Mistress Michelle's adventure

Dollyanne is flattered that You thought of her, Mistress Michelle! Pink is definitely the best color for a sissy gurl! Maybe You could find some pink flip-flops that fit. Dolly got a pink pair recently to wear at the gym in size 11-12, and they fit well. Size 13-14 in womens is really hard to find, except maybe on the Internet. Here's a size 13 pink 5" heel with a peep toe that would show off pretty pink toenails well:



And, they are on sale here!

Dollyanne loves reading Your journal and can't wait to hear how trish--such a nice name--reacts to Your visitor!

Curtsey,:manga_bath:
dollyanne

 

Mistress Michelle you are such a wonderful person even if things didnt work out just as planned everyone had fun right. Im never scared when im with you and pet (well a little lol)becouse i know your heart is so big and the things you give are greater than anything most people will ever encounter.You guys opppssss you Mistress and wonderful pet are the Greatest from the deepest depth of my heart. Ilove yalllll:heart: :anim_50:

 

Commitment

So I had quite a stay with Mistress with many ups and downs. From what I understand, much has been posted about the visit, but I have not read any of the posts and due to the events that occurred, I have decided I am going to post my reactions before I read anything that has been posted online. I plan to post several times to this post, my on going post, and possibly some other posts.

While this was not the purpose of my visit, I wanted to share what affected me more than any other thing during my visit and that was commitment. While there, Mistress provided several times whereby I could visit with both Mistress and pet. I got to see first hand what commitment is. We all think we know what it is, and we all think that we have achieved it at one point in time. However, after spending three days with them, what I saw was a loving couple, married, and caring for each other. Without reliving the events that have gotten them to where they are, I saw a level of commitment displayed that only few ever achieve. We all say we will be committed to our spouse, or partner, or whoever. But I saw how Mistress went about doing whatever was necessary to support pet. I spent time with them before the accident and after. It is easy to be committed when there are few obstacles, but they are still so committed to each despite all the obstacles that they have. While I know pet wishes that he could things for himself, Mistress just gives to him 100% in a very selfless manner. They have accepted their situation and are moving forward. I felt very privileged to be in their home and was blessed to see their level of commitment to each other first hand. Thank you!

 

God you made me cry lil pet as i know what you mean im glad you got to experience that and explore your horizions i love you very much i hope you know

 

:chores004:

 

MM,

I'm sorry the visit didn't go precisely according to plan, but it's clear that 'lil pet still adores you, and your pet. All will be well! :smilies_xxx22:

Hugs,
mikecb

 

I'm relieved that still after years of practice there are still hiccups when you play with someone... gives me hope!

I'm loving your new display picture. :jumping0044:

 

I think susie is one who really is good at saying how much Mistress Michelle and pet adore each other. Like you, I've been very lucky to have had the pleasure to meet them and spend time with them (and look forward to many more times) and I fully agree with you on your observation. They are two very special people and fine examples of how people should live in a committed relationship.

I'm looking forward to hearing your accounts, and hope you made it through ok physically and emotionally. One thing I can say now that you're safe and free, is that I have to give you a lot of credit for going through what you did. I've been in the lifestyle a decent amount of time and tried many things, but would not have gone where you went, I just couldn't do the caged, prisioner thing (too many emotional scars to risk going there). So my hat's off to you!

 

Mistress Watchful, just a not so secret, secret. Most scenes never go quite as planned. The more involved the more you have to adjust and make things work out with what happens.

As for Mistress Michelle's picture. I was thinking the same thing. The new one is very lovely.

 

Mistress,

Thank you for the account. Many of us were waiting in anticipation to hear all the details.

tom

 

Aww! Grats! :love0071:

 

crying dang it :heart:

 

Mistress Michelle;

As soon as I read 'Mexican jail tease' I understood Little Pet's fear and sense of unintentionally breached trust. :happy0158:

Hey, I think you can figure out what broke the trust between seemingly good intentioned people at play. I think it was due to your playing with hard limits, but I am sure you meant to make this a treat for him. It is difficult to know limits when teasing or interrogating though! :love0007:

Respectful

 

Reporting In....

