Suggestions please
by sol84 » 26 Sep 2006, 15:32
Thank you for the prompt - apologies all for not reverting sooner.
Struggling a bit - I started a response, but at not half way through it was getting ridiculously long. Saved to word and was going to go back and finish it in chunks. But ( and not looking for backhanded compliments etc ) is something that long what people want here?
In very brief outline - we found it very hard to stick with a scene/ theme. Ended up writing a sort of wish list and being clear that I wanted to completely surrender choice in the matter. I wanted to be well and truly got - which puts a lot of pressure on the partner to really 'let you have it'.
No patronisation intended, but experience just leaves me ever more staggered by the fairer sex and all that they do/ go through. And that was from just a few days of leg/ arm pit etc shaving, hair dying/ care, daily make-up etc = phew it was exhausting!
I went just about four days being forced to dress en femme and doing exactly as J directed. I spent the whole time with full make up. nail polish and permanent red hair dye/ styled.
Messy segments were interspersed with long runs of just being dressed and doing house work or being restrained. This made the anticipation of the coming mess incredible.
The first day had me out of bed first to go and dress - panties, black tights, denim pinafore dress, ankle boots, bra, make -up etc and clean the kitchen/ make breakfast - lots of porridge, eggs, tomatoes, beans, marg, jam etc. I laid it all out and sat waiting for about 30 mins for J to come down. Without a word my hands were tied and passed over a ceiling hook.
My boots were removed and filled with raw egg, then zipped back on my feet. My dress was lifted and eggs were pushed inside my panties - front and back. These were then cracked with a spoon - yes the shells hurt, but I had no say in the matter! Bliss!
THe jam and marg were shampood into my hair and all over my face and pushed solidly in my ears. The porridge was poured cold into a food bag and this was pulled over my head - with just space to breathe. J then rubbed the plastic to fully coat my head.
Beans were used to fill out my bra and the left overs poured into my panties until the beans seeped down my tights.
After 20 minutes or so J made me put on a plastic coverall and I was left to completely clean up the kitchen - this took about 2 hours - all the time locked in the gooey clothes. Only when she was satisfied was I allowed to start to clean me up.
That Ok? More detail/ less? NOt fishing here - just want to try to get this right. Please let me know.
One early thought - having my hair dyed was a wonderfully subby thing. Definitely a wonderful wam sensation - in that there was no going back. J and I were both nervous, but having done it once, I would like to be properly got next time - ie held down and forcibly dyed. Quite a strange turn on - even for me!
Struggling a bit - I started a response, but at not half way through it was getting ridiculously long. Saved to word and was going to go back and finish it in chunks. But ( and not looking for backhanded compliments etc ) is something that long what people want here?
In very brief outline - we found it very hard to stick with a scene/ theme. Ended up writing a sort of wish list and being clear that I wanted to completely surrender choice in the matter. I wanted to be well and truly got - which puts a lot of pressure on the partner to really 'let you have it'.
No patronisation intended, but experience just leaves me ever more staggered by the fairer sex and all that they do/ go through. And that was from just a few days of leg/ arm pit etc shaving, hair dying/ care, daily make-up etc = phew it was exhausting!
I went just about four days being forced to dress en femme and doing exactly as J directed. I spent the whole time with full make up. nail polish and permanent red hair dye/ styled.
Messy segments were interspersed with long runs of just being dressed and doing house work or being restrained. This made the anticipation of the coming mess incredible.
The first day had me out of bed first to go and dress - panties, black tights, denim pinafore dress, ankle boots, bra, make -up etc and clean the kitchen/ make breakfast - lots of porridge, eggs, tomatoes, beans, marg, jam etc. I laid it all out and sat waiting for about 30 mins for J to come down. Without a word my hands were tied and passed over a ceiling hook.
My boots were removed and filled with raw egg, then zipped back on my feet. My dress was lifted and eggs were pushed inside my panties - front and back. These were then cracked with a spoon - yes the shells hurt, but I had no say in the matter! Bliss!
THe jam and marg were shampood into my hair and all over my face and pushed solidly in my ears. The porridge was poured cold into a food bag and this was pulled over my head - with just space to breathe. J then rubbed the plastic to fully coat my head.
