#FetishFriday Living the kinky life… 24/7

I love being able to live kinky, 24/7. Not only just as part of a kinky household that all enjoy some element of Fetish (ok, a lot of elements, overlapping and creating one large, beautiful mosaic) but also having my personal slave living in-house with me at the Manor to tend to any/every need and whim of mine.

To me, 24/7 and TPE have a slight difference but I prefer them to be the same in my life. 24/7 Fetish is possible in terms of practicality but the TPE (Total Power Exchange) comes only via submission from the bottom and mastery from the Top.

To have the submissive at your beck and call day and night and know they are there for whatever you may wish, is very fulfilling and satisfying. No matter the mode of dress, the scene, the occasion, everything can be tailored with a little twist into something kinky. Be it asking for permission to leave the house, to buy something simple from the local shop or even to use the bathroom.

Of course there are more stringent rules that I place on him such as the underwear he has on daily. he owns no male underwear now at all but must wear feminine attire under his every day clothes. A bra with lacy edges or peep hole to rub against the pierced nipples that remind him of my ownership as well as frilly/lacy sissy panties to rub against that practically non existent cock.

As well as my personal slave, chauffeur, maid, object that’s an extension of my will that he is, I also live with constant kink and arousal from my real man.

I wear a little bell that pleases him, round my neck, which reminds him (and I) of the times when he is fucking me hard and it rings, then he places his hand round my neck to feel it and jingle it more. It jingles louder and louder when he is fucking my throat, the more vigorously the louder it jingles as it jostles.

There is some element of Pavlov’s dogs now as he only has to reach over (wherever we are, never mind if we are in private or public) and ring the little bell on a chain round my neck and smile at me, for me to feel that puddle forming in my knickers.

She is also kinky, reminding me of my fetishes and foibles, perverted weaknesses and things we chat about in mere everyday conversation that would be the height of strangeness for normal folk. I love it.

Our house is a place where all fetishes and kinks are welcomed and I adore it. Living the kinky life 24/7 – it has taken me years to get to this point but I never take it for granted but in fact appreciate every single special perverted moment.

 

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