“Wish we had a cane.”

The title of this blog is also the contents of the text message that started it all. I had only been at work a couple of hours when I received that message. It did not help my productivity for the evening.

Belle is not often in that kind of mood. She does seem to be slipping into it a bit more easily lately so that is a good thing for me.

It wasn’t until around 2am when the kids were finally down for the night. Belle asked me if I was too tired. Hell no! I got out original bag of toys because it contains my pinwheel, nipple clamps, and several other odds and ends that lend themselves well to this type of play.

I was told to take my clothes off. Once I was naked and lying on a blanket on the living room floor, Belle tried to put my leather stretcher on me. Due to the fact that I was lying down and it was a little chilly in the room, she couldn’t get it secured. She told me to put it on. I got up on my knees in front of the heater and with a little struggling my balls were secured a safe distance from my now swollen cock.

Next came my collar. This is a nylon collar we bought on a whim at the pet store. It is basic. Black with a silver buckle. We have not used it much so this was certainly exciting. Belle commented that she couldn’t wait to have me on a leash.