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August 15, 2002

My first page. I have gotten tons of letters and pleas that I add to the site more often. All of the letters were from men including My "nothing", scott. Keeping this journal is really scott's idea but its an easy way for me to keep this site active and it might be fun, so here goes.

The first thing scott and I had to do was buy a laptop so that I could write away from home. Next we figured out a plan to make sure that no one else would be able to access what I was writing.

ok, we got all that figured out and scott has been granted the privilege of ONLY changing incorrect spellings. I want My words to be MINE not his. So if the spelling is wrong it's his issue. Most of you know that I don't post what I write to the computer. scott is the computer person not me. I just write what I know and what I think and scott puts it up on the site.

I will probably post most days or nights but each days entry will be posted on the same page, this page, and I won't be using different pages! (*scott's note: unless the page gets too long)  My journal will just go down the same page and I will use different dates so you'll be able to keep track.

Here goes!

Ready?

Now I don't feel like writing. Maybe tomorrow.

August 16,2002 - morning

Woke this morning and scott had my coffee ready along with a slice of toast and along side my plate, scott had laid the various health and med pills I take each morning. He's such a good boy. After a few words scott ran off and began his morning chores of making the bed MY WAY and straightening out the house. I just don't like a messy house and it's scott's job to be certain that the house looks like I want it to look.

scott gets a look and an attitude problem if I've ignored his needs. he was getting that look this morning so I called him from his chores and gave him my empty coffee cup and told him "here, add some cream to this and bring it to me". Without a question he left and I read the paper. A few minutes later scott came back with my used cup filled with his cum. I looked at it and lifted the cup (still in his hand) up to his mouth and told him to drink his vitamins for the day and be certain that he cleans all the vitamins out. scott drank from the cup as much as he could then used his finger to get the rest.

"Good boy" I said, "now get back to your chores honey"

Ladies, this is a trick that I learned years ago and it works beautifully. Whenever I feel that scott is getting a little frustrated I don't wait to act for him to upset me. I "milk" him. I milk scott in a bunch of different ways. Sometimes I'm there and sometimes I'm not. This morning I just didn't want to bother so I sent him off by himself to hand-le it himself.

When scott finishes I always have him bring to me his cum so that I can be certain he's done what I asked and to make sure that he cleans up what he deposited. Cleaning his cummy mess is SOOOOOO important to make sure he knows his place.

Sometime later I'll explain the other ways I milk scott and some other reasons I think he always has to eat his mess.

Gotta run

Bye!

August 16,2002 - Evening

Starting this journal has really gotten my juices flowing. It's so much fun. All day today I couldn't help thinking about all the things I'm gonna tell you about.  Yes, I'm gonna talk about My nothing service to Me and how I use him, but I may talk about other times in our lives. Back in those crazy days when we were young.

We're very monogamous NOW, but it hasn't always been that way. I was daydreaming about those good old days ALL DAY! The good old days were the days before all this Aides mess and danger. I was remembering when I was newly married and nothing and I were party goers. Oh not the falling down drunk kind, at least not for us, but lots of parties and when I met someone I thought was special, and I felt safe I would sleep with that special someone. scott always knew and was always happy that I was happy. Of course, scott was never allowed to have another woman except under my strict supervision, but I didn't and wouldn't have any such restraint. scott is My property and it has never been the other way around and it won't ever be either. But I slept with many many many other men and women. I would sleep with others because I enjoyed it and probably still would if I wasn't so afraid of all the diseases. But back then it was different. I remember one time I worked at a factory. I was married to scott and we had been married about a year and he was already well trained. My boss was always hitting on me and wanting to take me out to lunch while continuing to hint about wanting me. I told scott about it and he said I should quit the job but I didn't want to quit. My boss was married and 30 years older than me but I could always handle men - ANY MAN so I told scott that I would think about what to do.

