I’m losing the enthusiasm for this game. I think this could have something to do with other problems far more important getting in the way.
Last week has been particularly busy at work. Nearly every night I have been working late, unable to give My Dearest an accurate time as to when I will be home. Then I had to work on Saturday. Lots of people do work on Saturday I grant you, and I do so regularly. But put into context that this past week should have been a week of annual leave for me. You can perhaps understand My Dearest’s frustration.
The next weighing was last Monday 27th March. The stressful and extended hours of working last week had resulted in me nibbling lot more than usual. Fruit yes, but still a source of sugar. I was guessing that I would not have lost a huge amount of weight. Over the week. I stepped on the scales and it read 13 stone 7 pounds. I then tried again, 13 stone 6 pounds, then again 13 stone 5 pounds. I was starting to enjoy this. At one point I got it to read 13 stone 2 pounds.
After fiddling about, making sure there was no dirt where it shouldn’t be, then moving it to another part of the floor (you never know). At last I managed to get a consistent result. Sadly not as low as 13 stone 2 pounds, but to the original read out of 13 stone 7 pound. Exactly 2 pounds lost over the week.
Under the rules, I am allowed out of the chastity device for 1 complete day. My Dearest handed me the key.
It is now Wednesday and I should have been locked back last night. I don’t know if My Dearest has forgotten or decided to be generous, but she did not hand me her padlock. So I am still unlocked, after last week I am very happy to have a bit of a holiday so I am not going to remind her. I am still trying to loose weight and this week I am going to try and shed more than the obligatory 2 pounds.