Monday (3/2): It is finally a nice day and I am through all the weather enroute to Mistress Michelles, when my phone beeps. It is a text message from Mistress Michelle; The Warden demands that you be present by 4 PM. A small shiver goes down the spine and then I evaluate where I am at and how far I have to go. I do some mental math and send back a reply indicating that might be difficult, how about 7 PM. There is NO reply, which I interrupt to be a NO to the 7 PM request. I think I can make it by 4 PM if I do not have any more delays, but so far on the trip I have not made it too far without encountering some sort of a traffic delay due to a weather related accident. Oh well, I just drive on, as I cannot control the road conditions.

I am finally near the destination, Mistress Michelles, Warden Michelle and her dungeon. My timing just might work out. I got lucky and did not encounter any additions delays. The interesting thing about it is, that as I close in to the destination, my mind is awash with thoughts of 3 days under her control which is offset by the sheer beauty of the rolling hills where she lives. It is especially pretty due to a nice 8 inch blanket of fresh snow, glistening under the sunlight. I arrive at the driveway, and the bubble with all the positive and relaxing thoughts of the surrounding area is popped and pushed aside revealing only nervous thoughts of what is to come. I gather my things and go to the door and I am greeted by Mistress and that huge smile. I no sooner have two feet in the door when she says, Your lucky, look at the time, you just made it. Glancing at the clock I see it is 3:56 pm.

The first hour was spent just visiting and catching up with Mistress and pet. I do enjoy their company. But as time passes, I am starting to get an uneasy or awkward feeling in my stomach. In general, I have an idea of what is to come, so I am conflicted as to whether or not I really want it to start. I keep visiting and if there is a pause in the conversation, I quickly try to restart it thinking I can delay the start of the Punishment.

For background, this all started with a business trip that I was on whereby I kind of had a little too much to drink one night and came really close to getting into trouble. Additionally, I fell somewhere along the way and put a good gash in my shin, which could have really been bad. In fact 2 months later, it is still not fully. So I put myself and my job in jeopardy while in a foreign country. Luckily it all turned out OK. However, one day I decided to share the story with Mistress and she simply said you should be punished for that behavior. I told her I had actually been thinking of or fantasizing about that. One thing led to another and I submitted to her what I thought the punishment should be and she simply replied, OK, Ill do it! Schedule a time to get here.SOON. Gulp! It sounded good on paper and was like one of those fantasy stories that some of us seek out to read. It aroused me quite a bit. We then communicated several times about it and I told her that, aside from my hard limits which she already knew from the past, that I wanted her to go through with this even if I was pleading for her to stop. I later learned that essentially I threw down a challenge to Mistress, because I told her I was not sure she could go through with it.

Finally, the Warden, Mistress Michelle said it is time to report. So give me all of your belongings; phone, wallet, car keys, Cage Keys, suitcase, etc and then strip. The dreaded words have been spoken, and the awkward feeling from a little earlier is really LARGE now. So in a very slow and deliberate manner, I start giving her my things. That act in itself was kind of humbling; it really made me feel like I was not in control. Had I just left my things in my pockets and removed my clothes, it would have been very different, but no, I was physically turning my belongings over to her. I now stood naked in front of her, wearing only my CB cage. She then inspected me and my shaved areas; front, back, and then front again. Next she retrieves the Steel Shackles, which I so thoughtfully purchased for her, and locked them to my ankles saying, You will wear the CB Cage and the Shackles the whole time you are here. They will NOT come off at any time. Glup.again.