My boss kept throwing sexual hints and one day while he was leaning so close to me that we touched, this time I didn't move away. I looked at my boss and said "do you want to have sex with me?" He was very surprised when I asked him that. He said "YES" so I said that I was married and he was married and I didn't want a romance but that if he wanted sex with me, he could have it if he would agree to the to my rules. He said he would without even hearing the rules, but I told him anyway. First I wanted a $50.00 a week raise THAT WAS BIG MONEY in those days. Second he could drop the raise any week that he didn't have sex with Me. Third, in the office, when nobody was there, I was the only office employee, I would be the boss - not him. and finally, sex would consist ONLY of Me bending over the desk and him taking Me from behind with all of My clothes on. Whenever he wanted sex, I would bend over the desk and he would raise My skirt, lower My panties and pantyhose and fuck Me until he came, then after he came I could go home for the day no matter what was on the schedule and he could never have Me after 1:00 pm. My boss agreed immediately but said that the increase in pay would have to be in cash. I said ok and his hands were on Me right away and he was  trying to kiss Me. I pushed him away and said "No Kissing just sex". He just looked at Me and asked what he could do. I told him that he could have sex with Me as we agreed, after the $50.00 was put given. My boss couldn't get the money out fast enough and I remember the last $15.00 were all singles and he was broke. I put the money in My bra and walked into the storeroom with him following. I bent over a table in the storeroom and he was behind Me in a flash rubbing My butt and lifting My dress. "Can I rub you and feel you?" he asked. "Yes, but not for long" In a few seconds my panties and pantyhose were down and he entered Me. I was shocked that his penis was so tiny. He was so small that he almost couldn't get in Me from behind, but he did and in a very short time, he had cum inside me and was finished. I pulled up My panties and stuff and made Myself presentable and ORDERED that he go into the bathroom and was his hands and his penis. "By the time you get finish cleaning up, I'll be on My way home" I told him "see you tomorrow, and thankx, that was very nice". He stood with his mouth open but said "Ok, see you tomorrow and thank you!" It was so funny.

I got home and when scott got home I told him about the day and told him that I brought some of My work home for him. I took scott into the bedroom and had scott clean Me with his tongue, then I allowed scott to enter me (scott's penis is just the right size) and when scott  was done he again went down upon Me and this time besides cleaning I wanted a climax and demanded that I get one. The climax scott gave to Me was strong and wonderful but I wasn't quite as finished as scott or My "boss" so I brought out "MAX" - My vibrator and had scott lick Me while I used the vibrator on My special spot.

OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH ! So good - just perfect.

The next day at the office I acted as if nothing had happened and My boss asked if he had to give Me $50.00 each time we had sex. I told him "No silly, just $50.00 per week and NEVER after 1:00 pm"

"Oh, that's great! Can we go into the storeroom now? I already put a bowl of water and washcloth in there" he said.

"Anytime you want hon, but remember, when we're finished, I go home" I reminded him.

"oh, oh - yes of course, maybe we should wait till later" he whimpered.

"Never after 1:00 " I reminded him.

"Yes, yes, of course, that'll be fine, that's great.

That first week I didn't work past 11:00 am!!!!!!

What a great job and since I was carrying a full course load in college, everything worked out wonderfully. I could understand why his wife wasn't interested in him. His little bitty dick was so tiny! and there were times when I felt sorry for him because I knew his wife had to be getting a real cock somewhere or getting none at all cause My boss told Me that he didn't have sex with her anymore, but I NEVER allowed him to have Me with us facing each other, and I never let him do anything except as I explained.

This was fun remembering !

Bye!

( scott's note: This journal may get longer than I thought so it may go into extra pages. When it does, just click on the next button )

August 20, 2002

Goodness, yesterday was the first time I was able to read (on the NET) the story I wrote for my journal. scott did a very nice job posting it and hiding our real names and where I worked and he did a great job in fixing the different mistakes I made when I wrote and told you about it. Before we even started this, scott promised to be sure that he would amend or delete anything that could hurt us in our real life and he's doing a wonderful job. After I read what scott had posted and saw that he took out some of the words and stuff that would let people we know to recognize us, I was so happy about scott's job on my story (the story is the same as I wrote, but I mentioned a few real-name things LIKE THE COMPANY NAME! )that after I read his re-write, I promised him a special night.

