Kitty denied

As part of my training, I’ve been sleeping in my full set of shackles all week. They go on after Sir is done with me for the day and work as a constant reminder that I am owned even when I’m not being used at that moment. The shackles also ensure that I wake up wet and eager to be made useful, which is helpful when I have a long day of being belted ahead of me. 

After I’m locked into the shackles, I have to put the keys in the key safe for 2 hours.. thats enough time to let me fall asleep but makes the keys available if I have some sort of late night freak out -which is unlikely, but stranger things have happened. 

The first night I didn’t have to attach the chains, but starting the second night forward I used chains as well. I love how the chains restrict my arm movement, but not enough to make moving impossible.. just makes everything a little slower. Since the chains and shackles are powder coated they seem to feel a little warmer on my body than regular chains, but they’re still cold and heavy and deliciously oppressive. :)

As far as sleeping goes, it takes me a little while to get comfortable in them, but once I’m asleep I have no trouble making it the whole night. The jingly noises make them even harder to ignore, and serve as a good reminder of how sluts with greedy pussies are treated treated. 

Thankfully, I have the freedom to cum whenever I want once Sir is done with me so this is the perfect time to take advantage of that. Nothing hotter than laying in bed with heavy shackles and chains and thinking about all the slutty things I did during the day to please Sir. :)

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Training Day 2 (part 2)

Here are some pictures from the shopping trip. The specific task was to buy some new bras and panties, and if theres anything I do well- its shop for panties! 

Unfortunately, I was not able to try any panties on at the store because of the belt, but I did end up buying all the matching panties to the bras I got.. (and like 5 more pairs that were cute). 

I have to admit that I’m not a big fan of bras, and I’ll go without one anytime I think I can get away with it, but I figured out the other day that I’m down to one bra that still fits. 

Since my size has changed so much, I needed to be measured and that lead to an awkward exchange with a sales lady, lol. Normally, I would take my shirt off to be measured, but obviously I didn’t want to have to explain the belt so I made her measure me over my t-shirt. 

Thankfully, we were able to find my new size that way and she just thought I was super shy. :) Its a strange sensation to feel more exposed while wearing a belt than if I were just naked… 

By the time I finally got home with all my new bras and panties I was getting pretty close to the limit of what I can tolerate, so Sir kindly let me take it off for the day and gave me other tasks to do before bed. :) 

This was only the second time I wore my belt in public, but it was slightly easier than the first trip out. It’s still pretty distracting, and I’m always very much aware that I’m belted..but I suppose that feeling goes away after awhile?  Either way, it doesn’t matter if I think its fun or not. I just do what I’m told. ;)

All in all I would say it was a successful trip out, and hopefully that was the last time I will ever have to wear the belt out of the house! ;)

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I’ve been pretty lazy about posting pics this week, but I assure you I’m always doing something slutty.. :)

This was a set of pics I took for Sir while fucking up a plug task he had given me to do. Was supposed to play with my small plug then a larger one but I managed to skip the part where I put on my chastity belt to stop myself from playing with my greedy pussy… So, shortly after putting in my smallest plug I ended up sneaking in a cum and losing interest in my assignment.. sigh. Without direct supervision I’m not the most reliable slut.

After that, I got distracted because I wanted to try on a new slutty dress and that lead to a couple hours of trying on different outfit combinations and playing with my dildo..  Was totally going to start over and do my plug task correctly, but ended up doing some sucking practice instead. (This is a perfect example of why I need a chastity belt and shock collar, hehe)

So, I failed on the task, but still had some slutty pics to show for it.. so I’m hoping the punishment won’t be too bad ;)

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Recently, Sir expressed an interest in keeping me stored under his desk for a few hours at a time while he works or just generally does things that are more important. He likes the idea of having easy access to my mouth for a quick suck without having to get up or stop working.. and I love being in storage for long periods of time and essentially being ignored until needed. Not to mention, one of my favorite ways to be used is to suck Sir’s cock as he watches porn… and this is the perfect arrangement for that. :)

My assignment for today was to come up with a specific uniform that I think would make me useful while in storage under Sir’s desk. As with any of my uniforms, every item should have a purpose and explanation with the ultimate goal of me being optimized for Sir’s use. :)

So here’s the explanation of my Under Desk Storage uniform:

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Shock collar testing continues..  :)

Since my main purpose is to be Sir’s mouth fuckhole, its very important that I can perform my sucking exactly as I have been trained. This is why I need constant practice and technique refinement to ensure I never get lazy or lose skills.  

For this task, Sir had me do my usual sucking practice until eyes watering and add a few shocks here and there to see if it would effect my performance. Its helpful for him to see what intensity of shock works most effectively for him to get what he wants.

The contact points on the collar were twisted around to the back of my neck to make it easy for him to deliver correcting shocks as needed without restricting my movement. 

Its definitely more comfortable for me to wear the collar this way, but there is no question in my mind that his pleasure is the only thing that matters. :)

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