Sunday, 27 July 2014

More play with nettles

A few evenings back I decided to indulge in some more nettle play. In my previous post on the subject I mentioned how I wanted to experiment with a layer of nettle leaves actually between my legs (rather than packed up against my bum cheeks).

This was on one of the days when I was wearing my CB-6000. I wore a pair of plastic panties under my leggings and headed out for my run. At one point I stopped and pulled some leaves off of some nettles, pulled down the leggings and plastic pants and layered the leaves in the crotch. Before I could change my mind I pulled the packed plastic pants up.



The nettles met my flesh and started their work pretty much immediately. Wearing the CB-6000 as I was my ball sac was more stretched out than it is without the restraint and I soon felt the stinging on that tender flesh. I waddled/ran and in the early stages I thought to myself that there was no way I could keep it up for long before having to stop and remove the leaves.



But I persevered and got a masochistic thrill form the pain emanating between my legs. At one point I stopped and pushed the nettles into the crack of my arse ... more delicious pain.



I ran for 8 miles with the string of the nettles focusing my attention each step of the way. Finally, before getting in the car to go home I removed them.



Putting nettles into your knickers is a delicious thrill. The stinging as you run keeps your mind focused on that area of your body. And the nice thing about nettles is that they're a bit like the gift that keeps on giving, even once you've removed them you will tingle for hours afterwards.



Pink bra, white t-shirt and a run on a hot day

The past few days in my area of England have been deliciously hot. My runs, at the risk of giving too much info, have been very sweaty. Believe it or not, sweat can be fun. Wear a light colour t-shirt and as it becomes wet from the sweat it will become transparent.

Yesterday I went running wearing a pair of wet look leggings (what else :-) ). The nice thing about these leggings is that they are one of two pairs that I won that have a high enough waistband that I don't have to use a length of ribbon to tie so that they don't slip down as I run. They are coated with some plastic/latex like layer that gives them their gloss look and when the sun catches them you can feel the heat being drawn in.

I wore a white cotton t-shirt on top.The t-shirt and wet leggings combo did look more high street womens fashion than runner but that excited me more than anything else.



Under the t-shirt I wore my pink bra (no inserts this time :-) ). My thinking was that the t-shirt would hide the bra at the start of my run when there would be plenty of people in the area, and by the time I'd finished my run the t-shirt would be soaked, the bra visible to some degree, but there would be less people around.

And that theory did hold true. By the time I finished the t-shirt was soaked and the bra was visible if you looked. When trying to make clothes stick out from under wet material then pink is not the best colour. A dark colour works really well as does white. Pink is very close to your skin colour and so does not 'jump out'. Wearing a white or dark colour might even be slightly visible from under dry light coloured material which could add to the excitement of starting the run ;-)


The best part of the day though was when, about halfway into the run, I was running along a single track when I approached a mother and her daughter who I guess was about 17 or 18. There was no way we could avoid each other. They were having a pleasant chat as I approached. I moved to the left and they saw me and moved to the right. They looked at me and as I approached they both smiled at me. The smile was amused but friendly. I returned the smile as I greeted them. I knew that the smile was more than just a friendly stranger greeting type thing, it was too 'friendly' for that. I glanced over my shoulder after passing them and the daughter was looking back at me with a large smile on her face. Obviously without speaking to them I will not know for sure, but I'm pretty sure I was 'made'.

And that is the sort of encounter I crave. A friendly encounter where we all know I'm wearing womens clothing but it doesn't really bother anyone, maybe it amuses people, but it's amusement in a non threatening way.

Thursday, 24 July 2014

CB-6000 - 72 hours achieved!

I did it! I remained locked in my CB-6000 for 72 hours! This is by far the longest I have managed (my previous record being 31 hours).  I took it off today to see how things were looking and all looks good. Next week I shall be going for 5 days. I'll let you know how it goes.

I am looking on ebay to find another type of chastiity device, one of those where the cage is made from metal 'rods' as it seems to me that you should be able to clean everything a bit better with that sort.

Wednesday, 23 July 2014

CB-6000 60 hours and noisy plastic panties

I survived another night locked up in the CB-6000 and have done two more runs while wearing it! Good news! Hopefully I will make it through tonight and manage 72 hours. Last night was actually easier than the first with me only being woken up by the pain of an erection trying to get erect at 01:40.

I have been wearing a pair of plastic panties recently. I suspect that the baby oil I have been using to ease the friction of the CB-6000 has been reacting with the plastic as the plastic between the legs is getting 'harder' than the rest and makes quite a noise. I'm quite happy about the noise as I do like to hear the crinkle of plastic panties and when in public like the thought that maybe others can hear it too. Of course I'm also a little sad as I suspect that in time the plastic will probably crack. Anyway I'll keep you informed.


