The Weekly report

The weekly report

For years i have been expected to write reports for Mistress. It all started even before i was her slave when my previous Mistress required me to send a report between visits to confirm i was doing the training She had prescribed for me, and also to describe my feelings after a sessions.

All the reports for Mistress have gone to Her and since i have been her property She has required a weekly report. But over the past few months i have failed in this, as Mistress has required me to write reports which can be turned in blogs instead.
Now She wants me to go back to my “normal “ state, reporting on training and thoughts weekly, plus fully reporting on all my sessions with Her.

She wants me to prepare for publication some of the more memorable “session reports” so they can go on the blog as well. So anyone who has been reading these blogs will soon find reports on sessions from the past couple of years, weekly reports, and the type of material that has been put on the site to date as well. This will widen the range of material you will all be able to see. Mistress wants this and it is my duty to obey Her as well as my pleasure.

Last week was busy, with training every day and evening. i was at work all the time during the week except for Wednesday afternoon, when Mistress had booked for me to have the hair on my cock, balls and crack plus my nipples removed with wax. Each day i set off for work in the steel chastity, chain collar, and ankle chains plus on Monday and Tuesday the tights as well. Each evening before going to bed there was just time for 120 sit ups and press- ups as my regular exercise regime. My lunch each day was cat food, with cucumber, and a litre of water. This is a low carbohydrate diet that Mistress requires to keep me slim.

Wednesday i was due to meet Mistress for the waxing, but She was stuck in traffic, so i attended on my own, but with the letter Mistress had prepared. i have reported on the waxing separately so i will not say more here.

Then time to drive to Mistress and be inspected to see that the work had been done to a high standard. Mistress allowed me to sit upon the floor at Her feet for a chat after i had knelt before her and prostrated myself so She could push me into the floor with Her weight, then showed me a new box of “delights” She had purchased for me to use. She has purchased some even tighter items for me to wear from “spanx” who produce garments to squeeze and change the body shape with the use of elastane. i now have a pair of boxer shorts, a very tight vest, and a pair of size medium tights with a design to crush the tummy and backside. i was required to put them on then inspected. They certainly make me look thinner but the cost is that they feel like they are crushing me when i sit or move even more than the tight tights She used previously.

i left to drive home in the tights and pants, and on Thursday and Friday i have worn the tights and vest under my clothes. Nothing is visible, but eating is difficult, for if i eat or drink the pressure on me feels even greater. This is control by Mistress all day every day.

Saturday i had to go to the engraver, who had been marking the new collar with my name, and the legend, “ i belong to Mistress 2013” carved out and filled with red acrylic. Now i can be placed in a steel chastity engraved with Mistress’s logo, and a collar that is marked the same. Today i am at work, but the collar has changed. Now i am in the locked steel collar hidden under my collar and tie. It feels tight; and i have been in it since the morning. This is now part of my attire as well as everything else.

Mistress increases her control over all areas of my life, having me waxed, kept in tight tights, or placed in a steel collar with her ownership clear upon it. It feels so good to have these requirements made part of my training. The idea is to train me to submit to Her will and obey Her. It works, as every day i am reminded of my state, controlled and kept in bondage at Her orders.

Now a new week has started, and i must continue my training. Perhaps Mistress may send me an email; perhaps not. Possibly i may be allowed to speak to Her and hear Her wonderful voice; perhaps not. i wait for orders; i wait for Mistress. i must obey.

This week i am not able to attend Her but Mistress has agreed that i may see her next week, for a session on the Wednesday, and i am so excited at the opportunity to be again on my knees and prostrate before Her, knowing that for that afternoon whatever i might desire She will decide what is going to happen. i may desire a good flogging, but She will decide. i can beg for a flogging but She will decide. She has the power over me as i am Her slave and property. i can only wait and all will be revealed.

Every day all day Mistress has a hold over me in what i wear what i eat, and in my training exercises. Year on Year it becomes more detailed, and my obedience is expected. Mistress trains me to Her requirements and i will always willingly submit.
She owns me and i am Her property and slave so that is my life.

But soon i will be permitted a whole weekend with Mistress then later in the year a week away at a conference when She will have me under close control all the time. She is already dropping hints of what She might want to do, but i must wait in blissful anticipation, for what ever it is we do, there is nothing better than being able to serve and attend Mistress.