Tuesday June 30th – Sunday July 5th 2009

This whole week was all work with no cross dressing or sexy clothing to report.  While work went well and we were presented with some exciting opportunities, there was no excitement on the slave or sissy front.  i found precious little time to go online and so was out of contact with Mistress Ana, Lady Dynah, Goddess Joyce and Senora Sylvia. Consequently i will not bore you further.

By Saturday July 4th, i had been in chastity for 3 full weeks.  Twenty one days!  i still had experienced little discomfort and was still in a constant state of emotional arousal.  This morning, i was also in a severe state of physical arousal and for only the second time felt the need to try and get some relief.  Even though i knew it would be to know avail, i toyed with and pinched my nipples while working my cock cage back and forth against the handbasin in the bathroom.  What a fruitless exercise.  i succeeded only in increasing my arousal and exhausting myself at the same time to say nothing of making my nipples sore.

And so, with a flight departure for Australia at 2.00pm, my partner took me to the airport at 10.00am.  i was dressed still in male garb, not a single feminine item on me.  However, i had slipped a pink lace bra and matching panties in with my cabin baggage and, once checked in and in the Club lounge, i quickly went to the toilets and slipped into something more comfortable.

On the plane, i was seated on the aisle seat in business class and was delighted when a very attractive blonde lady came to sit beside me in the window seat.  She was of similar age to me, introduced herself as Barb as i finished helping stow Her cabin baggage and quite animated in conversation.  She was returning from a holiday and had left Her husband in Uruguay where he had gone on a shooting expedition.  She was so attractive and animated, clearly also very observant and intelligent, i was looking forward to a very pleasant flight with good company.  Sadly though, when they came around taking orders for pre-dinner drinks, it transpired that she was in the wrong seat.  Her seat as on the other side of the plane and had no one adjacent to Her so, She chose to move.

i watched movies throughout the flight, nothing too scintillating on the menu i’m afraid but it whiled away the 13 hours to Sydney.  Sydney though was likely to be a problem for me.  i had with me the wooden humbler, a gift for Mistress Ana.  Australian quarantine insist that you declare all wooden items and they inspect them carefully.  i was expecting an embarrassing moment or two to say the least as i was directed over to a quarantine desk.  i don’t know if i would have preferred a female quarantine officer or a male but i got the latter.  i placed the humbler on the counter.

“What exactly is it?” he asked.
“A kind of press” i replied.
A press for what?” he asked again to which i felt like saying “nuts” but probably wisely simply said “its a kind of sex toy.”
He took another quick glance at it and then said “well Ok then, on you go.”
i am not sure whether he was embarrassed or not but he hastily moved me on once i had confessed as to its use.  Oddly, i felt no embarrassment.  Have i no longer any shame?

From there, a transfer to the domestic terminal for my flight to Perth during which i was reunited with Barb and we renewed our conversation.  She was heading to Melbourne and we parted once my flight was called.

i arrived in Perth on time and was collected from the airport by my Wife.  It was lovely to be home again with Her but now i had to manage to get out of my bra and panties without Her knowledge.  This as straightforward and managed quite expertly while in the bathroom after She had climbed into bed.  Also, with just the bathroom light silhouetting me, She did not notice the CB-2000.  i was not worried that She might get amorous, it just does not happen these days since She is aware that i can no longer get let alone sustain an erection  And so, on that note, my life returned to normal, if indeed it is ever normal.