Synopsis:
i was to continue my catheter training, but i was allowed to drink regular water now so i may cleanse for 48 hours. Today i was to also have my purple dildo and vibrating butt plug inserted, with cling wrap holding it all in.
Assignment:
i did not sleep well last night. i did cry my way to sleep, and did wake up several times. Lots was weighing on my mind, and the huge chunk being that the 30th was the 1 month anniversary with Miss. However, i ruined it and now we won't be celebrating it together. After waking up a few times, it was eventually time for me to get up. Removing my mask, collar and cuffs i would rise from the ground next to my bed where i sleep. The entire time i know my mind was preoccupied with more thoughts of my stupidity.
Making my way to the washroom, i would immediately go through my usual routine. First emptying the catheter to a bottle so i could store in the fridge later. Then once empty i would remove the catheter and bag to clean. Next step was my shower, with the customary enema at the end. Once the bag was filled, and the nozzle wedged to my butt, i did kneel to the shower floor. Unlike other times though i did curl to a ball, and while the enema drained to me i cried, and cried and cried. i miss Her...Through my tears i did give myself the 2 enemas before exiting to dry my body, my tears and expel the enema contents to the toilet.
Once the catheter and bag were reattached, i would exit the washroom to choose my clothes for the day. Before dressing, i did prepare my task for the day. First i inserted my purple dildo to my pussy, then i inserted my vibrating butt plug into my rear. Next with the cling wrap from the kitchen (and being in the kitchen) i began to wrap around my waist and between my legs, making sure to not get in the way of the catheter, yet in a way so it would hold both toys in my orifices. Once it was all tight i made my way to my room to get my clothes on, choosing today to wear of course no underwear or bra, my black skirt, with a black and white top.
As i finished dressing, next on my agenda was breakfast. Not feeling too energetic, or even happy, i just choose a banana and an apple. Drinking with it a bottle of fresh water. i did make sure to pack my 1 liter bottle of water, and carry a few empty bottles to work so i can "recycle" at work for when i am to drink it again. For now i was slightly happy for the allowed fresh water from Master. Although my feeling of depression had carried through my whole afternoon.
My drive to work was rather non-eventful. i did make sure to have the butt plug on low setting before i got into the car. However my mood put a damper on any of the pleasure. Or maybe i have just gotten used to it from past training. At work i found out i was to be on the phone the whole day in the call center. My whole day was pretty uneventful, calls, a mild day for customers. i made sure to go empty the catheter bag when it was full, taking my big bag with me so i could harvest the contents to bottles.
When lunch came around i had some left over steamed vegetables from the other night, with it i drank just water from my liter bottle. During that time i did take the free time to make a confirmation call to my new black friend. Master wished to to set up an event with him for tomorrow which i confirmed. He did say to meet him earlier, then later in the night there would be a party. Besides that i will not go into more details and ruin the surprise to the blog readers.
The rest of my day dragged on. i made sure to drink a liter of water almost every hour to hour and a half. i did not really feel the embarrassment of the catheter or even the toys wrapped to me. i did worry about my events for Saturday, but not as much as i was sad. About an hour after my break i did go to empty my catheter bag into a bottle, and at that time i felt like i was having an anxiety attack. i curled to a corner of the handicap washroom and cried more. Holding tissue in my hand i balled my eyes out. My many days being away from Miss has been really building up.
i did carry on after i cleaned up holding back tears, yet feeling very moody for the rest of the day. Nothing too much more happened. Work ended early for me. i had a slow drive home, listening to slow sad music. Even went through a road block, which i was waved through without any problems. Made it home to a simple salad with no dressing, drinking more water. i don't think my mind wandered much from the thought of hurting and disappointing my Miss. So much She would get rid of me for a while. i just feel lost and heartbroken. i never use the word "cunt", but that is all i am...a stupid cunt.
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Thoughts for the 30th of July 2011
Today is the 1 month anniversary of my collaring to Miss Lindy. i should be happy and celebrating right now....but instead, She is mad at me. i am not even with Her, as She has given me away to a Master so i can earn my way back to being with Her.
Last night i went to sleep crying, and i was not even able to sleep very well. i just kept thinking of my Miss, and how much of an idiot i have been. Just not being with Her, or even getting a few words from Her has been driving at me hard. All through the day (the 29th as i have not slept yet) i have just felt down. i'm the reason why my 1 month anniversary will not be with Her. Seriously this has weighed heavily on my heart and mind. i feel down, very low, and heartbroken.
i miss Her greatly.....
i feel truly and utterly sorry....
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Last night i went to sleep crying, and i was not even able to sleep very well. i just kept thinking of my Miss, and how much of an idiot i have been. Just not being with Her, or even getting a few words from Her has been driving at me hard. All through the day (the 29th as i have not slept yet) i have just felt down. i'm the reason why my 1 month anniversary will not be with Her. Seriously this has weighed heavily on my heart and mind. i feel down, very low, and heartbroken.
i miss Her greatly.....
i feel truly and utterly sorry....
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Friday, 29 July 2011
Assignment for the 28th of July 2011
Synopsis:
Still with Master as punishment from my Miss. i am still eating plain simple meals with no meats and drinking my own harvested water. Today i was to wear my tailed plug, catheter and bag, and a fairly short skirt all day. Also i was to flirt with the fourth male i saw today no matter the looks or status.
Assignment:
Waking up today i would pull to a kneel on the floor where i slept. Thinking all that has gone on the last few days i stayed for a few minutes in my contemplative state before removing the mask, collar, and cuffs which i wear every night to bed. Placing those items to my night stand i would make a deviation to my activities to check my computer before the washroom. Making sure Master or Miss did not have any other added activities while i was asleep. Seeing nothing new i made my way to the washroom.
In the washroom i performed my usual tasks, emptying the catheter to a bottle then cleaning the catheter and bag. Once the catheter was re-inserted, i would remove my tailed plug to take my daily morning shower. Like usual at the end of the shower i would fill my enema bag, then administer it 2 times so i took in 2 liters. Once i finished drying i would expel the enema to a toilet, and re-insert the tailed plug.
Once finished washing up, i would get myself changed, making sure to wear no underwear today as i was banned. i choose my thin brown skirt today that i just bought yesterday from the mall, and a white sleeveless top. The skirt was chosen as it was the perfect skirt to barely cover the tailed plug, but enough to conceal the catheter bag. Once dressed i would have a simple breakfast of "Special K" cereal, with no milk (since i forgot to get any before i said my meal for the morning) and instead poured in some "water" from one of the bottles i harvested from myself. i did eat slowly, and i did make sure to eat up every last bite, and drink every last drop. i did find this very humiliating although no one could see. i think a lot had to do with that this was a lot of my own doing, but under the task of Master and not Miss.
Once done i would grab my bottles from the refrigerator and make my way to work. At work i did go to the handicap washroom to just change to my work top as i was working the retail front again today for the first half of my shift. As the shift started i did bite my lower lip nervously, knowing i would have to fulfill a task for Sir soon. Counting the people as they came. In the first 10 minutes, the person came. The fourth male i seen since starting work. He was a fairly tall, slightly out of shape, man, with some grey hair. i estimated about 40-45 years old. As he came to ask for his package i would right away act flirty with him, being extra outgoing and even winking and giggling to him more than i would any customer. i would even say let me see if i could find his package, making sure to emphasize the word package, and even licking my upper lip. i was very glad my one co-worker was in the back as she would not have liked the way i was acting. Once i had the man's package i would come back saying my hand was on his PACKAGE, with a giggle. The man would sign off on the package and i would ask if i could get his number. The man did smile to me, and i could tell he was nervous. However his only reaction would be after the smile, he pointed to the ring on his finger then turn and walk out the door with his package.
i would continue my day as usual. i would empty the bag 3 times at work. Once during the first half, about an hour and a half into the first half of my shift. Second at lunch and third close to an hour and a half or so before the end of my shift. Every emptying of the bag i would perform to one of the bottles i had emptied today. At lunch i had just a sandwich that was nothing more than bread and vegetables. Drinking only my own harvested water, as i have been doing for most of the day. Except near the end of the day when i ran out, i would keep my intake of water high, drinking fresh water only now.
The end of my shift could not come quicker, i would make my way out and to my car. i could not wait to come home, as in my mind getting home signified the end of the day. Another day ending means another day closer to being back with my Miss. My drive was interrupted though as i wound up with a flat tire midway home. i was not happy about this as i knew this would take me a while. i had called my BCAA number as i had a free tire change, but had to wait for near an hour for the person to get there, and then a half hour for the change.
Once the tire was changed to my spare, i did drive home, strip naked and wash myself a bit. My catheter bag had become full by the time i got home so i did empty it to a new bottle to place in the refrigerator. i made myself diner not long after, choosing just steamed vegetables as i promised Master yesterday. My dinner was small, and did not take long to finish. As it was completed i made my way online to detail my day to Master and Miss, in hopes my report pleases them.
Still with Master as punishment from my Miss. i am still eating plain simple meals with no meats and drinking my own harvested water. Today i was to wear my tailed plug, catheter and bag, and a fairly short skirt all day. Also i was to flirt with the fourth male i saw today no matter the looks or status.
Assignment:
Waking up today i would pull to a kneel on the floor where i slept. Thinking all that has gone on the last few days i stayed for a few minutes in my contemplative state before removing the mask, collar, and cuffs which i wear every night to bed. Placing those items to my night stand i would make a deviation to my activities to check my computer before the washroom. Making sure Master or Miss did not have any other added activities while i was asleep. Seeing nothing new i made my way to the washroom.
In the washroom i performed my usual tasks, emptying the catheter to a bottle then cleaning the catheter and bag. Once the catheter was re-inserted, i would remove my tailed plug to take my daily morning shower. Like usual at the end of the shower i would fill my enema bag, then administer it 2 times so i took in 2 liters. Once i finished drying i would expel the enema to a toilet, and re-insert the tailed plug.
Once finished washing up, i would get myself changed, making sure to wear no underwear today as i was banned. i choose my thin brown skirt today that i just bought yesterday from the mall, and a white sleeveless top. The skirt was chosen as it was the perfect skirt to barely cover the tailed plug, but enough to conceal the catheter bag. Once dressed i would have a simple breakfast of "Special K" cereal, with no milk (since i forgot to get any before i said my meal for the morning) and instead poured in some "water" from one of the bottles i harvested from myself. i did eat slowly, and i did make sure to eat up every last bite, and drink every last drop. i did find this very humiliating although no one could see. i think a lot had to do with that this was a lot of my own doing, but under the task of Master and not Miss.
Once done i would grab my bottles from the refrigerator and make my way to work. At work i did go to the handicap washroom to just change to my work top as i was working the retail front again today for the first half of my shift. As the shift started i did bite my lower lip nervously, knowing i would have to fulfill a task for Sir soon. Counting the people as they came. In the first 10 minutes, the person came. The fourth male i seen since starting work. He was a fairly tall, slightly out of shape, man, with some grey hair. i estimated about 40-45 years old. As he came to ask for his package i would right away act flirty with him, being extra outgoing and even winking and giggling to him more than i would any customer. i would even say let me see if i could find his package, making sure to emphasize the word package, and even licking my upper lip. i was very glad my one co-worker was in the back as she would not have liked the way i was acting. Once i had the man's package i would come back saying my hand was on his PACKAGE, with a giggle. The man would sign off on the package and i would ask if i could get his number. The man did smile to me, and i could tell he was nervous. However his only reaction would be after the smile, he pointed to the ring on his finger then turn and walk out the door with his package.
i would continue my day as usual. i would empty the bag 3 times at work. Once during the first half, about an hour and a half into the first half of my shift. Second at lunch and third close to an hour and a half or so before the end of my shift. Every emptying of the bag i would perform to one of the bottles i had emptied today. At lunch i had just a sandwich that was nothing more than bread and vegetables. Drinking only my own harvested water, as i have been doing for most of the day. Except near the end of the day when i ran out, i would keep my intake of water high, drinking fresh water only now.
The end of my shift could not come quicker, i would make my way out and to my car. i could not wait to come home, as in my mind getting home signified the end of the day. Another day ending means another day closer to being back with my Miss. My drive was interrupted though as i wound up with a flat tire midway home. i was not happy about this as i knew this would take me a while. i had called my BCAA number as i had a free tire change, but had to wait for near an hour for the person to get there, and then a half hour for the change.
Once the tire was changed to my spare, i did drive home, strip naked and wash myself a bit. My catheter bag had become full by the time i got home so i did empty it to a new bottle to place in the refrigerator. i made myself diner not long after, choosing just steamed vegetables as i promised Master yesterday. My dinner was small, and did not take long to finish. As it was completed i made my way online to detail my day to Master and Miss, in hopes my report pleases them.
Thursday, 28 July 2011
Assignment for the 27th of July 2011
Synopsis:
i have been given away to a Dom for a few days to earn back my Miss' trust. This is the first day of assignments for Master in which this assignment will detail.
Assignment:
Waking up today from my sleep on the floor, i would immediately pull myself to a kneel, after removing my sleeping items so i could contemplate my wrongs and think about how today i was going to be given away to a Dom. Right away i would go to the washroom and begin to perform my usual morning washroom preparations. Starting first with releasing the catheter bag contents to a bottle, then cleaning out the catheter and bag. Upon re-inserting the catheter, i would shower and fill the enema bag. i administered the enema right as my shower ended, making sure to give myself a 2 liter enema before exiting the shower to expel it. Once done i re-inserted the tailed plug to my butt which i agreed with Miss i would do as my own punishment.
