This week’s meeting included time out of my chastity cage. I’m pretty sure it also came with no fluid release as well. If I did, I sure didn’t feel it. When you put me in the position you chose, told me you were going to use me to relieve some stress, then instructed me to not move at all, I lost the ability to relax and became hyper vigilant. Every part of my body and mind seized and prepared for something extreme. When you completed your banding and released me from bondage and put me back in chastity, I didn’t have the normal subby mode, but that time I spent in extended hyper vigilance did leave me exhausted. When I finally did return home and changed out of my service attire, I immediately passed out.
Not even going into subby mode did mean there was no aftereffects the few days after. Even though I’m still locked in the pink collar and have been in uniform once, it didn’t trigger that feeling or enhance it. It’s been the ultimate mindfuck all week.
My 46th birthday approaches this week and I’m coming to terms with the fact that the results of this election mean that being “out” about danielle will be something I can’t even consider until I’m in my 50s. I’m certainly grateful that I have the safe space to exist as myself when serving you but doing so outside of there is just too big of a risk now. I may seek thrills, but that’s basically just a death wish now that I’m seeing the way people are already starting to treat people like me. I guess I’m lucky that no one knows, but it’s extremely disappointing that I live in a time where I have serious consequences if this secret ever really got out.
We are approaching 2 years locked in chastity. It’s resulted in so much progress as you have molded me slowly into what you desire. I only hope to be able to continue to please you just as much as I head into 2025 and year 3.
