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I was simply overjoyed to see My Girl Angel @angelmiledg as she made her way past customs in Dubai's airport...

We both broke into smiles as she walked up to my side and then knelt before me for my customary greeting..

"I can see you've missed me My Girl.." I commented with a grin as she took my hand in hers and brought it to her lips"...

It's Time for us to get Right Back to Basics Darling..

Since you are Such a Good Girl My Angel @angelmiledg

I have gone to a Lot of Trouble Preparing Lunch for you..

Drink Up Darling.. It's My Very Own Recipe..

Dont' Dawdle Honey Your Almost Done..

Just a Little More to Go..

To explain, let me go back a little; it's been some time since Goddess @gigiprinceton2 has been home after being at Mystery Castle, then on her sightseeing travels

But at last, the Goddess is back home, and after a good night's rest, I awaken Her at her usual time with coffee and my usual greeting kisses, while She has the first sips of her coffee, but then being shooed to go turn on the shower and go start preparing my Goddess's breakfast,

With perfect timing, my Goddess arrives in the dining room as I am plating up her usual breakfast and making fresh coffee,

Jumping forward to a few hours after breakfast is finished, I am summoned back to the kitchen, where my Goddess is standing at the bench with a good-sized bowl full of what looks like milk,

Goddess points to the floor, and I sink to my knees. I am instructed to fold my arms, which are then bound one on top of the other. My Goddess then puts the bowl in front of me and tells me that she has prepared lunch for me ( Totally Surprised)

I try leaning forward to get to the bowl, but I find I have to rest on my bound arms to be able to get near the bowl. Goddess, being ever so kind, puts her hand on the back of my head and applies downward pressure, keeping my head low enough to lick up the liquid,

But to my surprise, the liquid is not just milk; it is thick, almost the consistency of a runny paste, which was not the greatest of flavours. Then I hear Goddess say, "I have gone to a Lot of Trouble Preparing Lunch for you..) as I try to take larger amounts

But it's slow going again, hearing Goddess Drink Up Darling.. It's My Very Own Recipe.. " Uh-oh, " flashes through my mind, just what is in this mixture, but like a good kitten, I keep drinking,

I can almost see the bottom of the bowl, but I am so very full and feeling bloated only to hear "Don't Dawdle Honey You're Almost Done..Just a Little More to Go.. And then you and I can retire to the Playroom...

eventually, I finish the bowl and am allowed to put my maid's dress on and meet Goddess in the playroom, kneeling beside her chair, I ask what was in the bowl. Oh, just a few things like porridge, yoghurt and a couple of my special personal ingredients,

At which stage my Goddess extends her hand, which I kiss, but as I do so, Goddess inserts her two middle fingers into my mouth, it is then I know what other ingredients were added to that bowl

And as I look p at my Goddess and smile and say a simple Ohh, it is followed by Goddess's Since you are Such a Good Girl My Angel @angelmiledg

Now I wonder what's going to happen in the playroom, but that's another story.

I've Been Waiting for You Lover...

Soon You'll Have Plenty of Time for That Once I Sync

And to add a small plus to that, it's a lovely suit,

My Goddess, in her wisdom, figured the distance I covered in a full latex catsuit and high heels could easily be achieved wearing this plastic piece, so Goddess added another mile and would assess things as we reached the required distance ( at this rate, marathons would be a walk in the park)

And just a little FYI walking and running on a treadmill and in the mandatory high heels one does perspire at lot wearing plastic and the plastic sticks to the body, I had little rivers running in all directions under the laced up plastic

Gratitude, Credit and Thank You

I slipped into the knee-length latex skirt and the imposing corset, which took my breath away and sent a delightful shiver racing down my spine. Unlike any ordinary corset, this one from Mystery Castle was crafted from metal, giving it a rigid and unforgiving look that hinted at its constricting power.

After loosening the laces at the back just enough to squeeze into the cold, unyielding metal, I pulled the corset up my torso. Initially, I anticipated that it would provide decent coverage, but to my surprise, it only reached just above my nipples, while the crotch area felt precariously tight, as if it were threatening to split me in two.

As I began to tighten the laces, the corset transformed my body, molding it into an exaggerated hourglass shape. There was absolutely no give, forcing a sensation of squeezing, pushing, and crushing all over my body at once—a feeling unlike anything I had ever experienced before. With an intense final tug on the laces, it felt as though all the air rushed out of my lungs at once, and my breasts surged upward like a jack-in-the-box, springing into prominence.

It’s essential to note that this metal corset allowed for no bending whatsoever, making it quite the challenge to put on the latex skirt. I carefully slid it up my legs and over my hips, feeling it mold perfectly to the contours of my body. The glossy red latex clung tightly to my thighs and hips and fell just to my knees in a hobble style, which dramatically limited my mobility. I quickly realized I wouldn’t be able to walk very quickly, if at all.

Finally, I completed my look with my mandatory five-inch heels, which elevated me yet again and added a touch of glamour to the ensemble. With a confident wiggle, I set off to tackle my chores, fully aware that today would be a test of endurance, as moving about in this constrictive outfit would undoubtedly take much longer than usual. The day promised to be both intriguing and challenging, and I was ready for whatever came next.

Gratitude, Credit and Thanks to @dryndelicate

She pulled up a chair in front of the roaring fire and ordered me to sit down. Then, she bound my wrists and ankles to the chair and proceeded to attach a sizable ball gag. Next, she placed what I would describe as an open eye mask over my eyes.

By this point, copious streams of sweat were running down my forehead. While I initially thought the gag and mask weren’t too bad, Goddess then put a latex mask over my chin and mouth, sealing the ball-gag inside my mouth, followed by a heavy latex mask with padding on the inside over my eyes. The combination created a complete seal, leaving me unable to see.

Now, bound to the chair, unable to move, speak, or see, I found myself slowly baking in front of the fire while listening to them enjoy their tea and cake. At that moment, I couldn't decide what I was enjoying less: being bound, gagged, and blindfolded by the fire, missing out on the delicious cake and tea, or hearing them talk about how much they were enjoying it.

Well, yes, my Goddess @gigiprinceton2, installed the treadmill, and this afternoon we had our first sessions on it with my Goddess going first starting off slow-ish with a walk slowly building up to a good paced run, by the time Goddess had finished she had built up a good layer of perspiration,

Next up, of course, was me, my leash attached to the front of the machine, my high-heeled boots, along with my pink latex catsuit, my wrist cuffs fastened in front of me just in case I stumble, such a kind Goddess, but then my Goddess puts a latex hood with only eye openings and small holes at the nose for breathing

My exercise started with a brisk walk moving into a run shortly after, it certainly didn't take long for me to start forming riverletts of perspiration under my catsuit, now my Goddess knows how far I can run normally which I generally do in shorts, a tee-shirt and runners,

But making me do the same distance in latex and high heels is not as easy, and then not having time to change out of my Catsuit as we were due here at Mystery Castle as you can clearly see I am not really in condition anywhere but in a shower,

But I imagine my Goddess may just have other ideas

Credit and Gratitude @dryndelicate