One finished with my morning preparations i would enter the kitchen to place the bottle to the fridge and prepare a simple break breakfast of eggs and toast. Drinking just water with my meal. Once done i would go online to see my Miss announcing to me i have been chosen a Dom, that i will refer to as just "Master".When i saw Master's e-mail i felt really nervous, and really sad. i did not like being given away like a cheap toy. i felt like i was nothing at all, worthless and not worth my Miss' time. As i read through it i felt like crying. i was sad, and each task made me shiver and feel worse. i felt a bit depressed, but knew i had to do these things to make things right. Reading the e-mail that Master sent i would re-enter the washroom with my biggest butt plug to prepare my enema once more. My first task i did was pump myself full of 2 liters of water, then plug it up so i held it to my tummy and bowels.
Preparing quickly i would get dressed in my dark blue sweat pants with my long sleeve dark green v neck top. Leaving well early for work i would drive to the mall first, taking this chance to buy some new baggier pants and skirts so i could conceal the catheter. While shopping i made sure to carry in my hands one bottle that was filled with the catheter contents from the last day. Making sure i drank it in every department store, or whenever there were a lot of people around. i did feel very humiliated and embarrassed. i kept thinking of how i deserve this, and this was the first step in gaining my Miss' forgiveness.
i spend about an hour at the mall before i had to make my way to work. The drive was short, and i was lad as the enema was beginning to push at my stomach, with some cramps and lots of grumbling noises. Immediately at work i would enter my second home, the handicap washroom. Locking the door, i would expel the enema right away. This was to much of my relief, as i took in a minute of rest time before i administered another 2 liter enema to myself. As it began to empty to me, i did take the opportunity to drink some more of my recycled water from the bottle. Once i was re-filled with the 2 liters, i would re-insert the large plug once more, then change into my work shirt.
The first half of my shift was in the retail center, dealing with customers. i did find a lot of discomfort with the enema, and i had even noticed a few regular customers looking at my stomach which was larger than usual. Through the entire half i would keep drinking more of the
"recycled" water, making sure when i drank it that there would be customers in the store. i did have 2 different customers ask if i was drinking pee, in which i responded yes jokingly. i did tell them it was tea in the end.
Within the first hour of work i did have to go to the washroom to empty the catheter bag to one of the 2 bottles i have emptied by now. i kept in my head that this was all for the forgiveness of my Miss. All my humiliation was much deserved, and is only a small price. A worse feeling would be if my Miss did not wish for me to be Her's anymore. To make my Miss happy and earn Her forgiveness, i knew i must make sure Master was satisfied fully.
By the end of the first half of my shift, i made sure to drink close to a liter of "water" which already was double my intake. As my break hit i would immediately hit the washroom, deciding to do this before i eat. i expelled the 2 liters of enema which was to my relief once again. Taking the 5 minutes of allowed rest time, i emptied the catheter bag as it was near full to a bottle which i had just emptied before going to the washroom. As the 5 minutes was up, i began to fill myself once more with a new 2 liters of water, successfully refilling my stomach and bowels. Customary i re-plugged upon its completion. Back at my desk i would only have 10 minutes of my break left, taking the time to eat my small salad with no dressing. i did feel like i was a rabbit while eating this.
The last half of my shift i was doing the phones to more relief. Being behind a desk would limit my movements, which was good for my body. This kept me from cramping way too much, and the work kept my mind off of the occasional pain of being full of water. The last half of the shift i found that i had to empty the catheter bag only once, which i did to a bottle in the washroom. By the last hour and a half of my shift i did run out of my bottles of catheter content water, and kept with drinking regular water so i could keep my intake high. i did feel much embarrassment as i worked, talking to customers on the phone, feeling bloated. even feeling more humiliation from drinking my own piss from a bottle as i worked. My shift ended as usual, which i would dart from my desk to the car.
Once home i stripped right through the door. Making my way to the washroom i expelled the held enema to the toilet. Once done i would empty the now full catheter bag to a new bottle so i could place in the refrigerator. i did find this weird as i would be recycling my water i drink non-stop until the end of time, or until i am allowed not to by Master. Once done i went to my room and took out my clamps. Applying first my right nipple clamp to screw on and tighten. Next was the left nipple clamp, as i did the same for it. The whole time i thought this was for my Miss, before i sighed and remembered this was for Master. Looking down, i would say it to myself again then apply the clit clamp, which after all the training from the weeks previous has made it bearable for longer periods. As i finished i would prepare my dinner, which was the same as last night, tomato soup and 2 pieces of bread. Once done i came online and began to write this report.
My meals i have planned for tomorrow will be cereal for breakfast, a vegetable sandwich for lunch, and steamed vegetables for dinner. Along with this i plan to drink nothing but my own harvested water, unless i am finished all of it. Then i will drink regular water. i do hope this report pleases Master, and even Miss. i do wish to do nothing but please them both and in time earn my forgiveness.
i have been given away to a Dom for a few days to earn back my Miss' trust. This is the first day of assignments for Master in which this assignment will detail.
Assignment:
Waking up today from my sleep on the floor, i would immediately pull myself to a kneel, after removing my sleeping items so i could contemplate my wrongs and think about how today i was going to be given away to a Dom. Right away i would go to the washroom and begin to perform my usual morning washroom preparations. Starting first with releasing the catheter bag contents to a bottle, then cleaning out the catheter and bag. Upon re-inserting the catheter, i would shower and fill the enema bag. i administered the enema right as my shower ended, making sure to give myself a 2 liter enema before exiting the shower to expel it. Once done i re-inserted the tailed plug to my butt which i agreed with Miss i would do as my own punishment.
One finished with my morning preparations i would enter the kitchen to place the bottle to the fridge and prepare a simple break breakfast of eggs and toast. Drinking just water with my meal. Once done i would go online to see my Miss announcing to me i have been chosen a Dom, that i will refer to as just "Master".When i saw Master's e-mail i felt really nervous, and really sad. i did not like being given away like a cheap toy. i felt like i was nothing at all, worthless and not worth my Miss' time. As i read through it i felt like crying. i was sad, and each task made me shiver and feel worse. i felt a bit depressed, but knew i had to do these things to make things right. Reading the e-mail that Master sent i would re-enter the washroom with my biggest butt plug to prepare my enema once more. My first task i did was pump myself full of 2 liters of water, then plug it up so i held it to my tummy and bowels.
Preparing quickly i would get dressed in my dark blue sweat pants with my long sleeve dark green v neck top. Leaving well early for work i would drive to the mall first, taking this chance to buy some new baggier pants and skirts so i could conceal the catheter. While shopping i made sure to carry in my hands one bottle that was filled with the catheter contents from the last day. Making sure i drank it in every department store, or whenever there were a lot of people around. i did feel very humiliated and embarrassed. i kept thinking of how i deserve this, and this was the first step in gaining my Miss' forgiveness.
i spend about an hour at the mall before i had to make my way to work. The drive was short, and i was lad as the enema was beginning to push at my stomach, with some cramps and lots of grumbling noises. Immediately at work i would enter my second home, the handicap washroom. Locking the door, i would expel the enema right away. This was to much of my relief, as i took in a minute of rest time before i administered another 2 liter enema to myself. As it began to empty to me, i did take the opportunity to drink some more of my recycled water from the bottle. Once i was re-filled with the 2 liters, i would re-insert the large plug once more, then change into my work shirt.
The first half of my shift was in the retail center, dealing with customers. i did find a lot of discomfort with the enema, and i had even noticed a few regular customers looking at my stomach which was larger than usual. Through the entire half i would keep drinking more of the
"recycled" water, making sure when i drank it that there would be customers in the store. i did have 2 different customers ask if i was drinking pee, in which i responded yes jokingly. i did tell them it was tea in the end.
Within the first hour of work i did have to go to the washroom to empty the catheter bag to one of the 2 bottles i have emptied by now. i kept in my head that this was all for the forgiveness of my Miss. All my humiliation was much deserved, and is only a small price. A worse feeling would be if my Miss did not wish for me to be Her's anymore. To make my Miss happy and earn Her forgiveness, i knew i must make sure Master was satisfied fully.
By the end of the first half of my shift, i made sure to drink close to a liter of "water" which already was double my intake. As my break hit i would immediately hit the washroom, deciding to do this before i eat. i expelled the 2 liters of enema which was to my relief once again. Taking the 5 minutes of allowed rest time, i emptied the catheter bag as it was near full to a bottle which i had just emptied before going to the washroom. As the 5 minutes was up, i began to fill myself once more with a new 2 liters of water, successfully refilling my stomach and bowels. Customary i re-plugged upon its completion. Back at my desk i would only have 10 minutes of my break left, taking the time to eat my small salad with no dressing. i did feel like i was a rabbit while eating this.
The last half of my shift i was doing the phones to more relief. Being behind a desk would limit my movements, which was good for my body. This kept me from cramping way too much, and the work kept my mind off of the occasional pain of being full of water. The last half of the shift i found that i had to empty the catheter bag only once, which i did to a bottle in the washroom. By the last hour and a half of my shift i did run out of my bottles of catheter content water, and kept with drinking regular water so i could keep my intake high. i did feel much embarrassment as i worked, talking to customers on the phone, feeling bloated. even feeling more humiliation from drinking my own piss from a bottle as i worked. My shift ended as usual, which i would dart from my desk to the car.
Once home i stripped right through the door. Making my way to the washroom i expelled the held enema to the toilet. Once done i would empty the now full catheter bag to a new bottle so i could place in the refrigerator. i did find this weird as i would be recycling my water i drink non-stop until the end of time, or until i am allowed not to by Master. Once done i went to my room and took out my clamps. Applying first my right nipple clamp to screw on and tighten. Next was the left nipple clamp, as i did the same for it. The whole time i thought this was for my Miss, before i sighed and remembered this was for Master. Looking down, i would say it to myself again then apply the clit clamp, which after all the training from the weeks previous has made it bearable for longer periods. As i finished i would prepare my dinner, which was the same as last night, tomato soup and 2 pieces of bread. Once done i came online and began to write this report.
My meals i have planned for tomorrow will be cereal for breakfast, a vegetable sandwich for lunch, and steamed vegetables for dinner. Along with this i plan to drink nothing but my own harvested water, unless i am finished all of it. Then i will drink regular water. i do hope this report pleases Master, and even Miss. i do wish to do nothing but please them both and in time earn my forgiveness.
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Thoughts for the 27th of July 2011
What did i do wrong? i deleted a pair of messages from my inbox from collarme.com. In doing so i have kept things from my Miss, whether intentional or not i am in the wrong. Why did i do such a thing, i do not even know why. The person's messages i deleted i did not even wish to meet or speak with further. My own brain fart is not even reason enough. i feel absolutely horrible. i am not worthy of my Miss. After all the love She has shown me, i feel as if i have disrespected Her. i feel as though i should just die for my deceit. i worry that my Miss will never look to me with love again, which for me might as well be death. i so much love Her, and cannot stand myself if She wishes to let me go. So far since my collaring, i have used my Miss approval to make each day a good one for me. Now i am without it, and each of my days seem sad. For as long as She is upset and disappointed in me, i will feel incomplete, and sad.
As punishment my Miss is going to give me away for a few days to a Dom, so He can use and punish me for my Miss. i have no clue at this time who He is going to be, or why He was specifically chosen. He could have been chosen because of His sadistic side, or His lack of caring for my safety. i think this will reflect my Miss' disdain for me at this time, in which i deserve. i do think i will be treated like a worthless pig, or even lower. i know my tasks will be no where near as thoughtful or as caring as what my Miss assigns usually. i think of this as my Miss is so disgusted with me that She wishes to rid Herself of me for a few days. This thought alone is making me cry. What i hope from this Dom is nothing at all, although i am willing to accept any and all tasks, regardless of limits. i will use my wish for my Miss' forgiveness as driving force for my tasks. i have no hopes for what He chooses to do, or what He does not choose to. He could be telling me to dress sluttier at work, or even sleeping with random people. If He says that i am to whore myself after work to one person or more, i think i will do so. There is nothing i do not think i will do to please my Miss. She means the world to me, and in turn i will do the world (literally) if that is what She wishes. i just want Her to forgive me. Until She does i will remain loyal to everything She instructs, everything the chosen Dom instructs, document each in my blog, follow each of my own punishing acts, and make sure my surprise for tomorrow is perfect for Her. i am worth nothing, unless i have Her....
As punishment my Miss is going to give me away for a few days to a Dom, so He can use and punish me for my Miss. i have no clue at this time who He is going to be, or why He was specifically chosen. He could have been chosen because of His sadistic side, or His lack of caring for my safety. i think this will reflect my Miss' disdain for me at this time, in which i deserve. i do think i will be treated like a worthless pig, or even lower. i know my tasks will be no where near as thoughtful or as caring as what my Miss assigns usually. i think of this as my Miss is so disgusted with me that She wishes to rid Herself of me for a few days. This thought alone is making me cry. What i hope from this Dom is nothing at all, although i am willing to accept any and all tasks, regardless of limits. i will use my wish for my Miss' forgiveness as driving force for my tasks. i have no hopes for what He chooses to do, or what He does not choose to. He could be telling me to dress sluttier at work, or even sleeping with random people. If He says that i am to whore myself after work to one person or more, i think i will do so. There is nothing i do not think i will do to please my Miss. She means the world to me, and in turn i will do the world (literally) if that is what She wishes. i just want Her to forgive me. Until She does i will remain loyal to everything She instructs, everything the chosen Dom instructs, document each in my blog, follow each of my own punishing acts, and make sure my surprise for tomorrow is perfect for Her. i am worth nothing, unless i have Her....
