#owned boy

[blushingonmyknees]

I am allowed to pursue release tonight and it feels very weird to not be on my knees or wearing my collar while doing so. I love this training.

[blushingonmyknees]

How wonderful would it be to go to a toy store with you and pick out all the items? You explaining beforehand that since I am selecting each item, you will not be taking mercy and will be using me until you are satisfied. 

May we please go check out the handcuffs & shackles now?

[blushingonmyknees]

It has been much too long since my mouth has been properly filled and fucked. I truly miss her fingers so much.

[blushingonmyknees]

An Owned Boy Explores Walmart

My shoes have been falling apart. I am in desperate need of new shoes and debated about going shopping tonight right after work. I got in my car, thought about going out and then realized it was rush hour. Maybe I could wait until another day.

I started going home and only made it about a half a block. I have been feeling very submissive today and have been wanting to purchase a kneeling cushion for my knees. My Domme likes me kneeling and I like kneeling and bowing for her, but I have knee pains that sometimes cuts into my time on them. I have been curious how a kneeling cushion/pad would work to remedy this and help me increase time on them.

Once I was about a half a block closer to home, I realized that tonight was one of a few nights where I was actually not working and was able to be alone. I quickly decided to go to Walmart.

It was about a 20-minute drive, but worth it. I debated which would be the logical order to get items on my list (shoes and a kneeling cushion). I then realized that since I was there, maybe I should go belt shopping too so my Domme would have new items to tie me with and beat me with.

I decided to start with the shoes. This is a different Walmart than I typically go to so it took me some wandering around to find them. I wound up in the women’s section and since this is the nicest Walmart in town, I was surprised by the variety of shoes, boots and heels.

I had mentioned to my Domme before my desire to go shoe/boot shopping with her and being reminded of my place the whole time. Kneeling to help her into her footwear, walking two paces behind her and carrying all of her items.

There were definitely some options that caught my attention. I know she is not the biggest fan of heels, but I saw a pair that I thought she would look amazing in. I attached a similar photo below, but the ones they had, had a much smaller heel and were tan.

I liked them because of the open-toe look. She could easily make me bow down and kiss her toes or her shoes, whichever she preferred. *blushes* Just the thought of helping her into them and then being made to do that makes me feel very under her.

Anyway, I finally made it to the men’s section and they actually had my size! I was surprised since not many stores carry up to my size. I found a pair that worked and then went about the rest of my list.

I texted my Domme these images and said, “Too bad there’s nothing all that pretty.” My hope was they would have had a belt we both liked and I would have went to the dressing room to try it around my wrists, ankles and throat. *blushes* 

After looking at the belts, I decided to go to the gardening section. I looked around and it was mostly taken over by Christmas items and decorations already. Truthfully, I only looked a couple minutes because I got distracted by the Christmas items and started going down the aisles.

Once I got to the summer gardening section (the one that is typically outside), I saw a male clerk. I thought what the heck and went up to him. “Excuse me, do you carry kneeling pads,” I asked. “Kneeling pins?” he said. “Never heard of them.”

“No, kneeling pads or cushions. Like what someone uses to kneel on in the garden.” Once I said this, my mind immediately imagined myself kneeling in the middle of the garden while in my Domme’s presence. It was quite the thought.

He informed me that he didn’t think they ever had kneeling cushions and that if they carry them, I would have to wait until summer to purchase them.

I said okay and then continued walking through the store, feeling extra submissive. I checked Walmart online to confirm that they do, in fact, carry kneeling cushions. They do, but none are available for purchase at any of the stores currently.

I then decided to just wander up and down some aisles, just in case. I remembered when going to the store last-time with a friend, that they had rope in the hunting section. I was curious and decided to check it out.

I found the section! I actually checked the price on the rope and then texted my Domme the image. I then had to run my fingers up and down the rope to feel its texture. I was hoping it would be softer but all of the rope options felt fairly strict. I like this, but also know it probably wouldn’t be safe for overnight bondage.

My Domme later texted me and said, “Did you buy a bungee cord by chance? I want to experiment with them.”

Truth be told, I never even noticed the bungee cords. They hadn’t even crossed my mind because I was so focused on the ropes. I have a feeling I will be in this aisle again in the future.

I continued walking around and looking for items to kneel on. Surprisingly, I found an item that threw me way back into my early teenage years. Sandpaper!

I am still surprised I even remembered this memory. Back when I was younger and first learned that desiring bondage and submission was actually something other people felt, I learned of the word “dominatrix”. I googled this trying to understand these feelings.

One of the first-ever dominatrices I found online was someone named Mistress Evita. She talked about her slaves and this definitely intrigued me as a young sub. On one of her blogs, she mentioned making one of her slaves purchase sandpaper and a pair of gloves. He was very needy and kept begging to touch himself, so she had him cut out the cushiony hand-part of the gloves and superglue sandpaper there. She then made him touch himself and kept him in the gloves for quite some time.

Just seeing this sandpaper reminded me of this and made me feel like I was that young submissive once again. I leaned out, ran my hand up the sandpaper and smiled.

I continued my journey and kept walking aisles aimlessly while thinking of other items I could purchase to increase my submission. I walked past the pet aisle and there were several people there. I did not think anything of it and made it only an aisle or two over when I realized something... collars!

I had to go back and look.

I snapped a picture just so I could show my Domme later. None of the collars really interested me all that much but I did like the variety of colors.

I went down an aisle a bit and then one (or two) caught my eye! I have desired to be buckled in a collar by my owner someday and I found one that looked interesting. I took a closer look and then had to feel it.

The one that intrigued me was the woods-y one... and then the pink one. I lifted it up and let it drop. It felt fairly weighty, which made me happy. It is also fairly thick, which is something I hope my collar is someday too. I sent my Domme this and she said once my throat feels better she will have me in my collar so I don’t have to have collar envy at the store. *blushes* Apparently it was fairly noticeable.

She also mentioned that in the second to last picture the stake down wires would be interesting to explore with me. Here I thought I was noticing all the items that could increase my subservient status but I definitely did not. I really do hope she has me tied to stakes someday.

I would be lying if I said I did not also look for shock collars. I doubted Walmart would have any, but I did look just in case. I still think it would be really fun to have one attached to me in certain areas and her in full control of the remote. Conditioning me to be an even better pet for her.

I think it is no secret you have been on my mind all day, Ma’am. I have been craving you and am very addicted to your place above me and my place under you. I just want to be there, constantly.

[blushingonmyknees]

I woke up with a bit of a sore throat but at the same time my mouth feels empty. Looking forward to the day I’m on my knees in front of a dildo and you are guiding my mouth up and down it.