Its work again!

it is one option.
I have to study and think about different solutions.
Anyway, it's good that this forum works in some way now.

Diary update has been too long a break, I'm sorry about that.
It seems that the forum layout problem is only my computer
It may be something to do but right now The Committee does not consider it a big problem. Everything else works well.

Weather report: Here is still beautiful summer weather but really hot days are over.
This has been a strange summer. Normally, Finland may have 10 to 15 really hot days in the summer or even less. This year, there have been almost 65 days.
Some people predict that it means that the next winter is very cold ... and others think that winter is also warm ... We see it then, in the spring we are wiser I'm not a weather expert.

In any case after this month I will return to my normal clothing. I get a few new leather skirts for my use.
I have been pleased with the fact that I had a light skirts in hot summer time, when the summer is over we return to the old routine.
A long leather skirt limits me more than a light summer skirt but still i miss it already. It is "normal" to me and gives a good feeling in some strange way.

I had a visitor last Sunday.
My "old" friend. She is my best friend, and perhaps the only real one.
She's a gateway to ordinary life, We're talking about very ordinary things, she always tells what's going on in her "normal" life. It is nice.
This time it was special that she was allowed to touch me, she made manicure to me!
Of course there were special rules for that. My hands were locked with a handcuff to the desk, as always at meetings. but now there was a steel bar between my hands so I could not get  hands together. I had to keep the hands in place all the time.

That and many other rules are perfectly normal for her. She never doubts them and does not wonder. For her, it is normal that I am under a lot of controls and constraints. That's why I like her a lot.
She tells about her own life, work, family and children. From everyday things that are already a little stranger to me.
It was a good time and time was fast. The hour is a pretty short time when we rarely meet nowadays.

Last edited by Miisa Karlsson (2018-08-21 12:25:24)

the craftsman has released new pictures of his work, they are very beautiful!

https://bep.pic.fi/gallery/Handmade+Pro … abbits.JPG

https://bep.pic.fi/gallery/Handmade+Pro … ur+Collar+(1).JPG

http://bep.pic.fi

My design of skirt and harness photography is maybe tomorrow, it's exciting!

Yesterday was an exciting day.
I was out of here. Outside the jail, cells, the building and the yard.

I had an appointment with the doctor and  some tests were taken. They were normal tests, blood and urine samples.
I have a familiar doctor who knows the specialties of my life. He has also visited me here but now he thinks it is better that blood samples and the like are done in their lab. That's why I had to be transported there.

It was a fun change!
Some changes were made to my normal restraints because the Committee did not wish that people from outside can see them.

The car we used to move was the same as before. there were already familiar restraint systems.
Under the bench there was an anchorage point where my legcuffs hobble was locked.
The bench around was a wide special belt backrest that tied me tight to the seat,
My hands were locked at my waist.
Normal travel routine.
The drive was about 40 minutes. I enjoy that much! The weather was not the best (it was rainy) but still I could see a lot of things, it was awesome.

Before leaving, in the morning, the guards put tight leather straps below my knees.
I was a bit concerned about them. When we had walked in the car and my leg was locked to the floor, the guard placed the leather belt between the knees straps. It was maybe 20 cm or shorter. It did not really bother me when I was sitting in the car.

When we arrived at the medical center parking lot, guard fetched a wheelchair,
the other guard stayed with me in the car.
They removed my backrest belt and told me to turn in the car inward.
When I was turned, they opened my waist chain lock and removed the vertical downline chain (between waist and hobble). Then they opened my legcuffs and took them away!
Only then did I understand the purpose of the knee straps and belt.
Although I have a long leather skirt, legcuffs would have been visible under the skirt. the leather belts between the knees are not visible but they are even more effective.

When the legcuffs were removed it was a great emotional feeling. I was not caught anywhere!
Of course I had restraints, handcuffs etc but I was not locked into anything!
The guards found my feelings. "Calm down" man said "when you are calm, everything goes well".
He put the wheelchair next to the car and they helped me out of the car. It was a bit difficult because my hands were locked in front of the waist and there was little movement on the knees.
When I was sitting in a wheelchair, female security guard put me a belt that circled the wheelchair back. I was caught in a chair.
They took a small blanket from the car and put it on my lap. My handcuffs were now hidden.
Finally they shortened the belt between my knees and put on the skirt neatly.
I wonder what the action looks like if someone looks at us, but I came to the conclusion that it is quite normal with people with reduced mobility or with disabilities. No one paid attention to us.

They pushed me into the building, the lobby was big and the lifts were close. People did not have a lot because it was still morning. We boarded the elevator to the third floor.
Already in the elevator, traveling was fun, it had a glass wall and I saw it all the way ... three floors, little fun anyway but for me big thing

When we reached the medical center lobby, we passed it directly to the doctor's door. There was no need to register a reception desk. It annoyed me because I would have liked to act as a "normal" customer.
The doctor's door was at the end of the corridor. The guard pushed me in and left the chair so that my face was facing the wall. I could not see anything, and no one could see me. I understood it, but still I was so annoyed. I would have liked to see people and normal life.