Assignment for the 26th of July 2011
Synopsis:
i was to detail all what i did today to earn my Miss' trust back.
Assignment:
As i woke today, i got up off the ground, where i promised to sleep as a punishment and began to remove the sleep items, my mask, cuffs and collar. Before making my way to the washroom, i did kneel and pray for a few minutes, then go over in my head what i did yesterday to hurt and disappoint my Miss. Afterwards i did make my way to the washroom. The first thing i did in the washroom was to empty the catheter bag to a plastic bottle so i may trade with the one in the refrigerator before work. Once complete i did attach the syringe attachment to push water inside my bladder. Once released i removed the catheter to clean and replace. Following the catheter i would take my shower, filling my enema bag near the end of my shower. As the shower was turned off i would press the nozzle of the enema bag to my butt. Inserting it well, i would turn the nozzle and begin to fill my bowels with warm water. i would take in the whole bag, and even fill it again, giving myself 2 liters of water. Holding it in for 10 minutes, i would repeat the enema again, giving myself another 2 liters of water and release it after 10 minutes. As my second enema was released i would re-insert my tailed plug, and re-attaching the catheter bag to the catheter.
Following the washroom i would get dressed in my grey skirt, and red top, with boots today. Next i would make myself breakfast of just eggs. i have banned myself from eating any meat until Miss gives forgiveness. i did make sure to drink lots of water for breakfast. Packing my lunch i made sure to just pack a salad, no soda, and my bottles of catheter contents filled bottles.
For work i made sure to slip my vibrating ball on low into my pussy, knowing my Miss enjoys seeing this one squirm. i would slip it in immediately before making it out of my car, not even wanting to wait. My day did go through slowly, as my grief and guilt for making my Miss feel hurt haunted me all day. i got zero pleasure from the vibrating ball, and spent the day with my head hung pretty low. i did make sure to drink my bottles of "water" every chance i got. Before lunch break by an hour i did have to empty the catheter bag, and decided to take a bottle with me so i could refill it in the handicap washroom. As another punishment task, i decided that every time i empty the catheter bag, even at work will go to a bottle so i can drink. i do not deserve to drink fresh water, as i do not deserve anything but punishments from my Miss.
My day went very slow, and every passing minute i felt sad and upset with myself. i hurt my Miss, and i know i should feel this. i was stupid, and do not deserve Her forgiveness. i kept thinking there is nothing i can do that is enough punishment, wishing i could just die. i did not smile at all today, and do not think i will be able to until my Miss does.
The day ended early for me as it was not a busy Tuesday. My drive home was just as sad as my day. i did find myself crying in my car, as i drove. My thoughts were catching up with me, i was and am worried that my Miss will never forgive me. i feel extremely bad, and keep feeling like i am not anywhere worthy of Her. Once in my door, i stripped immediately until i was naked but for the catheter bag and tailed plug. i would slip the vibrating ball from me and take it to be cleaned. At this time i would empty the catheter bag to one of the bottles in the fridge, making sure to fill that up fully. For dinner i had 2 pieces of bread, and tomato soup. Drinking the rest of the bottle of warm catheter contents that i filled at work, and did not get to finish. Once done i knelt on the ground by my computer to write my Miss. For the rest of this night i will do nothing much more that sit here, hoping my Miss has punishments for me. i am truly sorry to Her....and i love Her...
i was to detail all what i did today to earn my Miss' trust back.
Assignment:
As i woke today, i got up off the ground, where i promised to sleep as a punishment and began to remove the sleep items, my mask, cuffs and collar. Before making my way to the washroom, i did kneel and pray for a few minutes, then go over in my head what i did yesterday to hurt and disappoint my Miss. Afterwards i did make my way to the washroom. The first thing i did in the washroom was to empty the catheter bag to a plastic bottle so i may trade with the one in the refrigerator before work. Once complete i did attach the syringe attachment to push water inside my bladder. Once released i removed the catheter to clean and replace. Following the catheter i would take my shower, filling my enema bag near the end of my shower. As the shower was turned off i would press the nozzle of the enema bag to my butt. Inserting it well, i would turn the nozzle and begin to fill my bowels with warm water. i would take in the whole bag, and even fill it again, giving myself 2 liters of water. Holding it in for 10 minutes, i would repeat the enema again, giving myself another 2 liters of water and release it after 10 minutes. As my second enema was released i would re-insert my tailed plug, and re-attaching the catheter bag to the catheter.
Following the washroom i would get dressed in my grey skirt, and red top, with boots today. Next i would make myself breakfast of just eggs. i have banned myself from eating any meat until Miss gives forgiveness. i did make sure to drink lots of water for breakfast. Packing my lunch i made sure to just pack a salad, no soda, and my bottles of catheter contents filled bottles.
For work i made sure to slip my vibrating ball on low into my pussy, knowing my Miss enjoys seeing this one squirm. i would slip it in immediately before making it out of my car, not even wanting to wait. My day did go through slowly, as my grief and guilt for making my Miss feel hurt haunted me all day. i got zero pleasure from the vibrating ball, and spent the day with my head hung pretty low. i did make sure to drink my bottles of "water" every chance i got. Before lunch break by an hour i did have to empty the catheter bag, and decided to take a bottle with me so i could refill it in the handicap washroom. As another punishment task, i decided that every time i empty the catheter bag, even at work will go to a bottle so i can drink. i do not deserve to drink fresh water, as i do not deserve anything but punishments from my Miss.
My day went very slow, and every passing minute i felt sad and upset with myself. i hurt my Miss, and i know i should feel this. i was stupid, and do not deserve Her forgiveness. i kept thinking there is nothing i can do that is enough punishment, wishing i could just die. i did not smile at all today, and do not think i will be able to until my Miss does.
The day ended early for me as it was not a busy Tuesday. My drive home was just as sad as my day. i did find myself crying in my car, as i drove. My thoughts were catching up with me, i was and am worried that my Miss will never forgive me. i feel extremely bad, and keep feeling like i am not anywhere worthy of Her. Once in my door, i stripped immediately until i was naked but for the catheter bag and tailed plug. i would slip the vibrating ball from me and take it to be cleaned. At this time i would empty the catheter bag to one of the bottles in the fridge, making sure to fill that up fully. For dinner i had 2 pieces of bread, and tomato soup. Drinking the rest of the bottle of warm catheter contents that i filled at work, and did not get to finish. Once done i knelt on the ground by my computer to write my Miss. For the rest of this night i will do nothing much more that sit here, hoping my Miss has punishments for me. i am truly sorry to Her....and i love Her...
Tuesday, 26 July 2011
Blog Update
i do apologize as their is no update for yesterday or today. i have done something stupid in which it has hurt and disappointed my Miss. So for the time being i am not worth tasks or punishment, and i am working hard to earn back Her love and trust. i do apologize to my blog viewers and more importantly to my loving Miss. i swear to Her that i will work my butt off in earning back Her trust.
Monday, 25 July 2011
My Weekend of Adventure: Sunday 24rd of July 2011
After my events for Saturday, i was just as excited to have my date with the shemale i met at the club last weekend. i have always wanted to be with a shemale, and now was my opportunity. My date did not start until around 8:30pm as my date for Sunday was busy in the afternoon with work. For tonight i wore tight jeans, my heeled black sandals with a fairly shiny purple top. i did not wear a bra, but i did wear a white and pink thong. i drove downtown and arrived in front of her/ his building by 8:30. Telling me that the restaurant is close by, we decided to leave the car in the visitor parking and walk to the restaurant. We did get to converse during our walk, and the first thing i found out that my date preferred to be called a "her". Also i found out she was a massage therapist. Being flirty i did say she should give me a massage later, which she did much agree with.
Not too deep into our conversing we did have to stop as we arrived at Milestones. Being ushered in, my date did make reservations so our wait was non-existent. We would sit at a nice table for two, in close view of the big screen TV which i did not even look at all evening. Sitting to the table, i did admire my date's beauty. She wore a gorgeous black and silver dress, with matching heels. i usually find transsexuals to dress a little overboard as females, giving them away, but my date tonight did not give me that feel. Besides the makeup being a bit heavier than my usual dates, her wear was very pretty and not way too gaudy.
We did order a pair of green apple martinis as we awaited our meals. Taking this opportunity we talked a bit more. Seems my date was 30 years old and was well off financially due to an inheritance. i told her about my work, and even of my collar to my Miss. This did lead to more questions, like relationships with my Miss, and what i expected to do with her. My response was that i hoped she would be one i could consider a "friend with benefits", but not in those exact words. To my luck, she seemed to be receptive of that idea, and we discussed some of our history, then likes. For a while we did have a long discussion of a television show we both enjoyed, that being Jersey Shore.
By the time our meals arrived, i had already drank 2 green apple martini, and even tried a blueberry martini. Not much was really said besides some banter between us through our meals. We had some jokes, and basically enjoyed our time. At the end of our meals, i did order a cosmo to go with our dessert. We decided on sharing a white chocolate cheesecake. To start our dessert, i fed her a mouthful, and in response she did the same to me. By now i was feeling really relaxed, and even more flirty as the alcohol had began to hit me. i was not drunk, but i think i was at a good fun tipsy. i did have some flirty fun with my date, as i slid one of my sandals off to stroke my foot along her calf. She did try to ignore it for a few minutes before she looked to me with a devilish smile. To end my teasing at the end of the cheesecake, i did press my foot to her crouch to feel a semi-hard cock there.
We did not stay too long after our drinks and cheesecake were finished. To my surprise my shemale date refused to let me pay, not even half the dinner. She kept insisting and eventually won out in paying for the dinner. Walking hand in hand we exited the restaurant, and made our way for a short walk around before making our way up to her apartment. Unlike yesterday, today this date and i did not get all frisky in the elevator, but stayed relatively close. Once through the door, she would turn the lights on, then dim them before welcoming me in. Sitting to the couch, she said to wait there. She turned on some slow r&b music, then place a few candles around the apartment at various areas. She then stood in front of me, unzipping her dress and letting it drop to the ground. There stood a beautiful shemale in her black bra and underwear, her bulge being very apparent through the thin black silky material. She then said lets cut to the chase, and said why don't we go straight for what i was there for, then asking me to strip and to go with her to the bedroom.
While in there i was told to lay on my stomach. She began to massage some warming lotion to my back, rubbing it all over. She made sure to even get it to my shoulders, my lower back, butt, and thighs. After some time i turned around and felt her work her hands along every inch of my front as well. Every once in a while she would press her bulging hard cock against my bare wet pussy. After a while, and a lot of arousal i would sit up to kiss her lips. As we parted, she commented on how soft and smooth my skin was. i did not even respond, just reached over to pull her panties off. My right hand went to the base of her cock, and my lips immediately went to suck on it. i let my arousal guide me as i sucked on her cock, bobbing my head, using much pressure as i can to bring her cock to its full hardness. I did find it weird how for 6 years i have not touched one of these things, yet now in the last 2 days this is now my 3rd cock.
After suckling for a few minutes, she would grip my hair to pull me up to kiss her lips. Once the kiss separated, i would say to her that my Miss wanted me to tell her to use me like a rag doll. She said "okay" enthusiastically and pushed me to my back. Pulling my legs around her waist, she wasted no time in pushing her cock into my cunt. Feeling her full length enter me, i would moan out to the feel. Her cock was no where near as thick as the 2 i had yesterday, but regardless this one was just as wonderful. Her pacing was gradually increasing to a medium pace, then keeping it at that speed. i rolled my hips in a circular motion, meeting each of her thrusts. With the extra turn on of being taken by this shemale, my orgasm came quick. She did not even increase by that much in speed or strength but i did cum, without her doing so in return. She did not stop, but instead pulled me with her, as she laid to her back and made me squat on her. Her hands to my hips she would guide me to bounce up and down. My body had not even had time to recover from the orgasm that just passed, and now i am already in a new position working once more. My mind was in a haze, i kept moaning out for more. My body kept bouncing hard up and down, and i felt my lust growing fast and heavy. i do not know how long i lasted doing this, but i did feel myself bounce down fast as i could and as hard. i was trying to make her cum this time, but found myself cumming for a 2nd time without her blowing her load inside of me. We would slow down, and she would push me off of her to my back. Pulling my legs behind my head, she would slam her cock back into me. Her hands to my feet she would hold them there. She took me now harder and faster than she had taken me last time i was on my back. i never got to recovering from my first or second orgasm, and here i was being fucked by her cock more. i really held back hard, not wanting to cum. i kept moaning out for her to cum with me. She made me go almost insane with pleasure. i could not believe the speed in which she could fuck. i worked extra hard to hold back my spasms for what it seemed like eternity. But what i wanted to hear finally came, she said she was going to cum. i would then release and let myself go into my orgasm. As i got to my third orgasm, i would feel her bring herself to her hardest and fastest last few pumps. i screamed out for her to cum in me, in which she would comply. i felt my orgasm ripple through me all the while i felt her cum shoot inside of my canal and womb. Releasing my legs, i let them fall to the bed. She never even exited my pussy, but collapsed on top of me with a kiss.
