Xmas blog 010


Some riggers use this basic routine to check on the learning of students, , as I’ve lost my confidence a lot lately. Sir suggested I go back to basics.

Running man into face down

Into inversion

Into face up.  Then down.

Going through this again really relit my fire and made me realise how far I have come in my rigging since i las tried it.


Sir’s rig with chloe. .

Then as always its home for a late lunch and chill, working on various rope/bdsm documents and checklists. Chloe is now off home for a few weeks, so I’m afriad you won’t spot her in next week’s blog.


Post night shift. I love working nights, but oh I do hate the insomniac looking eyes, any solutions to this not involving make up gratefully received!

I awake just before lunch, don my favourite gown and sleepily crawl from our bed to Master who’s working on his book in the lounge.  I wait by his knees and he greets me with a big kiss, before getting to his knees excitedly telling me he has thought up a tie where I won’t be able to close my legs (you’d think this easy, but we spent several weeks on it last year and gave up in the end)

The tie is awesome! And yeah. .. we had lots of fun with it 😉


E day!

This time we are off to visit her at her home to install a hard point. Woop! She takes a leap of faith, and Sir starts digging into the ceiling hoping to find a hidden beam.

Found one!  Sir drills a hole through it and passes through a strap. Hey presto!

 Its without a fair amount of mess mind!

Back home Sir and I continue to work on our respective chapters for the submissive guide book we are writing.


We decide to have a christmas chill out day.  Working only a little on the book, then mulled wine, chestnuts and of course pre-xmas mandatory viewing of die hard 🙂

The evening is filed with my lovely sis, Dia. We have pizza and wine, she brings me tons of my favourite red wine as a Christmas present. Happy days.

Her butt looks great in a handstand I think we will all agree 🙂


Definitely a day of play!  Sir decides to change the die hard drinking game (where you have to drink everytime that someone dies). Into A spank for everytime someone dies.. it was really funny, until a plane crashed with 230 passengers. .. and no Sir isn’t one to let us off. Chuckles. Our behinds where looking very red by the end of the film.

Saturday – Christmas eve

A day of tidying and cleaning, attending to small creatures. We visit shops in preparation for Christmas and manage to squeeze in a little rope too.

I haven’t been much of a Christmas fan for a while, my husband left me a few days before Xmas a few years ago and since Christmas hasnt felt good. I shed a few tears knowing I won’t see Master for a few days. I’m then off for the night shift.

Christmas day

It was a hellish night shift, which involved my fingers being pushed backwards and my little finger got the brunt and dislocated. Rather painful shift to say the least, I stupidly drive home and cry into my pillow until sleep. I wake suddenly to Master climbing into bed to kiss me passionately.  I’m lifted and just looking into his eyes I feel so happy.  Alas it’s only a quick visit but I’m amazingly grateful. We have a quick play with rope before he leaves.

I’m Then off to my Aunts with my parents. My auntie loves Christmas sooooooo much! So much her toilet is christmassy.

By the evening I’m quickly realising my hand is to sore and stiff to drive.  I have plans to see my tp friends, and after making my apologies I wouldn’t be able to make the drive. . Beautiful ellie makes a call to my sis and she then makes a 2hr drive to come and get me.

Waiting for her outside I shed a few tears, I feel so blessed to have such kind people in my life.

It’s an evening of sillyness, drinks, gifts, and of course the odd bit of sadomasocism.

Beautiful bambi poking Dias bruises she got from Sirs die hard game on Friday. Tehehe. Ain’t she cute!

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About CheshireCat_MMH

I am a bound girl, an on my knees yes please girl, but just to be clear I am those things to my Master only. I am also a rigger, the gentle sweet kind - who will turn up the pressure oh so slowly that you wont realize I am hurting you till you hear your own whimper. We make rope, made with a sadists love my Master says - or at least thats what he tells me as he grabs hold of my nipples while I am working the rope. So what will you find here? Well... it might be a snap shoot into our lives.. you can see a little about our rope on www.mmhjute.com and my masters rope pics on www.instagram.com/mastermhatter here... here you will find snap shoots and moments behind the scenes, and probably...me in the bath tub with beautiful girls who leave me weak at the knees.

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