The visit of Mistress Jane and play-toy was a huge success. One unexpected issue of such depravity days, for me anyway, is the need to have double the items of key equipment. The day beforehand I did think about this and had bitch-boy cobble together a second funnel gag, but the bottom line is, today I will be ordering a proper second funnel gag, a second posture collar and a second waist belt – generously supplied with D-rings.
bitch-boy was secured on a bed and often ignored for hours and, during that time, play-toy was also secured on a bed from time to time. Hence the need for the doubling up of key equipment. I like absolute helplessness and immobility when dealing with a bound slave and a good posture collar is an essential item for my standards of bondage. A posture collar also ensures the slave cannot move their head from side to side or down or up when a funnel gag is in use. By funnel gag in use – I mean with urine from a large syringe, spitting or a urine ice chunk.
play-toy experienced first time yesterday, via her funnel gag, spit and a little diluted urine from a syringe. Poor bitch-boy must have drunk a pint of undiluted urine over the 7 hours of his torments. Mistress Jane seemed to like nothing better than sit by his head with a full syringe and slowly squirt the entire contents into his funnel gag – with the sweetest most satisfied smile as she did so – taking her time and verbally abusing him as she pushed the plunger down. Sometimes her urine, sometimes mine and toward the end a cocktail of both mixed together. I will be writing a very long journal entry to detail the very many things we got up to yesterday.
bitch-boy probably thought the extended session of deep humiliation in front of Mistress Jane, play-toy and I, was the worst thing in the world. But after that session, when his stiff little clitty (already covered in nasty bumps from lots of earlier nettles use) was pushed into a fabric pouch full of fresh nettle leaves – well I think he then thought THAT was the worst thing in the world. The three of us did laugh at his histrionics!