My wife has to go to the eye hospital, she wants me to drive her there and collect her later in the day after the treatment. I have been given a belt and some rope to hold the chains from dragging on the ground and a long leather coat from my Gothic younger days which reaches to the ground and can hide the shackles and chains very well when walking, I drove the car around the block and the shackles didn’t seem to bother me or hamper the control.
So in summery, I won’t loose any of my privileges this side of the hospital trip on Thursday 17th.
So much more temptation and opportunity to misbehave !!!

And I did misbehave !!!

I opened the bottle of vodka today, weather is bad and I was bored. My wife was home and couldn’t believe what I was doing as I took the first shot of the forbidden alcohol and breaking the rules – so nice I had to have more!
No points or privileges lost as I now hold the advantage because of Thursday, let’s hope I don’t pay the price for misconduct after Thursday 😦

My wife is surprised how accepting and passive I have been, I have won back my shoes and am pretty contented in myself. I think I have hit that point in time now, where I am now accepting my predicament and just trying to make things as easy as possible for myself, for the remaining 59 days wearing these shackles.

What a weekend, I have just finish cleaning up after a very busy weekend although I managed to earn 20 points giving me 76 points towards my target of 100.

This weekend has been a gardening weekend on both Saturday and sunday with a difference, as well as being shackled I was also tethered with a long chain to railings only wearing my socks. the gardening involved cutting the grass, trimming the hedges, digging up plants that were no longer wanted, pressure washing and general tidying.

My socks were saturated and clogged with mud, my shackles were also caked with mud and the tether chain was equally as dirty. Both Saturday evening and this evening I have had to thoroughly clean my shackles, the tether chain, hand wash my socks and finally have a shower, then clean the house where I have walked through making a trail of dirt.

I am certainly glad the Autumn garden tidy is now complete for this year as I am so tired and aching all over. I was not happy doing all this work with just socks on my feet, but my wife reminded me if I hadn’t misbehaved I could have worn my boots, I agreed.

Just have to make supper and then I am allowed to go to bed. Lets hope going forward for the remaining 63 days I can please my wife and not be punished. Wearing these shackles really is punishment enough.

Things have begun to go well again after a shaky start yesterday where I overslept and was late making breakfast and the packed lunch was quickly put together for my wife and was not up the the expected standard so I didn’t get any points, but didn’t loose any. The daytime and dinner went well and I was awarded 7 points which took me to 56 points.

My wife presented me with the key to the garage to retrieve my box of socks, it was wet, windy and raining (hence why it was down to me). I was bare foot in shorts and tee-shirt and got drenched. In the garage I saw my drill, drill bits and my shoes, what temptation to remove these shackles or leave the garage unlocked and go out there while the wife is at work. Those were my thoughts but I thought better of it, as breaking this agreement would be very bad and punishing for me. I collected the box locked up and came back into the house dripping wet and handed the key back. You really can’t move as fast as you would want to when the weather is horrendous.

Here I am now happy and comfortable, done my days work and now going to prepare the ingredients dinner. I am beginning to feel like a real slave.

A quick update as I have to entertain the wife this evening as she claims she has had a hard day at work.

A good day today after a reasonable nights sleep. Work and tasks done. earning me 20 points for all aspects, taking me to the edge of getting relief from the shackles on my bare ankles (they are so sore).

I am very happy with the reward as this has taken me to 49. I am hoping to keep up the momentum, keep good house and tasty meals to earn me some comfort going forward for my remaining 67 days.

Well I paid a price for the last post, 2 comments were deemed unacceptable. I immediately lost 10 points leaving me 11 short of getting back to a degree of comfort.

I was given 2 choices of punishment, loose 2 x 10 points for the comments or be tethered with a chain to the pipes in the kitchen and sleep on the floor with only a large towel.

I choose the kitchen floor option as I really want to earn back my socks, this was very uncomfortable and I really didn’t sleep at all, however I was in the right place to prepare the breakfast and my my wife’s packed lunch which she was very happy with.

I was unlocked from the chain and given my list of tasks, alongside my normal daytime work. All was going well, I completed my day’s work by about 1pm and had lunch, now for the housework… no! I decided to have a lie down for an hour giving me plenty of time to do all the tasks on the list. You can probably guess what happened, yep I over slept and woke to the noise of the front door opening some 3 hours later, no tasks done, no dinner preparations, I’m in big trouble again.

No points awarded for breakfast, lunch (even though it was perfect) and a further -10 for not doing tasks and late dinner. 24 hours has seen me 1 point away form getting back my socks to now being 21 points away. I have to try harder, but I feel I am doing my best against the odds. Since the points system has been introduced my wife has been very strict, but at the same time fair.