Beans were used to fill out my bra and the left overs poured into my panties until the beans seeped down my tights.
After 20 minutes or so J made me put on a plastic coverall and I was left to completely clean up the kitchen - this took about 2 hours - all the time locked in the gooey clothes. Only when she was satisfied was I allowed to start to clean me up.
That Ok? More detail/ less? NOt fishing here - just want to try to get this right. Please let me know.
One early thought - having my hair dyed was a wonderfully subby thing. Definitely a wonderful wam sensation - in that there was no going back. J and I were both nervous, but having done it once, I would like to be properly got next time - ie held down and forcibly dyed. Quite a strange turn on - even for me!
by muckypup » 28 Sep 2006, 19:30
More details are always good, if people arent interested they just wont read it. As Hayley has said many times pretty much anything goes and thats what makes this forum great.
So are there any vacancies at your house???
So are there any vacancies at your house???
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by sol84 » 04 Oct 2006, 11:25
Took a while to clean up after breakfast.
Although not really long, used to very short hair - the amount of cleaning my new longer locks took was staggerring - and a turn on.
I was directed to dress in a white thong, suspender belt, white pattern stockings, a bra and a pleated mini dress. White 3" heels - with ankle strap and a pink leather collar completed outfit - make up of course.
I was lead to the bedroom - literally. J sat on the edge of the bed and I was pulled over her knee, my arms twisted up my back to hold me in place. The pleated dress rode up to fully expose my bottom. With no warm up or warning J rained hard spanks down on me. I bucked and cried out. She pushed me off and went to the washing basket and play cupboard. I was repositioned and a pair of used knickers was pushed into my mouth, secured with a rubber bit gag. A cable tie held my hands behind my back. Feeling very helpless and girly, I was forced to take a tirade of hard spanks - wonderful.
Held in place, J began to fondle me between my legs - pulling the thong aside. Within seconds burning heat spread - as she rubbed deep heat cream all over my penis, scrotum and between my legs. She carried on - covering my bright red bottom and then with deliberate slowness working cream down into my crease. With one hand she pulled my hair - forcing me to look up at her. With a perfect wicked smile she stared at me as her other hand pushed a deep heat coated finger into me.
Writhing from the heat I was pushed onto the bed and fixed spreadeagled with chains.
There I stayed for hours as J used her favourite things on me - not my choices - hers. And thats exactly what I needed. Nettles were brushed over me, packed inside panties, stocking and bra - and tucked into my collar. Once the stings had sensitised me I was lightly whipped with a short 9 tail.
My gag was removed and the knickers and J lowered herself over my face - cutting air. I was made to please her and drink her juices. Then left.
Eventually I was allowed down stairs as the evening got dark. A new veg patch has been dug over - and manured! My heart pounded as J pushed me toward it. The wheel barrow was along side - full of cold pond water. I was pushed back to sit in it. Still catching my breath J poured three buckets of water over me and immediately tipped the barrow onto the turned soil.
The earth was damp rather than muddy and I was very disappointed to be so clean! J brought a further bucket of smelly water and made me scoop earth into it and mix it with my hands.
It turned into a dark lumpy gloop. J took my hair and forced my head into the bucket - right under. Holding me in place the filth was shampooed into my hair until gasping she let me up.
Mostly blinded she then made me scoop out a shallow trench and lie in it as she turned the hose pipe onto me. Slowly the trench filled and as I slthered in it the water grew into sloppy mud. J had me fill two buckets and carry them to the edge of the patch. I was made to kneel in front of her and she begain to rub the mud into me - coating my legs and smearing around my privates, groin, bottom etc. THen my bra was filled.
J then made me lie face down in the mud. My hands were pulled back - forcing me into a foetal like position. A stock was placed over my ankles and wrists - locking me in that position.
As my neck tired I couldnt avoid lower my face into the filth. The first few times J pushed me down harder and deeper. My thomg was drawn aside and J proceeded to spank me with mud pies - hard. Finally she brought me off with muddy hands - catching the cum in her cupped hand - this was rubbed into my hair.