We rested for a while, before i got up from the bed with wobbly knees. i went to her washroom to clean up the best i could so at least cum did not dribble out of me. Returning to the room i would get dressed and kiss her once more. Wishing her a good night, i said i will text her later. i made my way out, and drove home slowly, knowing very well my Miss will really want to know of my adventurous night with my new shemale friend.
Being with a shemale was always a wish i had even when i was a Domme. For one reason or another i never had gotten up to it. With my Miss' guidance i was able to make a fantasy reality. When it was all said and done, it was everything i had hoped it would be. i always had a hope it would be like being with a woman, but with the male's penis, and this adventure was very much that. i do not know if it will be like this for every shemale, but i know for this one particular one. Now i know how its like, i will not shy away from more experiences like this one.
Not too deep into our conversing we did have to stop as we arrived at Milestones. Being ushered in, my date did make reservations so our wait was non-existent. We would sit at a nice table for two, in close view of the big screen TV which i did not even look at all evening. Sitting to the table, i did admire my date's beauty. She wore a gorgeous black and silver dress, with matching heels. i usually find transsexuals to dress a little overboard as females, giving them away, but my date tonight did not give me that feel. Besides the makeup being a bit heavier than my usual dates, her wear was very pretty and not way too gaudy.
We did order a pair of green apple martinis as we awaited our meals. Taking this opportunity we talked a bit more. Seems my date was 30 years old and was well off financially due to an inheritance. i told her about my work, and even of my collar to my Miss. This did lead to more questions, like relationships with my Miss, and what i expected to do with her. My response was that i hoped she would be one i could consider a "friend with benefits", but not in those exact words. To my luck, she seemed to be receptive of that idea, and we discussed some of our history, then likes. For a while we did have a long discussion of a television show we both enjoyed, that being Jersey Shore.
By the time our meals arrived, i had already drank 2 green apple martini, and even tried a blueberry martini. Not much was really said besides some banter between us through our meals. We had some jokes, and basically enjoyed our time. At the end of our meals, i did order a cosmo to go with our dessert. We decided on sharing a white chocolate cheesecake. To start our dessert, i fed her a mouthful, and in response she did the same to me. By now i was feeling really relaxed, and even more flirty as the alcohol had began to hit me. i was not drunk, but i think i was at a good fun tipsy. i did have some flirty fun with my date, as i slid one of my sandals off to stroke my foot along her calf. She did try to ignore it for a few minutes before she looked to me with a devilish smile. To end my teasing at the end of the cheesecake, i did press my foot to her crouch to feel a semi-hard cock there.
We did not stay too long after our drinks and cheesecake were finished. To my surprise my shemale date refused to let me pay, not even half the dinner. She kept insisting and eventually won out in paying for the dinner. Walking hand in hand we exited the restaurant, and made our way for a short walk around before making our way up to her apartment. Unlike yesterday, today this date and i did not get all frisky in the elevator, but stayed relatively close. Once through the door, she would turn the lights on, then dim them before welcoming me in. Sitting to the couch, she said to wait there. She turned on some slow r&b music, then place a few candles around the apartment at various areas. She then stood in front of me, unzipping her dress and letting it drop to the ground. There stood a beautiful shemale in her black bra and underwear, her bulge being very apparent through the thin black silky material. She then said lets cut to the chase, and said why don't we go straight for what i was there for, then asking me to strip and to go with her to the bedroom.
While in there i was told to lay on my stomach. She began to massage some warming lotion to my back, rubbing it all over. She made sure to even get it to my shoulders, my lower back, butt, and thighs. After some time i turned around and felt her work her hands along every inch of my front as well. Every once in a while she would press her bulging hard cock against my bare wet pussy. After a while, and a lot of arousal i would sit up to kiss her lips. As we parted, she commented on how soft and smooth my skin was. i did not even respond, just reached over to pull her panties off. My right hand went to the base of her cock, and my lips immediately went to suck on it. i let my arousal guide me as i sucked on her cock, bobbing my head, using much pressure as i can to bring her cock to its full hardness. I did find it weird how for 6 years i have not touched one of these things, yet now in the last 2 days this is now my 3rd cock.
After suckling for a few minutes, she would grip my hair to pull me up to kiss her lips. Once the kiss separated, i would say to her that my Miss wanted me to tell her to use me like a rag doll. She said "okay" enthusiastically and pushed me to my back. Pulling my legs around her waist, she wasted no time in pushing her cock into my cunt. Feeling her full length enter me, i would moan out to the feel. Her cock was no where near as thick as the 2 i had yesterday, but regardless this one was just as wonderful. Her pacing was gradually increasing to a medium pace, then keeping it at that speed. i rolled my hips in a circular motion, meeting each of her thrusts. With the extra turn on of being taken by this shemale, my orgasm came quick. She did not even increase by that much in speed or strength but i did cum, without her doing so in return. She did not stop, but instead pulled me with her, as she laid to her back and made me squat on her. Her hands to my hips she would guide me to bounce up and down. My body had not even had time to recover from the orgasm that just passed, and now i am already in a new position working once more. My mind was in a haze, i kept moaning out for more. My body kept bouncing hard up and down, and i felt my lust growing fast and heavy. i do not know how long i lasted doing this, but i did feel myself bounce down fast as i could and as hard. i was trying to make her cum this time, but found myself cumming for a 2nd time without her blowing her load inside of me. We would slow down, and she would push me off of her to my back. Pulling my legs behind my head, she would slam her cock back into me. Her hands to my feet she would hold them there. She took me now harder and faster than she had taken me last time i was on my back. i never got to recovering from my first or second orgasm, and here i was being fucked by her cock more. i really held back hard, not wanting to cum. i kept moaning out for her to cum with me. She made me go almost insane with pleasure. i could not believe the speed in which she could fuck. i worked extra hard to hold back my spasms for what it seemed like eternity. But what i wanted to hear finally came, she said she was going to cum. i would then release and let myself go into my orgasm. As i got to my third orgasm, i would feel her bring herself to her hardest and fastest last few pumps. i screamed out for her to cum in me, in which she would comply. i felt my orgasm ripple through me all the while i felt her cum shoot inside of my canal and womb. Releasing my legs, i let them fall to the bed. She never even exited my pussy, but collapsed on top of me with a kiss.
We rested for a while, before i got up from the bed with wobbly knees. i went to her washroom to clean up the best i could so at least cum did not dribble out of me. Returning to the room i would get dressed and kiss her once more. Wishing her a good night, i said i will text her later. i made my way out, and drove home slowly, knowing very well my Miss will really want to know of my adventurous night with my new shemale friend.
Being with a shemale was always a wish i had even when i was a Domme. For one reason or another i never had gotten up to it. With my Miss' guidance i was able to make a fantasy reality. When it was all said and done, it was everything i had hoped it would be. i always had a hope it would be like being with a woman, but with the male's penis, and this adventure was very much that. i do not know if it will be like this for every shemale, but i know for this one particular one. Now i know how its like, i will not shy away from more experiences like this one.
My Weekend of Adventure: Saturday 23rd of July 2011
My Saturday had finally come. After a week of waiting, not being able to cum, my day is here. For the night i wore a black dress, black heels, with my matching black Chanel purse. Underneath i wore a white thong, with frills along the edges, a matching bra with frills, and even frilly socks. i thought that i would go with some cute undergarments to surprise my date.
My date arrived around 7:00 to pick me up. She came to my door wearing a royal blue dress and greeted me. We hugged and kissed each others' cheeks before heading into the car. The ride was fairly uneventful, we did chat a bit, making some minor flirty comments. Making our way to this Japanese restaurant, the ride only taking about 30 minutes. We could find as corner table that had a couch to it, we would both sit next to each other on the couch, choosing to be close. We orders only a few items off the menu, some sashimi, a soft shell crab to share, some California rolls, and a Philadelphia roll. To go with dinner we did order a few drinks, taking in some gin and tonics, red bull and vodka, and rum and cokes. Before our food came and after we finished eating we did take this time to cuddle on the couch, which did attract the attention of some wandering eyes. She did near the end of the night slide her hand up my leg, stroking it in plain view of our server and some patrons. The waitress actually commented on how cute we both looked as she brought us another round of drinks.
Finishing up at the restaurant and paying our bill, we would return to the car. Yes we did do some drunk driving, although her apartment was under 10 minutes away. We made it with ease to the underground parkade, and into the elevator. In the elevator we would pounce each other with some deep and heavy kissing. Pinning me to the back of the elevator we kept kissing, her hands would aggressively roam my sides and my back, even sneaking under my dress to grope my butt. Just as quickly as we pounced each other, we would end the kissing and straighten up upon hearing the ding to her floor.
We entered her apartment, where she sat me to her living room couch. She took out a bottle of hypnotiq, pouring out 2 glasses for us, then saying she will be right back. She would come back after a few minutes in a red lingerie set that went with her gorgeous red hair and lipstick, with matching stockings and garters. in her hand was a joint, as she said lets get high together. With my drink in hand we would go to the balcony.i would stand with the railing to my stomach and her spooning me to it. We would stay close, while smoking the joint. i kept feeling myself relaxing more and more, feeling the pot, alcohol and her touches begin to bring my body to a high level or arousal. As the joint finished, she would unzip my dress fully, and pull it off of me, so it dropped to the balcony floor. Leaving me in just my heels, frilly socks, and matching frilly underwear. i did not stay out on the balcony long, as i would squeal and run back inside to the couch.
We sat around the couch for a while, drinking more hypnotiq, slowly making our way to the bedroom. Once inside we would slam our drinks and pounce each other, kissing heavily, groaning and both falling onto the bed top. i did have to stop her after a few minutes to inform her of what my Miss had instructed of me. She did find it amusing, laughing then laying back to the bed with her legs spread. Not even saying a word, i would dive on in and begin to use my mouth and tongue. Pressing my lips to form a seal to her hairless mound, my tongue would press in and roll all abouts. Rolling in small circles all around her inner walls. i would interrupt my tongue to pull my lips free, wrapping them to her clit, suckling on it. i would keep changing back and forth, keeping my hands behind my back. i did tune into her breathing, heat beat and spasms, trying to make my actions increase to her body's wants. i did savor her juices as they began to coat my lips, thinking of how sweet she tasted. i kept my mind on her pleasure, and my Miss' instructions, using both to fuel my increased intensity. i am not sure how long i had taken but after a while, her thighs would tense around my head, and she would explode into her orgasm. Her hands gripped my hair hard, and she would moan loudly, her juices covering me. i was surprised and enjoying the amount of juices she produced.
She was like an energizer bunny, barely even a few minutes after her orgasm, she would push me to my back and begin to aggressively pull my bra off, and even accidentally tearing off my frilly thong, leaving me in just the socks. i assumed the position she just came out of, with being on my back, with my legs parted. My hands moved to my chest, to massage my chest and nipples. All the while she dove in and ruthlessly attacked my cunt with her mouth and tongue. My back immediately arched, feeling the pleasure i have been wanting all week. Electricity surged through my spine, spanning the entire lengths of my body. Her pacing was no where near as slow or as gradual in the increase. My body did not even last half as long as she did before i exploded. My weeks worth of orgasm denial had made my orgasm come quick and strong. i saw many stars as i looked straight to the ceiling, my spasms were huge, surging through me. My orgasm almost seemed foreign, having not been denied for a week ever until now. Nearing the end of my orgasm, my date would climb up into my view so we could stroke each others' arms, peering into each others' eyes. Both of us by now were in just socks and stockings, our bodies coated in a light layer of sweat. Even while looking at her, i could not help but think of my Miss, how Her denial of my orgasm all week had led to this. How appreciative i was for it now that i have felt my much anticipated climax, making the whole weeks worth of torment and breaking much worth it.
We snuggled and stroked each others' bodies for a short time, enjoying the closeness and each others' company. We didn't say very much, and without words we both did agree to go for another round. She would slide on top of my body, puling around so we were both into a 69 position. She would be on top of me, facing the opposite way on the bed, pushing her pussy right to my mouth. i tried to roll my hip up, but did not need to, her mouth would come down to meet my cunt. We both started slowly licking each others' juices, working each others already warmed up pussies. Knowing now i can use my hands and not just my mouth, my hands reached to grope her butt cheeks, loving how tender they felt. i am not sure who really led this, or even if any of us did. We both moaned at will, letting our hands and tongues work their magic. Time seemed irrelevant, as i had lost track of it long before we hit the bedroom. Everything seemed a blur, and we kept in this position for what seemed like ages. We brought each other to orgasm 2 times each, none of them timed with each other, and after each we did not stop. After i made her cum her first time, i began to press my right index and middle fingers in and out of her rear entrance. Slowly starting with one finger then adding the second. i kept fingering and tonguing her to her 2nd orgasm, my 2 orgasms having come quick due to my over stimulated body.
