Creative Tasks and Not Fucking Up – Distance Control – By Slave Taquin

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.  The more I get to know you the more I use what I know for our fun and games, both against you and for your own benefit.  This week, knowing that Slave Taquin is clever with his hands and wood, I decided to put him to work creating some items to be used in his future tease and torment.  I have to say, I am mightily impressed that he rose to the challenge victoriously. Well done Slave!


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This week started quietly enough. Christmas festivities were of course still underway. It didn’t stop Mistress from taunting me about the fact that she had me locked up once again. Having been locked up for a few days now the reality of the situation has sunk in. It is the simple truth that Mistress has taken physical as well as emotional control once again. Release is absolutely impossible without her approval. It produces a feeling of dependence on Mistress that I have come to enjoy (crave might be a better word). The downside is that it provides another tool for Mistress to increase my discomfort further. Hopefully it gives Mistress pleasure to know that she makes me suffer.

No sooner was Christmas behind us when I went down with some bug. It was no big deal but it did knock me out for a few days. I took the opportunity on one of those days to start work on the first part of the task that I had been set by Mistress. This was to make a wooden Chastity device that I would be made to wear. I had come to the conclusion that I would be best to adopt the same principles as that of my own, and many other, devices. I.e. a ring to go behind the balls and a tube of some sort to act as a cock cage. Creating something from wood that is thin enough to a) fit and b) remain inconspicuous presents all sorts of challenges. Having tested out some different approaches I settled on one that seemed to have promise and created the ring and the tube. I sent Mistress a text to ask if I could have her permission to briefly remove my current device to do a ‘first fit’ of the wooden version. ‘Permission granted’ was the response. The first fit went well and, once I had worked out what to do next, I locked myself back into the steel device and sent Mistress a photo that showed the new code. Mistress told me that she was pleased, and that I wasn’t to forget that the device was to be ‘very restrictive’.

The following day Mistress instructed me to order the hemp rope that she had made me source for her. With my next session just a week away I knew that Mistress was already considering my fate. I placed the order and requested the quickest possible delivery. Next she asked me to provide her with the picture of the tied up man that she had  kindly saved onto the laptop in my workshop a couple of weeks earlier. I now know that Mistress needed this to paste at the beginning of one of my blogs that she was scheduling for release. All of this talk of bondage just made my next visit to the HOD more and more imperative. And then I cocked up again! (I have subsequently made a New Years resolution not to ‘cock up’ in 2016 on the basis that Mistress will always find out!).

My indiscretion this week was to press ‘follow’ to an online Mistress who was training a new slave using TeamViewer.  Up until this point I had always asked Mistress before following any other Domme. I did it whilst ordering the rope and really wasn’t thinking. A little while later that day I realised what I had done and quickly sent a text to Mistress to ask for her permission. My mistake? I didn’t tell Mistress that I had already done it. In the past Mistress has always said yes without hesitation, until today… The response I received was ‘Hmmmmmm I will think about it’. This was a disaster! I could just wait and hope that Mistress teased me with it for a while before saying yes, but then I thought, what if Mistress has looked at the Twitter feed of the Domme concerned only to see the tweet ‘Thanks for following! Slave Taquin’. I decided to own up before getting myself in any deeper. Mistress didn’t sound pleased. She made me sweat and squirm by asking questions like ‘so you were asking for permission to do something you’ve already done’. I squirmed a lot that afternoon. Eventually Mistress disclosed my punishment. I was to remove my device and go back onto my touching ban until attending the HOD next week. This might not sound like much of a punishment to some, but it is to me. Although wearing a device is torturous in itself it does remove any temptation to touch Mistresses property and provides me with a comforting feeling of submission to her. When not being worn it provides Mistress the opportunity to make me endure all sorts of torments. The one that Mistress chose as my punishment is as bad as it gets. Not being allowed to touch her property during the day means that I seldom get proper erections and just have to endure the throbbing hornyness in my loins. Night time is different, and in many ways worse, as the desire to touch her often erect property is overwhelming. I have of course brought this on myself and so accept the fairness of the punishment.

And then New Year came and went with many pleasant exchanges between Slaves and Mistresses and Slaves and Slaves. I do like Christmas and New Year. If you allow it to it can always bring a sense of goodwill.

It now feels that the festivities are over. I can think of little else but my session next week. Mistress continues to taunt me with the fact that I can’t touch her property and I continue to work on wooden chastity devices and restraints. Twitter is coming back to life and I am determined to stay true to my new years resolution.


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