I stayed in that position for about 30 minutes. On release, J had me lay on an opened sleeping bag. Once in place my hands were cuffed and the bag drawn up round my neck. There I stayed for an hour - until finally allowed top use the hose to wash off - then go in and clean properly - eventually donning a cotton nightie and being allowed to bed.
Although not really long, used to very short hair - the amount of cleaning my new longer locks took was staggerring - and a turn on.
I was directed to dress in a white thong, suspender belt, white pattern stockings, a bra and a pleated mini dress. White 3" heels - with ankle strap and a pink leather collar completed outfit - make up of course.
I was lead to the bedroom - literally. J sat on the edge of the bed and I was pulled over her knee, my arms twisted up my back to hold me in place. The pleated dress rode up to fully expose my bottom. With no warm up or warning J rained hard spanks down on me. I bucked and cried out. She pushed me off and went to the washing basket and play cupboard. I was repositioned and a pair of used knickers was pushed into my mouth, secured with a rubber bit gag. A cable tie held my hands behind my back. Feeling very helpless and girly, I was forced to take a tirade of hard spanks - wonderful.
Held in place, J began to fondle me between my legs - pulling the thong aside. Within seconds burning heat spread - as she rubbed deep heat cream all over my penis, scrotum and between my legs. She carried on - covering my bright red bottom and then with deliberate slowness working cream down into my crease. With one hand she pulled my hair - forcing me to look up at her. With a perfect wicked smile she stared at me as her other hand pushed a deep heat coated finger into me.
Writhing from the heat I was pushed onto the bed and fixed spreadeagled with chains.
There I stayed for hours as J used her favourite things on me - not my choices - hers. And thats exactly what I needed. Nettles were brushed over me, packed inside panties, stocking and bra - and tucked into my collar. Once the stings had sensitised me I was lightly whipped with a short 9 tail.
My gag was removed and the knickers and J lowered herself over my face - cutting air. I was made to please her and drink her juices. Then left.
Eventually I was allowed down stairs as the evening got dark. A new veg patch has been dug over - and manured! My heart pounded as J pushed me toward it. The wheel barrow was along side - full of cold pond water. I was pushed back to sit in it. Still catching my breath J poured three buckets of water over me and immediately tipped the barrow onto the turned soil.
The earth was damp rather than muddy and I was very disappointed to be so clean! J brought a further bucket of smelly water and made me scoop earth into it and mix it with my hands.
It turned into a dark lumpy gloop. J took my hair and forced my head into the bucket - right under. Holding me in place the filth was shampooed into my hair until gasping she let me up.
Mostly blinded she then made me scoop out a shallow trench and lie in it as she turned the hose pipe onto me. Slowly the trench filled and as I slthered in it the water grew into sloppy mud. J had me fill two buckets and carry them to the edge of the patch. I was made to kneel in front of her and she begain to rub the mud into me - coating my legs and smearing around my privates, groin, bottom etc. THen my bra was filled.
J then made me lie face down in the mud. My hands were pulled back - forcing me into a foetal like position. A stock was placed over my ankles and wrists - locking me in that position.
As my neck tired I couldnt avoid lower my face into the filth. The first few times J pushed me down harder and deeper. My thomg was drawn aside and J proceeded to spank me with mud pies - hard. Finally she brought me off with muddy hands - catching the cum in her cupped hand - this was rubbed into my hair.
I stayed in that position for about 30 minutes. On release, J had me lay on an opened sleeping bag. Once in place my hands were cuffed and the bag drawn up round my neck. There I stayed for an hour - until finally allowed top use the hose to wash off - then go in and clean properly - eventually donning a cotton nightie and being allowed to bed.
by sol84 » 05 Oct 2006, 13:47
I was left awhile to become sleepy - though revelling in feel of shaved body against the nightie.
J waited until my breathing was heavy and then slowly fastened my wrists to the bed head.
Thick blue rubberised panties were slipped over my legs and drawn up - virtually in place by the time I was awake.
Holding the panties out, an awful mixture of macaroni cheese, pet food, rice mixed with flour paste was packed inside. My hands were released and I was forced onto my front - my hands re-tied. The back was opened and J smoothed something slick - turned out to be marg - into my crease and with one finger into my bottom. She kept this up until I relaxed. The finger was withdrawn and a huge ( ok it was small - but flippin felt huge ) cast chocolate penis was pushed right inside me. Quickly more of the yucky food was packed into my panties.