Once we regained enough composure, we slide next to each other again, facing each other, as we laid quietly. We would snuggle, then stroke each others' skin. i remember stroking my hands along her sweat coated stomach, thinking of silky her skin was. Looking into her euphoric eyes, seeing that her eyes were greenish/ hazelish. We did send tiny soft kisses to each other randomly. i do think we were enjoying the close quiet time together after what seemed like an hours of sexual activity. Her hand after a while slid between my thighs, stroking my cunt gently and slowly, i would follow suit. Sliding my hand from the middle of her chest down her tummy, and making its way between her thighs, stroking her pussy as gently as she stroked mine. Both of us kept our eyes closed, moaning lightly, taking our sweet time in building up each others' arousal once more.
i guess my date had a little surprise for me that she did not inform me of. During our little touching, with my mind occupied i had not noticed the door opening. With us both on our sides facing each other, i would only notice the shift in the bed when it happened. Her two boyfriends had come in and slipped to either side of us. Both naked, they each slid their cocks into our pussies both coming from behind us. i would would groan and arch my back, my hand sliding away from her cunt and to her clit, at the same time she did so to me. i was surprised that out of no where now i would be fucked by a cock. It had flashed through my mind it has been many many years since i have done this, but to my relief i was on birth control. i was not sure which one of her bf's were taking me or her, but i did know his cock was long and thick. It really felt like it was filling me, each thrust sent shocks across my body, causing me to moan out. i did not resist, instead i would rock my body to his thrusts, feeling pleasure from a male i have not felt in ages. i opened my eyes to look at my "date", seeing her being fucked brought my arousal to a high level. i kept asking for more automatically, not even realizing the first few times i was saying it. i kept rocking my hips, enjoying every second of being fucked. i am positive i was the first of us 4 to cum, but not long after one after the other we all came. i felt the male fucking me, shoot his cum right into me, a feeling that was foreign to me now. i did not complain, i thought it felt great, the warm seed filling me, seeing my "date" having cum shot inside her as well.
After our orgasms we did get a few minutes to talk, she did say she had told them both to come home after their guy's night, and that i would be in the bedroom with her. She had this all set up, and i was shocked, yet without complaints. She then suggested we switch guys, in which i right away dove on the guy who just fucked my friend/ date. Wrapping my lips around his semi-soft cock i began to suck on it. i do think this is the first cock i have sucked in near 6 years, as i bobbed my head up and down, sucking to the shaft and using my tongue to bring more pleasure to him. She would do the same as i did but to the male who just fucked me. The taste i got from his cock mad me smile, i could taste cum, and her juices. This made me even more aroused, bringing more intensity to my suckling. i could feel his unit grow harder and thicker, and once it got to about its fullest he gripped my hair and pulled me to my stomach. Mounting me he began to pound my pussy, much to my excitement and want. My mind was in a blurry haze, my body being ravaged. i lost track of my friend being fucked, as my mind was lost in my lust.
The male did cum inside of me, and after some rest we went for another round. This time both males were taking me in my ass and pussy simultaneously. i was being sandwiched by both, something i have not done since my teens. My female friend would find her pussy to my mouth, keeping my 3 orifices very busy for the rest of the night. i was like floating down a stream, no guidance, just along for the ride. i had began to lose track of how many orgasms i was having, or how many the other 3 were having as well. i felt cum being shot into my 2 canals, and even in my mouth.
When all was said and done, my female friend and i both licked the cum out of each other and cuddled for a bit. Her 2 boyfriends had passed out by then. We kissed a few more times before i began to get dressed. Putting my bra on and my dress which was still on balcony. i did leave the torn thong, as i had no use for it, and my friend wanted to keep it as a souvenir. i decided not to sleep there as the bed was rather full with the 3 of them. i also decided not to shower, as i had felt very dirty, and for some reason loved it. My body coated in sweat, and with some remains of cum inside of me i would take a cab home. i had such a wonderful Saturday night and i do hope my Sunday turns out as good. My Miss is the best for allowing me, and wanting me to do such things. i love Her greatly <3
My date arrived around 7:00 to pick me up. She came to my door wearing a royal blue dress and greeted me. We hugged and kissed each others' cheeks before heading into the car. The ride was fairly uneventful, we did chat a bit, making some minor flirty comments. Making our way to this Japanese restaurant, the ride only taking about 30 minutes. We could find as corner table that had a couch to it, we would both sit next to each other on the couch, choosing to be close. We orders only a few items off the menu, some sashimi, a soft shell crab to share, some California rolls, and a Philadelphia roll. To go with dinner we did order a few drinks, taking in some gin and tonics, red bull and vodka, and rum and cokes. Before our food came and after we finished eating we did take this time to cuddle on the couch, which did attract the attention of some wandering eyes. She did near the end of the night slide her hand up my leg, stroking it in plain view of our server and some patrons. The waitress actually commented on how cute we both looked as she brought us another round of drinks.
Finishing up at the restaurant and paying our bill, we would return to the car. Yes we did do some drunk driving, although her apartment was under 10 minutes away. We made it with ease to the underground parkade, and into the elevator. In the elevator we would pounce each other with some deep and heavy kissing. Pinning me to the back of the elevator we kept kissing, her hands would aggressively roam my sides and my back, even sneaking under my dress to grope my butt. Just as quickly as we pounced each other, we would end the kissing and straighten up upon hearing the ding to her floor.
We entered her apartment, where she sat me to her living room couch. She took out a bottle of hypnotiq, pouring out 2 glasses for us, then saying she will be right back. She would come back after a few minutes in a red lingerie set that went with her gorgeous red hair and lipstick, with matching stockings and garters. in her hand was a joint, as she said lets get high together. With my drink in hand we would go to the balcony.i would stand with the railing to my stomach and her spooning me to it. We would stay close, while smoking the joint. i kept feeling myself relaxing more and more, feeling the pot, alcohol and her touches begin to bring my body to a high level or arousal. As the joint finished, she would unzip my dress fully, and pull it off of me, so it dropped to the balcony floor. Leaving me in just my heels, frilly socks, and matching frilly underwear. i did not stay out on the balcony long, as i would squeal and run back inside to the couch.
We sat around the couch for a while, drinking more hypnotiq, slowly making our way to the bedroom. Once inside we would slam our drinks and pounce each other, kissing heavily, groaning and both falling onto the bed top. i did have to stop her after a few minutes to inform her of what my Miss had instructed of me. She did find it amusing, laughing then laying back to the bed with her legs spread. Not even saying a word, i would dive on in and begin to use my mouth and tongue. Pressing my lips to form a seal to her hairless mound, my tongue would press in and roll all abouts. Rolling in small circles all around her inner walls. i would interrupt my tongue to pull my lips free, wrapping them to her clit, suckling on it. i would keep changing back and forth, keeping my hands behind my back. i did tune into her breathing, heat beat and spasms, trying to make my actions increase to her body's wants. i did savor her juices as they began to coat my lips, thinking of how sweet she tasted. i kept my mind on her pleasure, and my Miss' instructions, using both to fuel my increased intensity. i am not sure how long i had taken but after a while, her thighs would tense around my head, and she would explode into her orgasm. Her hands gripped my hair hard, and she would moan loudly, her juices covering me. i was surprised and enjoying the amount of juices she produced.
She was like an energizer bunny, barely even a few minutes after her orgasm, she would push me to my back and begin to aggressively pull my bra off, and even accidentally tearing off my frilly thong, leaving me in just the socks. i assumed the position she just came out of, with being on my back, with my legs parted. My hands moved to my chest, to massage my chest and nipples. All the while she dove in and ruthlessly attacked my cunt with her mouth and tongue. My back immediately arched, feeling the pleasure i have been wanting all week. Electricity surged through my spine, spanning the entire lengths of my body. Her pacing was no where near as slow or as gradual in the increase. My body did not even last half as long as she did before i exploded. My weeks worth of orgasm denial had made my orgasm come quick and strong. i saw many stars as i looked straight to the ceiling, my spasms were huge, surging through me. My orgasm almost seemed foreign, having not been denied for a week ever until now. Nearing the end of my orgasm, my date would climb up into my view so we could stroke each others' arms, peering into each others' eyes. Both of us by now were in just socks and stockings, our bodies coated in a light layer of sweat. Even while looking at her, i could not help but think of my Miss, how Her denial of my orgasm all week had led to this. How appreciative i was for it now that i have felt my much anticipated climax, making the whole weeks worth of torment and breaking much worth it.
We snuggled and stroked each others' bodies for a short time, enjoying the closeness and each others' company. We didn't say very much, and without words we both did agree to go for another round. She would slide on top of my body, puling around so we were both into a 69 position. She would be on top of me, facing the opposite way on the bed, pushing her pussy right to my mouth. i tried to roll my hip up, but did not need to, her mouth would come down to meet my cunt. We both started slowly licking each others' juices, working each others already warmed up pussies. Knowing now i can use my hands and not just my mouth, my hands reached to grope her butt cheeks, loving how tender they felt. i am not sure who really led this, or even if any of us did. We both moaned at will, letting our hands and tongues work their magic. Time seemed irrelevant, as i had lost track of it long before we hit the bedroom. Everything seemed a blur, and we kept in this position for what seemed like ages. We brought each other to orgasm 2 times each, none of them timed with each other, and after each we did not stop. After i made her cum her first time, i began to press my right index and middle fingers in and out of her rear entrance. Slowly starting with one finger then adding the second. i kept fingering and tonguing her to her 2nd orgasm, my 2 orgasms having come quick due to my over stimulated body.
Once we regained enough composure, we slide next to each other again, facing each other, as we laid quietly. We would snuggle, then stroke each others' skin. i remember stroking my hands along her sweat coated stomach, thinking of silky her skin was. Looking into her euphoric eyes, seeing that her eyes were greenish/ hazelish. We did send tiny soft kisses to each other randomly. i do think we were enjoying the close quiet time together after what seemed like an hours of sexual activity. Her hand after a while slid between my thighs, stroking my cunt gently and slowly, i would follow suit. Sliding my hand from the middle of her chest down her tummy, and making its way between her thighs, stroking her pussy as gently as she stroked mine. Both of us kept our eyes closed, moaning lightly, taking our sweet time in building up each others' arousal once more.
i guess my date had a little surprise for me that she did not inform me of. During our little touching, with my mind occupied i had not noticed the door opening. With us both on our sides facing each other, i would only notice the shift in the bed when it happened. Her two boyfriends had come in and slipped to either side of us. Both naked, they each slid their cocks into our pussies both coming from behind us. i would would groan and arch my back, my hand sliding away from her cunt and to her clit, at the same time she did so to me. i was surprised that out of no where now i would be fucked by a cock. It had flashed through my mind it has been many many years since i have done this, but to my relief i was on birth control. i was not sure which one of her bf's were taking me or her, but i did know his cock was long and thick. It really felt like it was filling me, each thrust sent shocks across my body, causing me to moan out. i did not resist, instead i would rock my body to his thrusts, feeling pleasure from a male i have not felt in ages. i opened my eyes to look at my "date", seeing her being fucked brought my arousal to a high level. i kept asking for more automatically, not even realizing the first few times i was saying it. i kept rocking my hips, enjoying every second of being fucked. i am positive i was the first of us 4 to cum, but not long after one after the other we all came. i felt the male fucking me, shoot his cum right into me, a feeling that was foreign to me now. i did not complain, i thought it felt great, the warm seed filling me, seeing my "date" having cum shot inside her as well.
After our orgasms we did get a few minutes to talk, she did say she had told them both to come home after their guy's night, and that i would be in the bedroom with her. She had this all set up, and i was shocked, yet without complaints. She then suggested we switch guys, in which i right away dove on the guy who just fucked my friend/ date. Wrapping my lips around his semi-soft cock i began to suck on it. i do think this is the first cock i have sucked in near 6 years, as i bobbed my head up and down, sucking to the shaft and using my tongue to bring more pleasure to him. She would do the same as i did but to the male who just fucked me. The taste i got from his cock mad me smile, i could taste cum, and her juices. This made me even more aroused, bringing more intensity to my suckling. i could feel his unit grow harder and thicker, and once it got to about its fullest he gripped my hair and pulled me to my stomach. Mounting me he began to pound my pussy, much to my excitement and want. My mind was in a blurry haze, my body being ravaged. i lost track of my friend being fucked, as my mind was lost in my lust.
The male did cum inside of me, and after some rest we went for another round. This time both males were taking me in my ass and pussy simultaneously. i was being sandwiched by both, something i have not done since my teens. My female friend would find her pussy to my mouth, keeping my 3 orifices very busy for the rest of the night. i was like floating down a stream, no guidance, just along for the ride. i had began to lose track of how many orgasms i was having, or how many the other 3 were having as well. i felt cum being shot into my 2 canals, and even in my mouth.
When all was said and done, my female friend and i both licked the cum out of each other and cuddled for a bit. Her 2 boyfriends had passed out by then. We kissed a few more times before i began to get dressed. Putting my bra on and my dress which was still on balcony. i did leave the torn thong, as i had no use for it, and my friend wanted to keep it as a souvenir. i decided not to sleep there as the bed was rather full with the 3 of them. i also decided not to shower, as i had felt very dirty, and for some reason loved it. My body coated in sweat, and with some remains of cum inside of me i would take a cab home. i had such a wonderful Saturday night and i do hope my Sunday turns out as good. My Miss is the best for allowing me, and wanting me to do such things. i love Her greatly <3
Saturday, 23 July 2011
Weekend Preview for the 23rd & 24th of July 2011
Weekend Preview:
Finally the weekend has come. i have been through much preparations in anticipation for this very weekend. A week and a half back i started on birth control, and the entirety of this week i have been on orgasm ban. Also i have just been freshly waxed, with my entire body from neck down devoid of hair, having used depilatory cream. My insides have been cleansed all week with enemas and catheter usage. With my body not all prepared, and my lust on high, having been denied all week, now comes my eventful weekend.......
