having me in His life. It had been a dream of His to own a leather sleep sack. It looked awesome and very scary - imagine a full length straitjacket for the body - and i was going to be strapped into it very shortly.

But first He made me strip and kneel before Him, to apply leather wrist cuffs with my arms behind my back. The muzzle gag then made its appearance, it looked very humiliating, very controlling. He lifted it up to my nose, telling me to smell the leather and how He was looking forward to buckling it up tight. The gag has its own thick neck collar which keeps the head from looking down. He began to buckle the twin straps of the collar around my neck, then brought up the leather muzzle to cover my face and over my mouth to rest below my nose. More straps ran up the sides of my cheeks to hold it in place, as well as straps running around the top of my head. my whole head felt encased and it was quite a weird feeling, but knew it was making me feel very submissive and aroused too.

SG wanted me to look at myself in the mirror to take in the sight of His muzzled puppy. i actually found this quite hard to do. i am not sure why, perhaps because the gag made me feel so humiliated. SG stood behind me, stroking and pinching my nipples, telling me to admire myself. To witness how good i looked and how His puppy couldn't bite Him (or anyone else) anymore.

"Are you ready for the sleep sack pup?" He asked. i could do nothing but nod.

Revealing it from the bag and laying it down on the bed, i remembered my feelings of delight when He first bought the SJ. The same feelings were flooding back, along with excitement and intrepidity, at the prospect of being completely encased in leather, not forgetting muzzled too. This was what SG was all about - sharing with a submissive partner who He could indulge with such bondage apparel. Buying items that were made for just one specific purpose - to restrain. It seemed the natural step up from experiencing the monoglove, then the SJ and now the sleep sack.

He removed my cuffs and took my hand to lead me to the bed. With my feet and legs in first, i shuffled my body down to find that there were separate arm sleeves inside to hold my arms in place. This was getting a little more scary i thought, but i recalled back to how the SJ makes me feel - safe and secure. So i told myself that this would be the same, just on another level. With my arms in the sleeves, i lay back and felt the leather surround my chest, neck and shoulders. i couldn't look down very much, as the muzzle gag restricted my head movement.

i heard the zips being done up, which ran along the front in two sections. He left the middle section, just around my crotch area open, the reason for this would become clear soon enough. Then came SG's favourite part - doing the many straps up across the body. There must have been around 6 or 7 buckles to tighten, they were long straps, and He enjoyed (as with any buckles) pulling them tight. With each one, my body felt more enclosed and the feeling of constriction across my chest only served to make me very wet. Adding to my complete immobilisation, He placed a blindfold over my eyes and it was then i began to float. Knowing that my safety is at the forefront of SG's mind, i felt safe placing my trust in Him. For SG, His pup's helplessness is what it's all about.

The buzzing of the hitachi wand began and the intense vibrations closed in on my clit and pussy. It was sheer torment and pleasure at the same time. Being in such a vulnerable state, there was nothing i could do but take the barrage of sensations running through my 'mummified' body. He positioned the wand in such way to rest against my pussy, then i sensed the flash of a camera through my blindfold, as SG took delight in taking some photos. It must have only been a few minutes later before my delicious orgasm coursed through my body, and as i bucked up and down in the sleep sack, along with many squeals through my gag, SG knew His pup had received her reward.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

HNT - The Home Strait


No getting out of this...

Happy HNT!