I told scott to be certain to make himself clean and I told him to start early. scott, knew what that meant and immediately said "thank you darling, I promise to take care of everything".

When I tell scott to make himself clean, it means I want him to clean his butt out completely. He can use suppositories or enemas, it doesn't matter to me. I only care that he is cleaned out COMPLETELY.

Dinner begins with all the cars out of the driveway - hidden down the street and window drapes closed. I feel more comfortable knowing that people who would stop by would just not stop. The doorbell ringing is always a problem for Me. It breaks up the mood too much. Anyway, for special nights, I always lay scott's evening attire on the bed b-4 dinner and tonight I laid out a pair of white and vanilla lace crotch-less panties and a beautiful matching negligee. scott looked precious.

As scott came into the kitchen, I reached down and gave his dick a loving squeeze and told him how pretty I thought he looked. Then I showed scott the tray I had prepared for his evening meal.

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My it's so hard to tell you about all the little things we do because you don't know a what we do and I have to start from the beginning and tell you! Geeze, my diary could take all day!

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I have to go now, I write more and finish this later - or tomorrow.

Cum back again !

Litia

I'm starting with the last paragraph from yesterday so you don't get lost -

As scott came into the kitchen, I reached down and gave his dick a loving squeeze and told him how pretty I thought he looked. Then I showed scott the tray I had prepared for his evening meal. On the tray was everything that he would be allowed to eat and the utensils that he would use to eat his meal. When I'm in a particularly loving mood with My nothing, he is is only allowed to eat with utensils and he can only have food that has either been inside My womanhood or has been rubbed on it. My vaginal juices bless every part of scott's meal including his plate. We kinda like it this way. I only will bless scott's food when he has been really good.

"Get the tray scott" I told him as we went into My bedroom. In our bedroom we have a wonderful "exercise chair" that is perfectly comfortable but it's kind of like a adjustable gyno chair so scott can sit right in front of My woman-ness without much strain - We are getting older ~ anyway, scott sitting before Me and I began to masturbate as he watched. When I was ready, I leaned forward and pulled scott's mouth to My pussy. "Kiss mommy's pussy honey, kiss Me nice" I told him as I pulled his mouth to Me. scott began to lick and explore Me with his tongue and when I was happy that I was wet enough, scott began to put each utensil that he would use inside of Me. The utensils were cold and I told scott that he would have to be punished later for not warming them up. nothing pleaded that he was following Me into the bedroom and being obedient but of course, that was no excuse! Later for that!

After the utensils, came the cuke, then each of the baby carrots, then each of the two -uncooked - big franks. Then, scott took his fingers and placed them within My pussy taking what we call more "blessing juice" and with My blessing juice on his fingers scott traced each plate, bowl and cup that he would use for supper.

- God, this takes a long time - You better be enjoying it !! -

Any after dinner, scott was allowed to sit next to Me on the couch as we cuddled. When I allow him to sit on the couch with Me he is  allowed to fondle My breasts and nipples without any further permission needed.

Then after a bit of TV and without a word, I took scott by his dick and walked him into the bedroom and I sat on My bed as I held him in front of Me.

"you're such a good boy" I said as I squeezed his dick that was out the bottom of his crotch less panties. "I want you to make vanilla love to Me tonight. you have My permission to do anything you want but it has to be like we're teenagers first making love - I don't want to just be fucked - Understand???

"Yes, Ma'm" he mumbled

and with that I pulled his head down to Me and we began kissing and he began to rub my breasts and kiss them like a teenager. Then his hands were on My belly then My pussy and he began to rub Me in the that special way just like I taught him to do.

nothing rubbed Me just perfectly for about 2-3 minutes, then he began to mount Me. I asked what he was doing and he said, "fucking you like a teenager" and in he went. scott pumped his dick in Me for about 3 minutes and then he came - I patted his back as he came and looked up at the ceiling - this was not funny!