Finally the weekend has come. i have been through much preparations in anticipation for this very weekend. A week and a half back i started on birth control, and the entirety of this week i have been on orgasm ban. Also i have just been freshly waxed, with my entire body from neck down devoid of hair, having used depilatory cream. My insides have been cleansed all week with enemas and catheter usage. With my body not all prepared, and my lust on high, having been denied all week, now comes my eventful weekend.......
Friday, 22 July 2011
Assignment for the 21st of July 2011
Synopsis:
My week of catheter training continues. Today i was to wear the catheter and bag, along with both my vibrating ball and plug inserted, both set for low. After my lunch break i was to turn the plug to the medium setting. All day i was to drink what i released from the catheter bag at home yesterday.
Assignment:
Waking up much like every other day this week, i would remove all my sleeping gear, and make my way to the washroom. The first thing i would do is empty the catheter bag, through the bottom nozzle into a new bottle. Following that i slowly removed the bag attachment so i could give it a clean. Attaching the syringe attachment to the catheter i would push water into my bladder, only to release it back through the catheter after. Following that i remove the catheter so i could clean that as well, before re-inserting it back to my urethra. The next step of my morning preparations followed, filling my enema bag to take with me to my shower. Much like every other time this week, to the end of my shower i would kneel to the shower floor and administer the full enema until its been drained. Then release it to the toilet upon exiting the shower, and finishing off with drying my body. To me this was beginning to feel like a morning ritual with having to do it everyday this week, and having it grow slightly more complex everyday. i do not know why but the set routines in the morning have never really been my cup of tea, yet for this task i have relished at doing them. i think a lot of it has to do with my love for my Miss' approval. Each time She says She is proud of my work, or of the assignments makes me melt, and desire to do more. My drive for wanting to do this has driven me through the week, pushing me through any pain, frustration, and extreme humiliation.
Exiting the washroom, i completed the rest of my preparations before work. Eating, drinking lots of water, getting dressed and packing my things. Placing my vibrating butt plug and ball to my bag, and packing a whole lot of maxi pads, knowing i will be leaking LOTS of juices all day. Dividing up the refrigerated 2 liter pop bottle of watered down urine from last day, i would pour it to 4 different bottles, and placing those to my bag as well. i was getting very nervous as i poured each bottle, knowing soon those bottles will come into use. At one point i did question myself as to why i would agree to such a task, even debating if i should even do it. With all the questions, i still did not slow my preparations. i would dress very similar to yesterday, wearing grey sweat pants, but today wearing a dark green long sleeve t-shirt. This outfit was chosen much for the same reason as my choice yesterday. The outfit would conceal the bag well, and allow myself for comfort. i knew i would need the comfort, as that will be one less thing for me to worry about.
i made it to work 15 minutes before the start time, giving myself plenty of time to get myself ready. Immediately i would enter the handicap washroom to lock myself in. This was becoming my somewhat sanctuary at work, giving me my space for preparations and tribute for my Miss. First thing i did was slide the vibrating ball into myself, set on its lowest setting. Following that i would insert the butt plug into myself, and using the remote turn it on its lowest setting as well. i groaned out lightly feeling both my canals being hit with so much stimulus so quickly. i had to grip either side of the sink for a few minutes, concentrating on my breathing, and pushing my pleasure back to the point i could regain my composure. Each day this week has seemed to get harder for me, today having to have both toys inside me drove me insane. The worst part was the shift had not even started yet. i knew i had to place a pad to my panties (which were thick ones to prevent visible wetness). Having not been able to cum all week has made my body want it more. Wishing for it, yet holding back, wanting my Miss to be pleased fully. My mind has been in a flux of wanting to break the order or not. Luckily it seems my want to please my Miss is stronger than my wish for lustful release.
Making my way back to my desk by the time work began i would hide behind my desk. Placing out the first bottle to my desk top, i uncapped it and held it for a few seconds. i began to worry what people would think if they had known what was in each bottle i have with me. Taking a few more deep breaths, i close my eyes and took the first big gulp of the watered down urine. Trying to hide my disgusted looking face, i was a bit surprised at how the taste of urine was not too strong. i kept worrying that people were watching me, although knowing no one would notice me too much. i thought about how if one person were to find out, i know the rumors would fly and everyone will know how disgusting i was, and what type of slut i truly am.
Not long after my first sip, the calls would flow in. They would be of major relief as they would pull my mind off of the non-stop vibrations of the toys. i did make sure to take a sip from the bottle after each call to keep my voice and throat all moist. Each sip brought a major feel of embarrassment. The only time i would feel worse was when i was on the phone, and i would be urinating through the catheter to the bag. The first time i would do that on this day, i ended it with more sips from the bottle. My embarrassment level has peaked to a new level today. A few people even asked me today what i was drinking, and what was in the bottle. i would answer all of them, telling them all it was green tea to cleanse my system. i do not know why but even answering people's questions of whats the contents brought my body to more embarrassing sensations. Everyday this week i would think my humiliation was on a new high, yet only to be topped the next day.
By lunch i would finish 2 of the 4 bottles. For lunch i did not get through my entire meal, my body's reactions preventing my body from feeling too hungry. During the mid point of my break, i found my way back to the washroom to give the catheter bag a courtesy empty, having time now to do so. After emptying it i would change the pad in my panties, and also taking the remote from my bag and turning the vibrating butt plug to its medium setting. i would not be able to hold back the sudden moan from escaping my lips. The pleasure was almost unbearable. i do think would normally just let go and cum, but i kept mind strong and determined to not cum. When i did feel close to cumming all day, i would put thoughts of my Miss through my head, control my breathing, and tense my muscles to keep from going over the edge.
The last half of work was agonizing. The work got busier, and i would finish my bottles by an hour and a half after my break. i did keep filling my bottle with regular water afterwards, which tasted very crisp and clean, compared to my beverages before. Even without the urine, my embarrassment levels remained high. i kept having a feeling people would discover the vibrating toys inside of me, or notice wet stains through my sweat pants. Fears that i would let my mind slip concentration just for a bit and accidentally cum.
With an hour and a half before my shift would end, i made my way to the washroom for some solitude. i emptied the bag while in there, then i would crumble to a ball in the corner of the washroom. i did cry a bit, as my body was growing weak from all the embarrassment and non-stop strain from having to hold back the orgasms all day. i did not stay for too long, but decided i could not keep working, my body and mind were weak and strained. i did straighten up and made my way to my boss to ask if i could go, lying and saying that i was beginning to feel major cramps and a headache. Being released for the day, i raced to my car. In my car i would remove both toys and cry some more, sitting in the driver seat. It did not take me long but i was able to regain my composure and drive home. Once home i would empty the last bag into the bottle i started earlier today. This whole week has been trying on me, both physical and emotional. Having to endure such high levels of emotions, and my body having to endure so many new sensations. i have worried heavily all week about trying to complete each task. Using my want and need to please my Miss as driving force. i do not know what i will do for tomorrow, as already i was unable to go through the whole day. i do hope my love and devotion for Miss helps me to make it through one more day.
My week of catheter training continues. Today i was to wear the catheter and bag, along with both my vibrating ball and plug inserted, both set for low. After my lunch break i was to turn the plug to the medium setting. All day i was to drink what i released from the catheter bag at home yesterday.
Assignment:
Waking up much like every other day this week, i would remove all my sleeping gear, and make my way to the washroom. The first thing i would do is empty the catheter bag, through the bottom nozzle into a new bottle. Following that i slowly removed the bag attachment so i could give it a clean. Attaching the syringe attachment to the catheter i would push water into my bladder, only to release it back through the catheter after. Following that i remove the catheter so i could clean that as well, before re-inserting it back to my urethra. The next step of my morning preparations followed, filling my enema bag to take with me to my shower. Much like every other time this week, to the end of my shower i would kneel to the shower floor and administer the full enema until its been drained. Then release it to the toilet upon exiting the shower, and finishing off with drying my body. To me this was beginning to feel like a morning ritual with having to do it everyday this week, and having it grow slightly more complex everyday. i do not know why but the set routines in the morning have never really been my cup of tea, yet for this task i have relished at doing them. i think a lot of it has to do with my love for my Miss' approval. Each time She says She is proud of my work, or of the assignments makes me melt, and desire to do more. My drive for wanting to do this has driven me through the week, pushing me through any pain, frustration, and extreme humiliation.
Exiting the washroom, i completed the rest of my preparations before work. Eating, drinking lots of water, getting dressed and packing my things. Placing my vibrating butt plug and ball to my bag, and packing a whole lot of maxi pads, knowing i will be leaking LOTS of juices all day. Dividing up the refrigerated 2 liter pop bottle of watered down urine from last day, i would pour it to 4 different bottles, and placing those to my bag as well. i was getting very nervous as i poured each bottle, knowing soon those bottles will come into use. At one point i did question myself as to why i would agree to such a task, even debating if i should even do it. With all the questions, i still did not slow my preparations. i would dress very similar to yesterday, wearing grey sweat pants, but today wearing a dark green long sleeve t-shirt. This outfit was chosen much for the same reason as my choice yesterday. The outfit would conceal the bag well, and allow myself for comfort. i knew i would need the comfort, as that will be one less thing for me to worry about.
i made it to work 15 minutes before the start time, giving myself plenty of time to get myself ready. Immediately i would enter the handicap washroom to lock myself in. This was becoming my somewhat sanctuary at work, giving me my space for preparations and tribute for my Miss. First thing i did was slide the vibrating ball into myself, set on its lowest setting. Following that i would insert the butt plug into myself, and using the remote turn it on its lowest setting as well. i groaned out lightly feeling both my canals being hit with so much stimulus so quickly. i had to grip either side of the sink for a few minutes, concentrating on my breathing, and pushing my pleasure back to the point i could regain my composure. Each day this week has seemed to get harder for me, today having to have both toys inside me drove me insane. The worst part was the shift had not even started yet. i knew i had to place a pad to my panties (which were thick ones to prevent visible wetness). Having not been able to cum all week has made my body want it more. Wishing for it, yet holding back, wanting my Miss to be pleased fully. My mind has been in a flux of wanting to break the order or not. Luckily it seems my want to please my Miss is stronger than my wish for lustful release.
Making my way back to my desk by the time work began i would hide behind my desk. Placing out the first bottle to my desk top, i uncapped it and held it for a few seconds. i began to worry what people would think if they had known what was in each bottle i have with me. Taking a few more deep breaths, i close my eyes and took the first big gulp of the watered down urine. Trying to hide my disgusted looking face, i was a bit surprised at how the taste of urine was not too strong. i kept worrying that people were watching me, although knowing no one would notice me too much. i thought about how if one person were to find out, i know the rumors would fly and everyone will know how disgusting i was, and what type of slut i truly am.
Not long after my first sip, the calls would flow in. They would be of major relief as they would pull my mind off of the non-stop vibrations of the toys. i did make sure to take a sip from the bottle after each call to keep my voice and throat all moist. Each sip brought a major feel of embarrassment. The only time i would feel worse was when i was on the phone, and i would be urinating through the catheter to the bag. The first time i would do that on this day, i ended it with more sips from the bottle. My embarrassment level has peaked to a new level today. A few people even asked me today what i was drinking, and what was in the bottle. i would answer all of them, telling them all it was green tea to cleanse my system. i do not know why but even answering people's questions of whats the contents brought my body to more embarrassing sensations. Everyday this week i would think my humiliation was on a new high, yet only to be topped the next day.
By lunch i would finish 2 of the 4 bottles. For lunch i did not get through my entire meal, my body's reactions preventing my body from feeling too hungry. During the mid point of my break, i found my way back to the washroom to give the catheter bag a courtesy empty, having time now to do so. After emptying it i would change the pad in my panties, and also taking the remote from my bag and turning the vibrating butt plug to its medium setting. i would not be able to hold back the sudden moan from escaping my lips. The pleasure was almost unbearable. i do think would normally just let go and cum, but i kept mind strong and determined to not cum. When i did feel close to cumming all day, i would put thoughts of my Miss through my head, control my breathing, and tense my muscles to keep from going over the edge.
The last half of work was agonizing. The work got busier, and i would finish my bottles by an hour and a half after my break. i did keep filling my bottle with regular water afterwards, which tasted very crisp and clean, compared to my beverages before. Even without the urine, my embarrassment levels remained high. i kept having a feeling people would discover the vibrating toys inside of me, or notice wet stains through my sweat pants. Fears that i would let my mind slip concentration just for a bit and accidentally cum.
