After a nice Christmas at home with our son and his girlfriend, I've been enjoying the first few days of the new year, lounging around the house in my new blue burqa, and connecting to friends and potential friends in Yahoo and Facebook.
Sir and I had a very nice dinner out on New Years Eve with another couple. I was restrained and gagged under my new burqa with its goggle eyes and internal silencing hood. I could not eat, of course, but sat quietly in my chair at the restaurant until the others had finished their dinner and drinks, then we all stood up and raised glasses (even me) to ring in the new year at midnight.
The restaurant staff were very accommodating and understanding. They have had the enjoyment of our custom before and knew that when i come in I almost never eat. Sometimes Sir allows me to be ungagged and to eat small plates, but less and less lately. he has been taking me on a journey of greater and stricter restraint and isolation lately and the new blue burqa is part of that.
It looks so unhuman, and many people seem to find it more intimidating with its two goggle eyes, that Sir prefers me to be less and less free when wearing it. So I am often restrained at the arms, hobbled at the ankles, and gagged with an inflatable gag under the bright blue rubber hood which is built into the burqa.
This all limits the interaction I can have with others which both Sir and I find exciting but which disconcerts strangers. Something about the eyes also seems to disturb people and I get more comments such as, "Why are you covered like that?" and "How can you see under that?" or "Can you breathe? Isn't that very stuffy?" they become even more flustered when I tap my mouth to indicate that i cannot speak, unless my arms are bound in which case i cannot interact with them at all except to shake my head.
New Years Eve we were out with another latex couple, very good friends, and she was in a beautiful red rubber gown with tight sleeves and matching gloves which she never removed, of course. She wore a red catsuit under it as well as red boots.
I was in a black catsuit and dress dress under the burqa and high heeled black rubber boots. The dress has an attached hood and gloves and my blue hood and gloves went on over these. My arms were secured behind my back for most of the evening until just before midnight when Sir released them so i could hold up a glass to toast the new year.
The two men were dressed in latex slacks and shirts and blazers. They also both wore tight catsuits under the 'street wear'. Sir referred to me as 'it' several times during the evening when discussing his planned after dinner activities and the woman became quite aroused at some of the things Sir suggested we all do after the dinner party.
After dinner we went back to our house and I was used to provide pleasure to all three of them, starting with the woman. She had me slowly remove her dress so that I could be placed between her legs to please her while her husband massaged her breasts and thighs. Sir watched for a while, then got involved using a whip on my back and buttocks to encourage me further.
Later I provided an oral orifice for each of the men to relieve themselves and was whipped (quite harshly) by the woman as I was used by her husband. Other activities included me being tied over our spanking bench and being used orally while she was tied up to our whipping post and administered to by Sir.
After we all collapsed about 3am, I was put into my vac bed for sleeping, and our friends stayed the night. In the morning I was whipped by the woman before being released from the bed and then had to bathe her and her husband as well as Sir before being allowed to clean up myself. I was made to do so in my catsuit and to put on my burqa, fully gagged and gloved, just to please them all. It was absolutely wonderful.
After bathing and dressing our guests and Sir (who was lounging in his rubber dressing gown), they ate a light breakfast which I was denied. but while I served them, I was force fed through a set of tubes attached to each of them. it was quite bizarre with me mounted in the center of the table like a rotating statue, being fed from their bladders while I placed strawberries and toast into their mouths.
Our friends left before lunchtime, fully dressed in rubber and wishing us a great 2010.
So that's how I spent New Years Eve, then new years day later. Since then Sir has allowed me to remain fully hooded and gagged for the past few days (as well as skin suited and plugged) while I chatted with friends, connected with others on Yahoo and Facebook. it has been a most enjoyable holiday.