Now standing naked, shackled, and feeling very vulnerable, I see her pile of whippin devices; the new crop, which I purchased for her, her new paddle with the holes in it (it is a beautiful instrument by the way), and her standard flat, wide paddle. The punishment is about to commence, but she first must ready me. She adds the new locking wrists restraints that I purchased for her, then the new locking full head harness ball gag which was also new for this trip, and then finally adds the blindfold. She finishes by locking my hands together behind my back. As she positions me on the floor on all fours, I am getting more nervous, as I recall me telling her that I want her to give me all the punishment, with all her might, no matter what. At this point I do not exactly recall the order of what happened, but suffice it to say it hurt.a lot. She went after me mostly with the crop, which hurt, but not in an unbearable manner. However, she would strike me, then strike again in exactly the same place, and then again in exactly the same place. I was thinking, cant you alter the target slightly. Three strokes spread around are very different than three strokes exactly in the same location. Typically she would do anywhere from 4 7 strokes, mostly in the same location, and then go to the other side and repeat; of course returning back to the other side randomly. All I know is that I counted briefly, but lost count under the stress of the pain. Strokes were raining down on me like rain in a hurricane. Naturally, I tried to remain strong, but at they went on, I yelled out with each stroke, which later turned to pleading for her to stop. Amazingly, she did NOT stop at my request. Satisfied that my ass was warm, she then moved to my feet, and used the crop on the bottoms of my feet. After around 30 strokes or so, she paused. Trying to catch my breath and recover, I think, hank heavens that is done. Oops, how silly of me, she only paused to get that nice paddle with the holes in it. Back in position she adds another few, but firm strokes with the paddle to my ass. Almost delirious from the beating, she finally stops.

Now she helps me from the floor, and guides me to the basement. As we enter, I can feel the basement is very cold. The temperature outside was below freezing and the basement is unheated. Blindfolded and shackled, I manage my way down the stairs under her guide. She positions me where she needs and then tells me to kneel down. Then she pushes me forward into a small caged area which I understand Susie has so graciously prepared for me. Once inside, she closes the door and locks it. She then tells me to lie on my back. I am able to lie down on my back, but must pull my legs back towards my stomach. The length of the cage is about the length of my torso. Then she opens a small access door on the top or side of the cage and locks my cuffed hands to an eye bolt on the top of the cage. So not only am I locked in the cage, I am also locked TO the cage. She then lectures me some more about my actions and tells me I will later have a cell mate and she has a surprise for me. She also hints at some future company. With that, she leaves, turns the light out and goes upstairs. I am simply left in that position. For how long, that is the question

 

A mindblowing O you poor thing (just kidding )im glad your happy Mistress cept for the sleep :chores016:

 

the daylight savings time change has to do with farmers. a long time ago they changed it so the farmers would have "more" usable hours of daylight within which to tend to their crops.

 

I love that. Especially considering how you can't have "more" or "less" daylight, and usable is also a problematic term. I for one just see it as a big mess. I've looked into this and basically concluded that it's a waste of time and effort, but I don't see DST being done away with any time soon even though a few states have done so.

 

??????

Now this really confuses me. How do we gain hours of daylight by just changing the time. Most farmers I know just get up before daylight and work till dark, what ever time the watch says.

If this idea works, lets change it more than a hour and give us many more hours of daylight, or if your a vampire, more nighttime to enjoy.

I heard it was for school children wouldn't have to wait by the road in the dark during the winter. But again not all states in the USA do daylight savings time. I think two of them, maybe they have "more" daylight hours than the rest of us.

See why Im confused more than normal. Wait I know what happing, I've been spending too much time with Susie Q and she wherein off on me..lol Luv you Sis..

Missy Tanya :sad0123:

 

Fantasies ???

I just wanted to add my two cents. Fantasies are just that, an fantasy. Chances of full filling one to 100% is almost impossible. I have more than enough fantasies in my head and have been lucky too experienced some in real life. Some would have been better left a fantasy, or an dream of a thousand nights than to live out in real life and be disappointed. Others have worked out great and have enriched our lives together. I'm one of the fortunate ones that my loving Wife/Mistress of 18+ years will do her best to help Tanya live out her dreams. One persons view of something is not always the same as someone's else's view. Chances that you both have the same idea of what the other wants is next to impossible.

So all that I can add to this, is to go in with a open mind, and leave the fantasies at the door, and enjoy what ever happens. If you set your goal too high, chances are you will be disappointed and not get what you should have from the experience.

As someone said somewhere, just let the cookies fall where they may and enjoy. :chores009:

Missy Tanya

 

Lmao at tanya its my fault huh ???hhhmmmmm well it might be so i am nuts ya know lol love ya sis :sign0103: lol