With an hour and a half before my shift would end, i made my way to the washroom for some solitude. i emptied the bag while in there, then i would crumble to a ball in the corner of the washroom. i did cry a bit, as my body was growing weak from all the embarrassment and non-stop strain from having to hold back the orgasms all day. i did not stay for too long, but decided i could not keep working, my body and mind were weak and strained. i did straighten up and made my way to my boss to ask if i could go, lying and saying that i was beginning to feel major cramps and a headache. Being released for the day, i raced to my car. In my car i would remove both toys and cry some more, sitting in the driver seat. It did not take me long but i was able to regain my composure and drive home. Once home i would empty the last bag into the bottle i started earlier today. This whole week has been trying on me, both physical and emotional. Having to endure such high levels of emotions, and my body having to endure so many new sensations. i have worried heavily all week about trying to complete each task. Using my want and need to please my Miss as driving force. i do not know what i will do for tomorrow, as already i was unable to go through the whole day. i do hope my love and devotion for Miss helps me to make it through one more day.
Thursday, 21 July 2011
Assignment for the 20th of July 2011
At Work With Miss
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Dressed in a grey business suit with a white blouse, I enter my Miss' door. Slipping in, I close and lock the door behind me. Kneeling in front of the desk, I keep my back straight and my head bowed. She would instruct me to strip my clothes and place them to the desk top. I remove the suit as quickly as possible, making sure to fold it neatly to place on the desk top. Next I remove my underwear, and heels to place on the neat pile of clothes. Now naked I drop to the ground to kneel one more, all the while Miss places the pile of clothes to an empty desk drawer, and locking it once closed. Standing, and taking time from Her work, Miss makes Her way to me, asking for my wrists. I immediately place both hands above my head, wrists close together. She does not even waste a second, placing both leather cuffs around my wrists, securing them to their snug fit. Once done, my wrists go back to my lap, and She makes Her way around to my backside. There She gets down and place s the cuffs to my ankles, and secures them like the wrist ones before. I breathe slowly, feeling each second pass, each article placed to me, making me into Her pet. Pulling my hair back, She flips on my mask, pulling it over my head and face. As the eye holes come to their place, and the mask settles, She begins to secure the mask behind my head until it is at its perfect fit. She finishes off my dressings with my collar, placing it around my neck. Once on, secured and tight, She would flick Her tag at the front with amusement before making Her way to Her chair and desk.
Waving me over, I crawl on all fours around to where my Miss is. She would point me to under Her desk. Slowly I crawl under it, making myself as small as possible and pushing myself to the back, kneeling there with a smile on my face. Being behind the desk, Miss pushes up Her skirt and pulls off Her panties, handing them to me. After being instructed, I push Her panties into my vaginal canal, it now is to collect my own juices. I keep my thighs parted as much as the desk opening would allow me. I see Miss move closer to me, Her luscious legs in my view, along with Her mound. I inhale the scents and stay still, mesmerized and transfixed. I dare not move or do a thing until instructed or guided.
30 minutes passes before I see Her hand reach under to wave me. Moving a bit forward, I lean my head towards Her She would instruct me to massage Her thighs with my hands, and to pleasure Her mound with my mouth and tongue. "Yes Miss" I respond, not even wasting a second, my face dives down between Her thighs. My lips form a seal to Her labia, kissing them successfully, letting my tongue explore slowly. Starting first around the edges, then rolling around and in deeper through every rotation. My hands slip to my Miss' thigh tops, stroking, caressing then massaging gently. My hands make sure to take their time, going from the outer thigh, to the tops. Tracing across a few times before making it to the inner thighs to massage. Each pass my hands increase in pressure, my mouth mimicking it, increasing with my hands. I let my eyes close, Miss' intoxicating scent driving me on. I roll my neck gently, giving my mouth and tongue new angles, bringing new sensations to my Miss. I feel myself growing to a connection to Her, tuning in to Her body's reactions. Each sharp breath, every little moan, and Her increasing breathing pattern. Her muscles tense, feeling Her thighs tighten around me head. I push my head in deeper and increase my pacing. My tongue floating from flicks to circular rotations inside Her canal, trying to stimulate Her inner walls the best I can. My mind empties except for the thought to please my Miss, my actions fueled by Her juices. My own canal keeps dribbling with my own juices, the panties pushed inside me already drenched. I feel Miss' reactions increase, with my actions following suit. Not too long after, I feel Her sharp quick breaths, and spasms. My eating of Her non-stop has resulted in Miss' first orgasm. Her essence splashing all across my face, I moan to the delicious sweetness. I do begin to slow my tongue, but never stopping. I keep my tongue and mouth performing as before the orgasm, now once more building from slow. I did find myself smiling, loving the fact that my Miss had cum, wanting more from Her.
An hour had passed, my Miss had cum half of a dozen times before she ordered me to stop. My masked face was soaked, my tongue and mouth tired, but my spirits were high. Shifting the chair back, my Miss would get down a bit and smile to me. She would wave me up a bit, so we could meet for a kiss. My eyes close, savoring the kiss, accepting it as my reward for pleasing my Miss. The kiss lasts only seconds, yet still makes me melt. Reaching down She takes the soaked panties from my canal, then sliding it to my mouth. Following that, I am given the vibrating butt plug, inserting to myself. My wrist cuffs are linked behind my back, with my ankle cuffs linked together, with extra links used to join my wrists to my ankles. I shift back under the desk, so She can sit comfortably, telling me to keep my thighs parted. Taking pictures of the scene under Her desk, She flashes me an evil smile. Reaching back into Her desk drawer She produces the vibrating ball. Reaching down, She roughly pushed the ball into me, making me groan out to the stretch and the sudden vibrations. Telling me, I am not allowed to cum, I kneel under Her desk for what it seems like forever. She pays me no attention, trying to complete some work.
With my eyes closed, head bowed. I kept my mind concentrated on my breathing, and trying to hold back the pleasure from sending me over the edge. Unaware of how much time has passed. My eyes do keep peering up to see if Miss peeks to me. For the undetermined time She did look down a few times to flash me a smile. Her right foot would slip Her shoe off without me noticing. Her nylon clad food, would sneak over and press directly to my mound, adding pressure to make me gasp out loudly. Her ball and flat of Her foot pressed to my exposed mound, She keeps rubbing, with increasing speed and pressure. I struggle to hold back, using every once of my restraint to hold back the orgasm. I pant loudly, my eyes wide and my every muscle tensed. Just when I feel I cannot hold back more, She would pull Her foot away. Almost disappointed, I relax for a few seconds.
As I recover a bit, She would reach down to between my thighs. Reaching in She would slide the now drenched vibrating ball from me, causing me to groan to Her soaked panties. Putting the ball away, She would sit back up straight. Few moments later, Her foot would return to rub against my mound, sliding up and down slowly a few times. After the rubs, She would press the tip if Her big toe to my mound, pressing it in. I gasp, feeling Her use Her foot to press in and out a bit, stretching my canal out to the size of Her foot. One stretched properly, She would increase Her speed steadily, making Her foot begins to fuck me. Unable to control my moans, I writhe under Her desk making various noises, lost to the pleasure. I was granted permission to cum, but only if I do not stop cumming until She grows tired of foot fucking me. The next long while seemed like a blur. Only 30 to 45 minutes passed, but to me it seemed like hours. My first orgasm rippled through my body, and I would scream out. I did not even get to rest after it, Her foot relentlessly moving back and forth, using my own juices to lube Her way. Her foot would fuck me with as much speed as She could, making it as rough as possible, my body rocking to each of Her foot thrusts. Stopping only to switch to Her other foot, She continued Orgasm after orgasm, my mind losing track to how many have gone by. Her stoppage was sudden, my body would not even register the stop in pleasure for a minute or two after, my body still littered with spasms. Leaving me there for a while to recover, Miss took that time to finish off Her work.
Time passes, and it draws to the last hour of work. Miss working with much speed, She finished off all Her work for the day with time to spare to prepare us for our journey home. Getting up from the desk, Miss would unlink my cuffs, helping me from under the desk. Allowing me to stretch out, knowing how cramped my muscles are from being under the desk for the entire day. Once fully stretched, I was guided to stand bent over Her desk. My legs straight, parted wide, and my hands placed palms flat on the desk surface. From Her desk drawer She would produce an enema bag. With the use of Her office water cooler, She filled the bag with cold clean water. Once filled, the nozzle of the enema was slid up my rear. Shivering, and feeling the cold of the water as it begins to fill me. I try to keep my composure, with my breathing steady. However once the water fills me further, I begin to get the full feel. My stomach distending out, i groan out to the pain of the stretch. I look down to see my stomach, with much the same effect of someone a few weeks pregnant. I work hard on each deep breath, feeling the three liters of water now fully inside me. She carefully pulls the nozzle and hose from me, and quickly plugging me up with the vibrating butt plug once more. Taking out the same vibrating ball as before, She once more turns it on, pressing it to my mound and slipping it back into me. I feel the difference as the ball now is on the highest speed. Taking the remote, She turns the butt plug to its highest setting as well. I begin to shiver, my knees grow week, the sudden powerful vibrations cause my body to react heavily. Taking the panties from my mouth, She makes me wear them, holding in both the vibrating toys inside my body. Finishing off my preparations, Miss links my wrist cuffs behind my back, and attached the leash to the collar. Looking me over, Miss places a finger to Her lip as She thinks. Having an idea, Miss makes Her way back into Her desk. Adding the last touches, Miss adds a ball gag to my mouth, and clamps to my nipples. Smiling, Miss is happy with my final appearance.
Straightening Her suit, She takes my leash and walks out of the office with me in tow. All eyes turn to Miss, with her toy on a leash. She dressed exactly the same as She did when She got to work. Me leaving work, decorated in BDSM gear, my clamped breasts showing, and my submissive nature now clear to all Her co-workers. Walking past everyone, She does not even flinch. We make our way out the door and down the street toward Her home. I blush out with embarrassment as I am shown off to the World as Her collared, leashed and decorated pet.
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Dressed in a grey business suit with a white blouse, I enter my Miss' door. Slipping in, I close and lock the door behind me. Kneeling in front of the desk, I keep my back straight and my head bowed. She would instruct me to strip my clothes and place them to the desk top. I remove the suit as quickly as possible, making sure to fold it neatly to place on the desk top. Next I remove my underwear, and heels to place on the neat pile of clothes. Now naked I drop to the ground to kneel one more, all the while Miss places the pile of clothes to an empty desk drawer, and locking it once closed. Standing, and taking time from Her work, Miss makes Her way to me, asking for my wrists. I immediately place both hands above my head, wrists close together. She does not even waste a second, placing both leather cuffs around my wrists, securing them to their snug fit. Once done, my wrists go back to my lap, and She makes Her way around to my backside. There She gets down and place s the cuffs to my ankles, and secures them like the wrist ones before. I breathe slowly, feeling each second pass, each article placed to me, making me into Her pet. Pulling my hair back, She flips on my mask, pulling it over my head and face. As the eye holes come to their place, and the mask settles, She begins to secure the mask behind my head until it is at its perfect fit. She finishes off my dressings with my collar, placing it around my neck. Once on, secured and tight, She would flick Her tag at the front with amusement before making Her way to Her chair and desk.
Waving me over, I crawl on all fours around to where my Miss is. She would point me to under Her desk. Slowly I crawl under it, making myself as small as possible and pushing myself to the back, kneeling there with a smile on my face. Being behind the desk, Miss pushes up Her skirt and pulls off Her panties, handing them to me. After being instructed, I push Her panties into my vaginal canal, it now is to collect my own juices. I keep my thighs parted as much as the desk opening would allow me. I see Miss move closer to me, Her luscious legs in my view, along with Her mound. I inhale the scents and stay still, mesmerized and transfixed. I dare not move or do a thing until instructed or guided.
30 minutes passes before I see Her hand reach under to wave me. Moving a bit forward, I lean my head towards Her She would instruct me to massage Her thighs with my hands, and to pleasure Her mound with my mouth and tongue. "Yes Miss" I respond, not even wasting a second, my face dives down between Her thighs. My lips form a seal to Her labia, kissing them successfully, letting my tongue explore slowly. Starting first around the edges, then rolling around and in deeper through every rotation. My hands slip to my Miss' thigh tops, stroking, caressing then massaging gently. My hands make sure to take their time, going from the outer thigh, to the tops. Tracing across a few times before making it to the inner thighs to massage. Each pass my hands increase in pressure, my mouth mimicking it, increasing with my hands. I let my eyes close, Miss' intoxicating scent driving me on. I roll my neck gently, giving my mouth and tongue new angles, bringing new sensations to my Miss. I feel myself growing to a connection to Her, tuning in to Her body's reactions. Each sharp breath, every little moan, and Her increasing breathing pattern. Her muscles tense, feeling Her thighs tighten around me head. I push my head in deeper and increase my pacing. My tongue floating from flicks to circular rotations inside Her canal, trying to stimulate Her inner walls the best I can. My mind empties except for the thought to please my Miss, my actions fueled by Her juices. My own canal keeps dribbling with my own juices, the panties pushed inside me already drenched. I feel Miss' reactions increase, with my actions following suit. Not too long after, I feel Her sharp quick breaths, and spasms. My eating of Her non-stop has resulted in Miss' first orgasm. Her essence splashing all across my face, I moan to the delicious sweetness. I do begin to slow my tongue, but never stopping. I keep my tongue and mouth performing as before the orgasm, now once more building from slow. I did find myself smiling, loving the fact that my Miss had cum, wanting more from Her.
