It is usually I that has to travel, and travel is difficult for a chastity couple. Airports require stringent security checks, and modern scanning equipment pretty much shows everything. While I am not opposed to a security guard seeing my Sissy panties under my business suit, I am pretty sure a chastity cage would result in the secondary inspection; and while humiliation is all part of the fun, not all passenger screeners or customs agents would likely approve of our lifestyle. I suspect that after a few secondary searches, someone somewhere could decide it was too much trouble and put me on a list that would make things difficult for future travel. So to avoid all of that when I travel, it is usually unlocked, and that just takes the fun out of shit!
In any event, this week I find myself home, and Goddess “C” is enjoying the adventures of traveling without her Pet. Of course, that means that I am home alone, and every Sissy knows what kind of trouble that can cause. So, unbeknownst to me, just before her departure, Miss carefully choreographed my life into a series of envelopes and a couple of neatly wrapped presents.
She locked up the keys to my Sissy clitty in the time-locked safe, and she charged the hush-vibe.So for the last couple days, it was like she was right here doing her thing. The only actual items missing are her feet to caress and kiss each night, and the lack of her strong pull on my collar when I get a little excited.
Each morning I open an envelope which contains a colourful ribbon. It is my job to match the color of the material with a pair of panties to wear that day. Additionally, I am to tie the fabric in a bow on my clitty as a reminder that Mistress owns it. All day, as I sit to pee, already a reminder of my status, I see the pretty ribbon and feel a powerful connection to Goddess.
A couple of days into her trip, she texted me to open one of the presents. She instructed me to video record my face as I unwrapped the gift. It was a pink, heart-shaped, diamond encrusted charm with “Pet” engraved on it. On the back, it said, “Property of Mistress.” I was instructed to put it on and keep it on until she returned home. The chain was expertly sized to keep the pendant just below the collar line of my shirt. Mistress knew that I would have to worry all the time if it popped over my collar. The result is that I check it regularly and in so doing, I think of her and my place as her Sissy Pet. Just to make sure I wear it, she texts randomly asking for a pic of the necklace. Looking around to find the optimum location for the pic, and checking who is about when I snap it makes my clitty wet every time.
Last night, was date night. In the early afternoon, Mistress texted me to put on a corset, panties and stockings under my clothes. She then texted step by step instructions to buy groceries, wine and some nail polish. The polish was to match my ribbon of the day; the wine was to be the same bottle Mistress would be drinking with dinner. Mistress also had me bake some sweet treats for her when she got back from her trip.
After my tasks were complete I returned home to paint my toenails, slip into a pair of heels and bake treats. Just before I did, however, I was told to open another present. Inside were panties. Identical to the ones Mistress was wearing, half a world away. A while later we exchanged images, shared a glass of wine and some sexy Tumblr images of just what we wanted to do to each other.
I can not wait to see just what she has planned next, but for now, I feel like such a lucky little Sissy Pet, I feel so close to her despite the thousands of mile between us. When we are away from each other the intensity of chastity usually dulls, the lack of tease and denial breaks the spell a little, but somehow Mistress has found a way to keep it going, amazing!
Source: Hubby Subby
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