Monday, 21 July 2014

CB6000 - 2 milestones passed, 1 lesson learnt

Milestone 1

Yesterday morning at 07:15 I clicked the padlock shut on the CB-6000 I'd packed myself into. It's now 24 hours later and it hasn't come off! I've managed 24 hours locked once before but that was a long time ago. I'm hoping that this time I will manage 48 hours.

It ot really painful at 02:39 and 04:55 this morning when my erection attempted to pull my balls off by pulling on the cage, but apart from those times, the rest had been bearable.

Milestone 2

I ran 13 miles wearing the CB-6000! I have not been able to run further than 5 miles with it on before it started causing serious pain. This time I wrapped my balls in clingfilm (to stop my balls rubbing against my legs) and I also didn't wear any underwear under my leggings. As I've wrapped my balls in clingfilm before but still had problems, it must have been the extra freedom of no tight underwear that helped make it possible to run for 13 miles while wearing the CB-6000.

Lesson Learnt

Don't run wearing a CB-6000 if you have no underwear under your leggings.

I decided to run with no underwear my leggings as they are thin and I was hoping that I might be able to get the effect that I've seen on some women where the leggings seem to disappear up their ass, thus framing each buttock.

I wore a medium length t-shirt. The problem I discovered early into my run is that the CB-6000 is actually quite bulky and it makes a VERY obvious bulge.


After running towards two people like that and being unable to find a way to hide it and seem natural I decided to take my t-shirt off to hide it. I was wearing a pink bra underneath (in fact it's the bra that you can see in the picture in my post before this one) the t-shirt so I lowered that to around my waist and hung the t-shirt off it. The problem then was that the t-shirt did not wrap around my body, so while it covered the CB-6000 the bra strap at the back was left visible.


I took the above photo at the end of my run and discovered that in addition to the bra strap being visible so too was the label of the leggings complete with their little heart logo. Yesterday I ran towards 15 people from the front and passed 17 people from behind. So at least 17 people got to see something similar to what you see above.

Quite exciting really ;-)

I guess I'm not the girl I want to be

Apologies for taking so long to update my blog. I have to admit that the feeling of disappointment that I felt at the make up session did have a huge impact on me. I actually felt ugly. I'm sure it's all my fault, expecting too much from make up, and yet I have seen real life examples of how women use make up to make themselves look better. Why was it that the make up made me look worse? Why did it accentuate my wrinkles rather than hide them a little?

Anyway, I went away for the run. I enjoyed my drive up there. I wore womens clothing (jeans, top and boots as well as panties and a bra of course). I put the fake boobs in my bra. I do love the feeling of the weight pulling down on the bra straps, and looking down to see how the cars seat belt falls between the two, emphasizing them slightly.

Naturally I removed them whenever I had to leave the car. I'd cancelled the nail salon appointment in the immediate aftermath of the make up session. At that stage I'd actually considered doing another purge but thankfully I resisted that.

At the hotel I tried out some make up application for myself. I felt happier with the results I achieved. I think that I need to just do a lot more practice and develop 'my' look.

There is something sensual about applying make up. I don't know if it's because it's one of truly feminine actions or if it's just the process of seeing yourself transformed, even if it just slightly, or if it's the feel and smell, and in the case of lipstick, taste, of the make up, but whatever it is I really enjoyed experimenting. The only question I have is why do hotels give guests white towels?

Saturday I ran the race.

Sunday I dressed in the outfit I'd bought.

I went full out with the underwear as you can see here (I do love that corset).



And here I am fully dressed.



However, I wasn't confident enough with my make up skills, so I put a pair of jeans over the tights and tucked the dress in, removed the wig and breast forms and checked out the hotel. Once at my car the breast forms went back in (and I got to feel that lovely weight again). I left the hotel car park and stopped in a laybye close to the hotel where the wig went back on. Once the wig was on I relaxed a little and using the car mirror I applied some make up. It wasn't a fantastic job, but I did get a thrill every time I caught my reflection on the rear view mirror and saw the make up.

I stopped at two laybyes on the way home. At both I got out the car and walked around. I also stopped at a services but there I parked at the far end of the car park before getting out and walking around a bit. I did get some curious looks from some of the occupants of the cars that were nearby but nothing threatening.

So in the end I did not do as much as I'd planned. But on the positive side I'm really hoping that these may be the first 'baby steps' to greater things.



Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Does make up hide everything?

So, last Thursday I went and had my make up lesson. The lesson itself was fun. I got on well with the lady that was teaching me and we had a good laugh.

However, the bad thing was that I came away slightly depressed.

I guess part of that was my fault. Maybe I thought that make up would make me look significantly better and it didn't.

In fact, if anything I swear it emphasized my wrinkles.

So I've been in a bit of a slump since the appointment. However, my weekend away is coming up in a few days and I still plan to have some fun.

I'll put a more detailed update on here next week.