Gotta go - come back !

Continued: August 25, 2002

I pushed the scott off Me and said "I don't think that's funny mister"

"I'm sorry, I thought that is what you wanted" he said.

"Not EVEN Close!" I said

"Do you want me to clean you?" he mumbled

"It'll be sometime before you're allowed to even get close to Me!" I said "Now, get up and change these sheets - I don't want to be able to smell your scent on My sheets tonight" and with that said, I left the room.

scott came out and was very apologetic but I was angry and hurt, so I told him he was not allowed to be in the same room I was in and I to go do some chores - WASH THOSE SHEETS ! and he did.

I went over to the couch and tried to control My emotions, but couldn't. So I called scott in to Me and told him it was time for him to go to bed for the night. I added that if he had to pee, he was to use the urinal bottle that's in his room and except for fire or emergency, he was not to come out of his room until "tomorrow" and that he BETTER NOT touch his dick EXCEPT to pee.

scott left for his room and I sat on the couch watching TV but I was still hurt and angry.

Finally, I got up and went to scott's room. "You're grounded for two weeks mister and you'll do your chores and be in bed by 8:00 pm every night of the next two weeks - do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'm" he whimpered

I shut out the lights in his room and told him "now, go to sleep!"

I was too upset to punish him physically especially since I know that is what he wanted and I just didn't want to touch him. I only punish scott when I WANT to punish him, not when he wants.

scott was a very BAD boy!

Well - you wanted a daily journal - This is the way it happened - Not very sexy huh? You asked for real -

 Monday - August 26, 2002

scott spent the weekend doing chores - every minute he was awake - These are the days that I get the entire house cleaned and dusted - Every little special knick-knack is dusted all by itself and is dusted as it should be.  To make certain that scott understood his place in My life and home - I laid out the crotch less panties for Saturday and for Sunday I picked out a nice yellow and white pair.

We began each morning with scott's ass being reddened with the paddle and each morning with him accepting My strap-on until I felt certain he was no longer feeling like he was the man. I wanted him to be sore all day - both days and I wanted scott to lose whatever it was that made him upset Me and to Me that meant he had to lose sperm and be taken and treated like a bad little boy and at the same time get rid of whatever makes him act naughty. So, while I  use My strap-on in him, he masturbates and cums and AFTER he cums is when I really pump his butt and I pumped it hard over and over and over until his ass was good and sore as it was suppose to be and I've learned that the more he is "fucked" the more he understands that he is NOT THE BOSS.

Later each night, scott dressed for bed - 8:00pm - his bed not mine - in feminine night things. But even that wasn't enough to make me feel that he lost enough of that foolishness so I had him wear makeup each evening too and when he was just right - I milked him roughly and put him to bed. Maybe sometime I'll tell you about "milking" you're little nothing but not now.

All weekend long, scott was like Cinderella - work work work and used used used and of course feminized until his attitude was again where it was suppose to be and I was sure that I had drained him of every drop of male cum and testosterone.

I'm laughing now - but it was work and he is back to being My baby and My slave and he's back to being a good little boy whose life is filled with thoughts of how to make Me happy -

Maybe I'll write later

Say, are you enjoying this journal?

Should I continue?

If you want to join My Free Yahoo Group and post a message to Me you can at

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MistressWife/

Of course it's free silly - It's a Yahoo group

But don't expect Me to take you as a slave - I don't have the time or the desire - and I don't have the time to help Wives train their little nothings - but I will respond to messages about the site or just simple questions - I'm getting better at the computer and postings so here is the address again and scott says all you have to do is click on it to join but you have to register as a Yahoo mail user - Just don't use your real name or anything - ok?

Bye hon's -