A Day In the Life of.....

Around 6am, my little one wakes me up with a "mum, is it time to get up yet?" and trying not to grumble, i say yes, i suppose it is and send him out to the kitchen so that i may "get up". The door closes and i roll onto my back and gently stroke my clit for as long as i am able, without interruption, bring myself near orgasm, then stop, this is a routine i repeat at bedtime as well, Master calls it my "pleasuring" time. Reluctantly i get up passing by the kitchen on my way to the bathroom wishing i was still in bed, glance in, see my husband getting ready for work and smile to him while stifling a shudder... another day begins...
As i go for my morning wee, i position myself correctly as ordered by my Master, legs open as far as is possible, hands behind my head, back arched, then wee hard and fast... the trick i have learned though, is that you have to lean forwards slightly, or the powerful stream will slip through the crack between the seat and the bowl, then you have to clean up a mess..lol. Wiping myself dry i feel the rings on my labia tug a little, another reminder of my ownership, a smile crosses my face and my day has already brightened a bit.
Now depending on the previous nights instructions, my shower may or may not include an orgasm, for which i will generally use the shower head... giggles, and most men wonder why we want it removable and have different settings, its a wonder some of us ever get out of the shower!
Next comes dressing for the day. Since it is still cold outside my wardrobe is slightly limited, but still workable. i browse through my closet, though i already know what is in it but thinking that magically something new has appeared, i spy my favourite sweater, a longish purple one that my Master bought for me once when we were together. i can't help but smile as it reminds me of my Master using me in that sweater and him deciding that was my "fuck me" sweater...lol. To go with it, i choose a pair of black leggings, then socks,  bra and corset. No knickers for this girl, most of the time... smiles. i finish dressing and place my "reminder item" into my bra, semi dry my long hair, take a look into the mirror, loving how my curves are accentuated by the corset. i take a deep breath and emerge from the bedroom feeling ready to tackle the day.
i set about getting my son ready and off to school, finish my hair, put on a little make up then set off to work.
Getting to work i set out what has to be done for the day, then log on and either speak with my Master, or leave him a message as to what i have done and am wearing. Through out the rest of my day, my Master and i chat off and on as we can, while doing our work and dealing with matters. Some days are much better than others. With the work day over, i return home, retrieving my son from the sitters, then hoping my husband is working late, i get home prepare the meal, play with my son, and then relax for a while spending time with my Master.
During our evening conversations, my Master often gives me tasks for that evening or the following morning and i add it to my "to-do" list to ensure i don't forget. As the evening progresses we say our good nights, i get my son ready for bed, tucking him in and reading him a story. Then often drawing myself a bath, i lay in the warm water letting memories flood my mind and time slip away. i get ready for bed, lay on my pillow, then begin my nightly routine of pleasuring, often doing so till i drift off to sleep.

Introduction

Well, not sure exactly where to begin, so i suppose i'll just start.


my name is Pleasure, yes, an odd name, but it is my slave name, as named by my Master. i have been with my Master for a little over 3 years now and how my life has changed. i stumbled upon BDSM by happen-stance and when i found it, things in my life began to make sense to me, the way i had behaved and i began to understand what i truly wanted and needed out of life. i am 35, living in Canada, married with a child, and no, not married to my Master. my husband is quite vanilla though i think likes kink, a topic i'm likely to get into in another blog, but he is oblivious to my submissive nature, though he knows i do have an interest in BDSM and have shown him my Domme side. Yes i am submissive to the core and a slave to my Master, but in the time together, we have discovered i also have a Dominant side to me that likes to rear its head now and again. 
For those of you reading this that are unfamiliar with the lifestyle, you may find it interesting and or revolting at times, but what you must understand is that yes while i have chosen this lifestyle, it is more than that. It's what i NEED. i need to be controlled and understood and loved, no matter what or how horrible the things i may have done in the past. i need someone who will nurture me, guide me, love me, punish me when the need arises. i need to be able to be myself, without fear of being judged. i NEED to be owned. i was fortunate enough to have found my Master, and he does all of this for me, while asking only one thing of me... 100%. Easy enough... i thought...lol
Anyways, for those of you in the lifestyle or not, i hope you will enjoy reading about my journey thus far, i have thought that perhaps my blog should be called "The Diary of the Submissive Closet Slut"...lol seems fitting really, once you get to know me a little.
This blog is a task set to me by my Master, it is here for a few reasons, but most importantly, it is a record of me, Pleasure, of who and what i am.
As i sit here writing this, i am wearing clothing that my Master has approved, and this is done on a daily basis. Because of the cold weather, my Master allows me to wear pants, but soon with the warm weather, pants will only be permitted for certain reasons. i am wearing slacks, camisole, cardigan, bra, knickers (again only on occasion, normally not allowed any) , and my corset. The corset i am wearing is a custom steel boned waist training corset that my Master bought for me. It has been a while since i've warn it but am getting back into it, love the feeling of it on, but will take a little while to be able to wear it all day again.
smiles... well, it seems i have rambled on for a while. i would enjoy reading any comments you may have and also if you have questions, i am sure my Master and i can and will respond to them.