Been busy today so beginning to accept and forget about the shackles until I move and then they announce there presence on my poor sore ankles.

Now I am on a points system to help making things more comfortable by earning back socks and maybe my shoes, 25 more points for the first item return.

This weekend was disappointing, I was expecting to earn up to 10 points for ordering this weeks shopping, but I missed a few items and lost 6 points, so only 4 gained giving me 29 points.

Apart for the shopping there was not too much I could do to earn points, I had to watch my wife finish off the bottle of wine all to herself with dinner, I cleared up and did all the dishes, we watched TV and went to bed earlier for a bit of intimacy.

Sunday I made breakfast for her in bed, if fact Sunday I did everything so she didn’t have to. However I was expecting a nice award of points Sunday evening but I only got 6 (this time I didn’t argue). She could see my disappointment but said I lost points because my chains were too noisy and kept her waking Saturday night (I put it down to the 500ml of wine).

Today (Monday), I made the packed lunch, breakfast and dinner hoping to get my 50 points milestone but she awarded me 14 points. That has now taken me to 49 points, one short (that was a crafty and carefully thought out award).

One more day and my socks may be returned 🙂

 

After getting over my 2 days of punishment for my own stupidity, I am now frantically trying to earn back some relief from having heavy metal rings resting on my ankles which are rubbing with every step I make. the only partial relief from the discomfort is to wear my tracksuit bottoms low on my waist and wrapping the bottoms around the shackles.

I need to earn 50 points to get my socks back and 100 to get my hi-top trainers back, yesterday I bagged 5 points which could have been 7 if I didn’t argue. Today was a good gain as virtually everything scored high: 3 out of 5 for breakfast, 4 out of 5 for my wife’s packed lunch for her work, 8 out of 10 for dinner and 5 out of 10 for cleaning and tidying the house. I now have 25 points. Now it’s the weekend the opportunity to earn a high number of points is limited. Providing I behave I could reach the first target (50) by Tuesday or Wednesday, let’s hope I can do everything asked and not make too many mistakes and lose points as opposed to gaining points.

This points system has been very successful in keeping me in check by working hard, behaving myself and setting goals. i have got over the sad spell of time as I am now kept busy so no time to think about getting sad, also the punishment made me realise how bad thing could become “that’s was real sadness for me”.

After feeling sad for longer than I can remember in the past being shackled, I thought I would try to cheer myself up, this was a big mistake which I have been made to regret and will now regret for the rest of my sentence being shackled.

What happened, Tuesday I finished my work just after lunch still feeling sad, regretful and becoming a bit bored. I thought taking a shot or two of vodka would help me settle and it did have a bit of a desired effect, so I thought I will have another and another then things became a little out of control. To cut the story short I cleared away a whole bottle.

That was not the worst, I began to feel quite unwell and didn’t make it to the bathroom, I couldn’t stand  in the shackles at all well and the stairs was a challenge too far. My wife found me in a heap, drunk and a mess all over me and the floor when she came in from work around 4pm.

My punishment was immediate. I was made to have a cold shower to sober up a bit, was made to wear heavy handcuffs and have a short heavy chain locked to my shackles to limit my movement in the house, moreover after already losing my hi-top trainers I now have lost my socks so the shackles are on my bare legs / ankles. I have just spent 2 days like this and fed on just basic food and water, no access to a TV, phone or computer, only looking at my countdown timer.

I now had good reason to be sad and bored, all the alcohol has been locked in the garage out of my reach. However my wife has kept her side of the agreement, very strict if I drift out of line and made me post this in detail.

I now have to try and win back some of my privileges as I still have a very long journey ahead.

The realisation of being restricted and basically housebound has come home to me on Thursday, I am currently going through a time of sadness and regret but usually I get over it within a week.

When I am working from home next week I will begin to forget and accept my predicament, just under 78 more days to go!!! “don’t time fly when you are enjoying yourself”

Had my hi-tops taken away (they will not be returned until the end (December 8th)) for not appreciating my wife’s wonderful idea of providing a countdown clock for me to watch most times day and night, now its a little more sore moving around because the shackle are now resting on the ankle bone and socks don’t help too much when walking. I need to behave to keep all my socks and not suffer more restriction / torment.

Some may ask why do it, well I do enjoy losing my freedom and be restricted, restrained and controlled. My wife and I mutually agree to do this and plan ahead the schedule, the rules and the methods of punishment. Yes there are hard times and easy, but when you have achieved the goal and get released you appreciate freedom so much more.