The penis slipped outward until restrained by the material. Despite elasticated hems, J wrapped each thigh with gaffer tape - and my waist - sealing me in. Further tape across my bottom ensured the penis was held a reasonable way inside me.
I was refitted with the rubber bit gag and my ankles bound to the bed.
J pressed my head into the pillow - reducing air supply and whispered my orders. To get air she made me squirm - working my erection through the packed goo - it didnt take long to cum. Only then did I get air. When I cum the release is like a switch. No matter how much the mess excites me, on cumming I switch off - it feels horrid, not erotic.
Usually I rush to get cleaned - now I had no choice but to lay there packed in yuck.
The cycle was repeated twice before I fell asleep. Twice more during the night J woke me and made me cum. At least by now the penis had melted out of me.
J waited until my breathing was heavy and then slowly fastened my wrists to the bed head.
Thick blue rubberised panties were slipped over my legs and drawn up - virtually in place by the time I was awake.
Holding the panties out, an awful mixture of macaroni cheese, pet food, rice mixed with flour paste was packed inside. My hands were released and I was forced onto my front - my hands re-tied. The back was opened and J smoothed something slick - turned out to be marg - into my crease and with one finger into my bottom. She kept this up until I relaxed. The finger was withdrawn and a huge ( ok it was small - but flippin felt huge ) cast chocolate penis was pushed right inside me. Quickly more of the yucky food was packed into my panties.
The penis slipped outward until restrained by the material. Despite elasticated hems, J wrapped each thigh with gaffer tape - and my waist - sealing me in. Further tape across my bottom ensured the penis was held a reasonable way inside me.
I was refitted with the rubber bit gag and my ankles bound to the bed.
J pressed my head into the pillow - reducing air supply and whispered my orders. To get air she made me squirm - working my erection through the packed goo - it didnt take long to cum. Only then did I get air. When I cum the release is like a switch. No matter how much the mess excites me, on cumming I switch off - it feels horrid, not erotic.
Usually I rush to get cleaned - now I had no choice but to lay there packed in yuck.
The cycle was repeated twice before I fell asleep. Twice more during the night J woke me and made me cum. At least by now the penis had melted out of me.
by sol84 » 06 Oct 2006, 07:20
Mhalver - thank you.
For a life long messy/ dressing addict in the midst of MY fantasy come true, the morning found me feeling pretty wretched. J brought me off again - so I immediately faced the day fully loathing the mess in my panties. Additionally - after being like that some 6/7 hours and being forced to cum, I was getting a bit sore. Add tp that being restrained all-night and I was aching too.
Moan, Moan! IN truth this is what I had fantasised about - going beyond - being in a position where I had no choice. There was a reason J could keep me cumming - in my head I was so aroused!
J asked me how I was and I voiced my moans - ' Ungrateful Bitch' she replied - with the most wicked smile to date. ' Whilst you dress like a girl, you are obviously not girly enough - you need to be far more submissive'
She left for ten minutes - returning with a cup and a toothbrush. ' Perhaps your estrogen is low dear'?
She pulled my head up by the hair and gently inserted a toothbrush into my mouth. The stinging ammonia of her urine made me gag, but she proceeded to thoroughly clean my teeth with the brush dipped two or three times in her fresh warm pee.
MY heart pounded - I knew what came next.
I was released and sat up. One arm held my head, the other forced the half pimt mug to my lips. Every drop went into my mouth and I gagged it all down. Real tea followed to help settle me.
Down in the bathroom I flannel washed, re did my hair and make up - but remained in the yuck filled panties. With a vague sense of horror I saw the clothes J had selected - and never bothered to ask if I could take the rubberised panties off.
Thick large elastacised knickers went over them, followed by black support tights. A white panty corsellette/ body over that - encasing me. Then heavy dress - long sleeved, high necked and calf length - full in the skirt, but quite fitted. It was adapted to fasten at the back with a zip and buttons.