We just had to wait a short while and the doctor took us in.
The doctor was familiar already so we did not have to hide anything.
My handcuffs and chains opened and my upper body was stripped naked. The guards helped me, that was a normal routine.
Doctor asked me normal questions, study me. He listened to my lungs and heart.
He told me to lie down on the examination table, on my back.
The guard took the boots off my leg. The doctor examined even my feet and toes. He was very thorough.
He pressed my lower abdomen and examined the sides. He also examined the breast, strong but not unnecessarily rough handling.

He tested my abdominal muscles. The guard kept my ankles and I had to lift up the upper body, then also bend the chest. many times.
It belongs to my every morning program, Doctor wanted to see how it is doing.
I was proud of my performance, the doctor said he saw progress but the exercise needed to be continued and added every morning. I am still weak.
The same test was done for back muscles. Better than before but not good enough.
Leg muscles were also tested, I went squat and up many times but I got tired quickly.

The doctor did not praise me. We noticed the development compared to the former but it was not enough in his opinion.
I was a little disappointed that I would have liked to have praised me. Like a small child who wants attention.

I was dressed again and I was sitting in a wheelchair.
Dr. examine the skin on my neck, it is surprisingly good condition although there have been a hot summer and steelcollar has been locked up all the time.
The appointment of a doctor was over.

The guard put me back on a wide belt that tied me to the wheelchair.
We went to the laboratory for blood samples. It was on the same floor, the trip was short.
"hold your arms in the lap, and look at them. Do not take eye contact anybody," the guard ordered.
The nurse was nice and talkative. The guard told him that I am shy and timid, afraid of a blood test.
The nurse was understandable and particularly accurate. He held me as some kind of disability. I did not fix it. That was the easiest way.

We came out of the laboratory at and immediately after that we went to the  wheelchair suitable toilet.
There I got my normal handcuffs and waistchain.

The same trip back. Lobby ... elevator..park and car.
They helped me into the car and locked legcuffs and chains as usual.
Wide belt around me and around the seat.

The guards told me that the Committee wanted to reward me for good behavior.
We can go get fast food (McDonalds) if I want to.
It felt great about the idea. For a normal person the same award could be dinner in Paris. I was excited, like a child!

The guard drove to the nearby McDonalds, in the far corner of the parking lot, next to the wall. I did not see anything other than a brick wall.
Another guard went to buy food and we left in the car.
I asked gently if he could turn the car so that I may see something like.
It was not possible, it was a security issue.

I was disappointed again. I was now in addition to sure that because I'm accustomed to a specific, simple diet, McDonalds meal mixed with my stomach, and the next night I had diarrhea or something ...

After waiting the guard came back with the meals.
She opened my right wrist cuff and put it on the left wrist.
I could eat with my right hand. Chicken burger and ice water.
The Hamburger was not very heavy and I was sure that my stomach would withstand it. I had a better mind.
It was good but I could not eat everything. I eat small portions. Children's "Happy Meal" would have been good to me.
After eating my wrist was locked again.

We drove back to "home" and the routine continued.

Day and trip was very exciting and emotional. I liked it, it gave a variation of my routine.

Last edited by Miisa Karlsson (2018-09-18 14:53:51)

Finland's largest national news agency made a story at the event where our products were exhibited!
The story also tells the S/M- and Kinky culture in general.
Pictures are fine, I'm so proud!
The story tells a manufacturer and model, it's nice that they get publicity. My role is to be hidden, as always, that's good.

https://yle.fi/uutiset/3-10407987

A new product for male prisoners / slaves!

http://bep.pic.fi/gallery/Handmade+Prod … sting.jpeg

In my opinion, this new product for male prisoners / slaves is very beautiful but also very safe and secure.
It is so wide that it can not be thrown into danger, it forces the head to a fine position.
It is a perfect and safe tool for prisoner / slave control. It is designed for long-term use.
And again, it's a great handwork!

Last edited by Miisa Karlsson (2018-09-21 10:52:41)

agricola64 wrote:

nice!

might also look good on some strudy females

Last edited by agricola64 (Yesterday 23:06:20)

Of course the collar also works for women.
This collar is for strong use.
The manufacturer says that it can also be used for towing the car.

agricola64 wrote:

"well - using a slave or prisoner to tow the car will sure cut down on the gasoiline costs ..

do you plany to to design pony girls stuff as well ?"

You have read my thoughts.
I sent sketches to the manufacturer last week.
He has a bit of a hurry now   After the last event he got a lot of orders.
... It is of course a good thing, but he can not now quickly implement my new ideas!

One new thing.
I started a new "work", my friend sells used leather clothes, etc. on the net.
  My job is to maintain web site: I will add pictures and information there, delete them, etc.
I have a lot of work today, sometimes the days are full.
I am maybe cheap worker  but it's fun.
I like that here are things to do!