J fiddled with the zip and buttoned me in - little chance I could undo it. A wide belt went around my waist and I watched transfixed as J smeared evo-stick on the buckle as she fastened it tight around my waist - restricting breaths. I knew then the dress zip and buttons were glued as well.
Knee length blaclk boots were slid onto me - the zips were glued and the zip tag snapped off once done up - I was near effectively bound in my clothes - I was breathless in more ways than one!
I teetered into the kitchen and J sat me at a chair - cable tying my hands by my sides.
I hate porridge - that morning I git force fed about a litre of the stuff, followed with about 2 pints of green tea. J's eyes wickedly sparkling in my face all the while.
My tummy was bloated and the pressure on my bladder obscene. J release me and brought out two mits - converted from boxing gloves. THey were forced on my hands and the fastening glued, a short chain locked them together at my front and through the leather belt.
I was led to the car and pushed intp the open boot. We drove deep into the woods.
J took me about 4 miles into the forestry. Stopped and let me out at a turning circle - ankle deep in grren slimey mud. The damp quickly soaking through my boots as I fought to stop my heels sinking. J forced me to my knees then onto my front in the mud. Pushing my bottom with her foot, she made me slide back and forth - rubby my penis in the yuck panties. I was so desperate for a wee that it was hard to cum - but did so eventually. |REvulsion washed over me and I desperately wanted to be clean and dry - it wasnt going to happen.
J got in the car and drove off - cryptically saying I knew the rules.
I sat in the mud for about 20 minutes - until aroused again - at least partly. THe pain was gross by this time and I knew no point fighting - I began to pee - my panties retained every drop and became saggy. Worse, my sensitised skin began to sting. I just prayed that the porridge woud talke its time.
The woods are very isolated, but staying on the tracks risked running into a forester etc. But in heels and with restrained hands/ filled knickers I needed to balance getting home - and please lord clean - against being seen.
A quick test on a forest ride saw me sink to knee depth in clay/ peat mud - which filled my boots as I climbed out.
I started down the track.
For a life long messy/ dressing addict in the midst of MY fantasy come true, the morning found me feeling pretty wretched. J brought me off again - so I immediately faced the day fully loathing the mess in my panties. Additionally - after being like that some 6/7 hours and being forced to cum, I was getting a bit sore. Add tp that being restrained all-night and I was aching too.
Moan, Moan! IN truth this is what I had fantasised about - going beyond - being in a position where I had no choice. There was a reason J could keep me cumming - in my head I was so aroused!
J asked me how I was and I voiced my moans - ' Ungrateful Bitch' she replied - with the most wicked smile to date. ' Whilst you dress like a girl, you are obviously not girly enough - you need to be far more submissive'
She left for ten minutes - returning with a cup and a toothbrush. ' Perhaps your estrogen is low dear'?
She pulled my head up by the hair and gently inserted a toothbrush into my mouth. The stinging ammonia of her urine made me gag, but she proceeded to thoroughly clean my teeth with the brush dipped two or three times in her fresh warm pee.
MY heart pounded - I knew what came next.
I was released and sat up. One arm held my head, the other forced the half pimt mug to my lips. Every drop went into my mouth and I gagged it all down. Real tea followed to help settle me.
Down in the bathroom I flannel washed, re did my hair and make up - but remained in the yuck filled panties. With a vague sense of horror I saw the clothes J had selected - and never bothered to ask if I could take the rubberised panties off.
Thick large elastacised knickers went over them, followed by black support tights. A white panty corsellette/ body over that - encasing me. Then heavy dress - long sleeved, high necked and calf length - full in the skirt, but quite fitted. It was adapted to fasten at the back with a zip and buttons.
J fiddled with the zip and buttoned me in - little chance I could undo it. A wide belt went around my waist and I watched transfixed as J smeared evo-stick on the buckle as she fastened it tight around my waist - restricting breaths. I knew then the dress zip and buttons were glued as well.
Knee length blaclk boots were slid onto me - the zips were glued and the zip tag snapped off once done up - I was near effectively bound in my clothes - I was breathless in more ways than one!
I teetered into the kitchen and J sat me at a chair - cable tying my hands by my sides.
I hate porridge - that morning I git force fed about a litre of the stuff, followed with about 2 pints of green tea. J's eyes wickedly sparkling in my face all the while.
My tummy was bloated and the pressure on my bladder obscene. J release me and brought out two mits - converted from boxing gloves. THey were forced on my hands and the fastening glued, a short chain locked them together at my front and through the leather belt.
I was led to the car and pushed intp the open boot. We drove deep into the woods.
J took me about 4 miles into the forestry. Stopped and let me out at a turning circle - ankle deep in grren slimey mud. The damp quickly soaking through my boots as I fought to stop my heels sinking. J forced me to my knees then onto my front in the mud. Pushing my bottom with her foot, she made me slide back and forth - rubby my penis in the yuck panties. I was so desperate for a wee that it was hard to cum - but did so eventually. |REvulsion washed over me and I desperately wanted to be clean and dry - it wasnt going to happen.
J got in the car and drove off - cryptically saying I knew the rules.
I sat in the mud for about 20 minutes - until aroused again - at least partly. THe pain was gross by this time and I knew no point fighting - I began to pee - my panties retained every drop and became saggy. Worse, my sensitised skin began to sting. I just prayed that the porridge woud talke its time.
The woods are very isolated, but staying on the tracks risked running into a forester etc. But in heels and with restrained hands/ filled knickers I needed to balance getting home - and please lord clean - against being seen.
A quick test on a forest ride saw me sink to knee depth in clay/ peat mud - which filled my boots as I climbed out.
I started down the track.
by UncleRupert » 07 Oct 2006, 06:13
JEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is fantastic -your young lady sounds like a complete goddess! Let's hear the rest of it!
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by snake » 09 Oct 2006, 05:04
wow tapp!!!, sounds like you're having a good month! Keep posting - its fascinating to hear what situations you're getting yourself into!!!
you other half sounds like a real gem - and by the sounds of your posts you're absolutely made for each other!
you other half sounds like a real gem - and by the sounds of your posts you're absolutely made for each other!
by sol84 » 10 Oct 2006, 09:37
Not really clear in my own mind of how I feel about all this - perhaps trite - or maybe just true - I think too much.
Walking down the track in that outfit was very uncomfortable, actually a bit painful - and a huge turn on. Even as I was doing it, the fantasy of being like this all the time kept popping up.
Despite tape etc, liquid worked out of my panties and began to saturate my tights.
My ankles and calves ached from walking on uneven ground in heels and the unnatural angle my ankle was held at.
I came around a bend to find J waiting. The previously mentioned rules became apparent - I was not supposed to use the tracks!
She pushed me into the trees - I stumbled into a green slimey hollow on the way - getting totally soaked. I was knelt before a tree and my hands tied round it.
I bucket of the slimey water was poured over my head and shampooed well in. Then a bowl was produced - filled with flour and water paste. Every hair on my head was coated - the shampooing lasting ten minutes or more. Then a bag of flour was sprinkled over me and rubbed in - turning everything into a very sticky matted mess. I was several hours awy from getting cleaned up and i knew my hair was ruined. J could see my erection and holding my waist forced me to 'hump' the tree until i came.
'Stay in the woods' was her parting as she freed my hands.
Walking down the track in that outfit was very uncomfortable, actually a bit painful - and a huge turn on. Even as I was doing it, the fantasy of being like this all the time kept popping up.
Despite tape etc, liquid worked out of my panties and began to saturate my tights.
My ankles and calves ached from walking on uneven ground in heels and the unnatural angle my ankle was held at.
I came around a bend to find J waiting. The previously mentioned rules became apparent - I was not supposed to use the tracks!
She pushed me into the trees - I stumbled into a green slimey hollow on the way - getting totally soaked. I was knelt before a tree and my hands tied round it.
I bucket of the slimey water was poured over my head and shampooed well in. Then a bowl was produced - filled with flour and water paste. Every hair on my head was coated - the shampooing lasting ten minutes or more. Then a bag of flour was sprinkled over me and rubbed in - turning everything into a very sticky matted mess. I was several hours awy from getting cleaned up and i knew my hair was ruined. J could see my erection and holding my waist forced me to 'hump' the tree until i came.
'Stay in the woods' was her parting as she freed my hands.
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