An hour had passed, my Miss had cum half of a dozen times before she ordered me to stop. My masked face was soaked, my tongue and mouth tired, but my spirits were high. Shifting the chair back, my Miss would get down a bit and smile to me. She would wave me up a bit, so we could meet for a kiss. My eyes close, savoring the kiss, accepting it as my reward for pleasing my Miss. The kiss lasts only seconds, yet still makes me melt. Reaching down She takes the soaked panties from my canal, then sliding it to my mouth. Following that, I am given the vibrating butt plug, inserting to myself. My wrist cuffs are linked behind my back, with my ankle cuffs linked together, with extra links used to join my wrists to my ankles. I shift back under the desk, so She can sit comfortably, telling me to keep my thighs parted. Taking pictures of the scene under Her desk, She flashes me an evil smile. Reaching back into Her desk drawer She produces the vibrating ball. Reaching down, She roughly pushed the ball into me, making me groan out to the stretch and the sudden vibrations. Telling me, I am not allowed to cum, I kneel under Her desk for what it seems like forever. She pays me no attention, trying to complete some work.
With my eyes closed, head bowed. I kept my mind concentrated on my breathing, and trying to hold back the pleasure from sending me over the edge. Unaware of how much time has passed. My eyes do keep peering up to see if Miss peeks to me. For the undetermined time She did look down a few times to flash me a smile. Her right foot would slip Her shoe off without me noticing. Her nylon clad food, would sneak over and press directly to my mound, adding pressure to make me gasp out loudly. Her ball and flat of Her foot pressed to my exposed mound, She keeps rubbing, with increasing speed and pressure. I struggle to hold back, using every once of my restraint to hold back the orgasm. I pant loudly, my eyes wide and my every muscle tensed. Just when I feel I cannot hold back more, She would pull Her foot away. Almost disappointed, I relax for a few seconds.
As I recover a bit, She would reach down to between my thighs. Reaching in She would slide the now drenched vibrating ball from me, causing me to groan to Her soaked panties. Putting the ball away, She would sit back up straight. Few moments later, Her foot would return to rub against my mound, sliding up and down slowly a few times. After the rubs, She would press the tip if Her big toe to my mound, pressing it in. I gasp, feeling Her use Her foot to press in and out a bit, stretching my canal out to the size of Her foot. One stretched properly, She would increase Her speed steadily, making Her foot begins to fuck me. Unable to control my moans, I writhe under Her desk making various noises, lost to the pleasure. I was granted permission to cum, but only if I do not stop cumming until She grows tired of foot fucking me. The next long while seemed like a blur. Only 30 to 45 minutes passed, but to me it seemed like hours. My first orgasm rippled through my body, and I would scream out. I did not even get to rest after it, Her foot relentlessly moving back and forth, using my own juices to lube Her way. Her foot would fuck me with as much speed as She could, making it as rough as possible, my body rocking to each of Her foot thrusts. Stopping only to switch to Her other foot, She continued Orgasm after orgasm, my mind losing track to how many have gone by. Her stoppage was sudden, my body would not even register the stop in pleasure for a minute or two after, my body still littered with spasms. Leaving me there for a while to recover, Miss took that time to finish off Her work.
Time passes, and it draws to the last hour of work. Miss working with much speed, She finished off all Her work for the day with time to spare to prepare us for our journey home. Getting up from the desk, Miss would unlink my cuffs, helping me from under the desk. Allowing me to stretch out, knowing how cramped my muscles are from being under the desk for the entire day. Once fully stretched, I was guided to stand bent over Her desk. My legs straight, parted wide, and my hands placed palms flat on the desk surface. From Her desk drawer She would produce an enema bag. With the use of Her office water cooler, She filled the bag with cold clean water. Once filled, the nozzle of the enema was slid up my rear. Shivering, and feeling the cold of the water as it begins to fill me. I try to keep my composure, with my breathing steady. However once the water fills me further, I begin to get the full feel. My stomach distending out, i groan out to the pain of the stretch. I look down to see my stomach, with much the same effect of someone a few weeks pregnant. I work hard on each deep breath, feeling the three liters of water now fully inside me. She carefully pulls the nozzle and hose from me, and quickly plugging me up with the vibrating butt plug once more. Taking out the same vibrating ball as before, She once more turns it on, pressing it to my mound and slipping it back into me. I feel the difference as the ball now is on the highest speed. Taking the remote, She turns the butt plug to its highest setting as well. I begin to shiver, my knees grow week, the sudden powerful vibrations cause my body to react heavily. Taking the panties from my mouth, She makes me wear them, holding in both the vibrating toys inside my body. Finishing off my preparations, Miss links my wrist cuffs behind my back, and attached the leash to the collar. Looking me over, Miss places a finger to Her lip as She thinks. Having an idea, Miss makes Her way back into Her desk. Adding the last touches, Miss adds a ball gag to my mouth, and clamps to my nipples. Smiling, Miss is happy with my final appearance.
Straightening Her suit, She takes my leash and walks out of the office with me in tow. All eyes turn to Miss, with her toy on a leash. She dressed exactly the same as She did when She got to work. Me leaving work, decorated in BDSM gear, my clamped breasts showing, and my submissive nature now clear to all Her co-workers. Walking past everyone, She does not even flinch. We make our way out the door and down the street toward Her home. I blush out with embarrassment as I am shown off to the World as Her collared, leashed and decorated pet.
Wednesday, 20 July 2011
Assignment for the 19th of July 2011
Synopsis:
i was to once again wear the catheter and bag to work today. However i was to also wear my vibrating butt plug for the duration. While preparing for work, i was to also give myself enemas until nothing butt water exited my rear
Assignment:
Right after waking, and removing my sleeping items, i made my way to the washroom with my enema, the vibrating butt plug, the catheter and the bag. i was still half asleep when i made it in, placing each item to the counter. It took some thought as to which item to put first, but i did decide on sitting to the toilet seat to insert the catheter to place. It was seeming like a ritual the past few days putting the catheter on right away in the morning. i did find myself getting a lot better at inserting it, and this insertion was done with more confidence. Once inserted fully, i did turn the nozzle and let the contents of my bladder float to the toilet. Next i took up the syringe attachment and filled it with water. Like yesterday, i did attach it to the catheter and push the water to my bladder. The sensation of the water being pushed into myself still felt very foreign, and once again felt like having a pee reversed. i only held it in for a few seconds before releasing it to the toilet. Next i filled my enema bag with warm soapy water, and took it to the shower with me. At the end of my cleanse in the shower, i did kneel and administer the enema. i did stay kneeling to the shower floor, taking the whole liter in. Once done, i did exit the shower to release the contents of the enema to the toilet bowl, and then to dry off. i did repeat the enema another 2 more times after the original one, the 3rd one being the one that only exited water. Before even getting to work, my bladder and bowels were now empty. Finishing with my preparations, i attached the catheter bag, then secured it to my right thigh. Next i slipped my vibrating butt plug into myself, and taking the remote i turned the plug on its lowest setting.
After my wash and preparations, i got dressed. Today choosing to wear boots, a grey cotton skirt that reached under my knees, and a red sleeveless top. i choose this specific wear so the catheter bag would be concealed. i did check the mirror as i did yesterday just to be sure the bag cannot be seen in any ways. To my luck i could not see it. Following getting dressed, i proceeded with my pre-work meal, drinking a whole liter of water to go with it. i did fill my liter bottle before leaving for work, wanting to make sure i have the bottle full of water the whole day once more.
Today was pretty much the same as yesterday. i got to work the same time, worked the same shift, even had the same things to do. Sitting at my desk taking care of calls. It did not take much longer than 5 minutes into work and the phone started ringing. i kept fielding calls until about an hour into my shift. While on the phone with a customer i did begin to urinate through the catheter and to the bag. i began to feel the embarrassment once more, but today was even more intense. Yesterday i was feeling majorly turned on through the humiliation. Today, i had the extra stimulation of the vibrating butt plug. i did have to concentrate hard on completing the call, i did not want to suddenly moan or stumble on the phone. To my luck the call did end quick, and i did finish my pee. The first half of work i did pee several times. Close to the same time as yesterday i had already peed to the bag several times and had to empty the bag. Unlike yesterday, the first empty of the bag, the pee was already as clear as my last empty of yesterday. Once emptied i did return to my desk to keep working.
Break came quickly. i ate at my desk, having my wrap and can of soda. i know i did have to stop eating mid break, feeling myself begin to fill the bag as i sat there. Once my food was done, i did have a few extra minutes to kill. i decided to take this opportunity to empty the catheter bag early, and to check on how far it had filled. i did note that the bag was filled half way. i had been using the catheter more than i was yesterday, enforcing that i have so far taking in more water today.
The last half of my shift was agonizing. At one point in the night i was so filled with lust, i found myself rocking against the butt plug, while i was urinating through the catheter tube, and drinking water between a few calls. i did do this a few times in a row until i realized the bag was full. i found it hard to pull my mind off of the sensations, but i kept having to force my mind to the work. The embarrassment never went away, but only intensified through the night as i emptied the bag more. i did empty the bag a combined one full time more than i did yesterday (actually it was 2 half releases). Much like yesterday when my shift ticked down, i did race from there to get home. i did not wish to stick around, or even converse. My only wish was to go home, so i could empty the bag, then finally turn off and remove the plug. Once home i did find myself at a very high horny level even after removal of the catheter and plug, seems my mind and body have been aroused by my high levels of humiliation for the day. i hope this is the effect my Miss desired for <3
i was to once again wear the catheter and bag to work today. However i was to also wear my vibrating butt plug for the duration. While preparing for work, i was to also give myself enemas until nothing butt water exited my rear
Assignment:
Right after waking, and removing my sleeping items, i made my way to the washroom with my enema, the vibrating butt plug, the catheter and the bag. i was still half asleep when i made it in, placing each item to the counter. It took some thought as to which item to put first, but i did decide on sitting to the toilet seat to insert the catheter to place. It was seeming like a ritual the past few days putting the catheter on right away in the morning. i did find myself getting a lot better at inserting it, and this insertion was done with more confidence. Once inserted fully, i did turn the nozzle and let the contents of my bladder float to the toilet. Next i took up the syringe attachment and filled it with water. Like yesterday, i did attach it to the catheter and push the water to my bladder. The sensation of the water being pushed into myself still felt very foreign, and once again felt like having a pee reversed. i only held it in for a few seconds before releasing it to the toilet. Next i filled my enema bag with warm soapy water, and took it to the shower with me. At the end of my cleanse in the shower, i did kneel and administer the enema. i did stay kneeling to the shower floor, taking the whole liter in. Once done, i did exit the shower to release the contents of the enema to the toilet bowl, and then to dry off. i did repeat the enema another 2 more times after the original one, the 3rd one being the one that only exited water. Before even getting to work, my bladder and bowels were now empty. Finishing with my preparations, i attached the catheter bag, then secured it to my right thigh. Next i slipped my vibrating butt plug into myself, and taking the remote i turned the plug on its lowest setting.
After my wash and preparations, i got dressed. Today choosing to wear boots, a grey cotton skirt that reached under my knees, and a red sleeveless top. i choose this specific wear so the catheter bag would be concealed. i did check the mirror as i did yesterday just to be sure the bag cannot be seen in any ways. To my luck i could not see it. Following getting dressed, i proceeded with my pre-work meal, drinking a whole liter of water to go with it. i did fill my liter bottle before leaving for work, wanting to make sure i have the bottle full of water the whole day once more.
Today was pretty much the same as yesterday. i got to work the same time, worked the same shift, even had the same things to do. Sitting at my desk taking care of calls. It did not take much longer than 5 minutes into work and the phone started ringing. i kept fielding calls until about an hour into my shift. While on the phone with a customer i did begin to urinate through the catheter and to the bag. i began to feel the embarrassment once more, but today was even more intense. Yesterday i was feeling majorly turned on through the humiliation. Today, i had the extra stimulation of the vibrating butt plug. i did have to concentrate hard on completing the call, i did not want to suddenly moan or stumble on the phone. To my luck the call did end quick, and i did finish my pee. The first half of work i did pee several times. Close to the same time as yesterday i had already peed to the bag several times and had to empty the bag. Unlike yesterday, the first empty of the bag, the pee was already as clear as my last empty of yesterday. Once emptied i did return to my desk to keep working.
Break came quickly. i ate at my desk, having my wrap and can of soda. i know i did have to stop eating mid break, feeling myself begin to fill the bag as i sat there. Once my food was done, i did have a few extra minutes to kill. i decided to take this opportunity to empty the catheter bag early, and to check on how far it had filled. i did note that the bag was filled half way. i had been using the catheter more than i was yesterday, enforcing that i have so far taking in more water today.
The last half of my shift was agonizing. At one point in the night i was so filled with lust, i found myself rocking against the butt plug, while i was urinating through the catheter tube, and drinking water between a few calls. i did do this a few times in a row until i realized the bag was full. i found it hard to pull my mind off of the sensations, but i kept having to force my mind to the work. The embarrassment never went away, but only intensified through the night as i emptied the bag more. i did empty the bag a combined one full time more than i did yesterday (actually it was 2 half releases). Much like yesterday when my shift ticked down, i did race from there to get home. i did not wish to stick around, or even converse. My only wish was to go home, so i could empty the bag, then finally turn off and remove the plug. Once home i did find myself at a very high horny level even after removal of the catheter and plug, seems my mind and body have been aroused by my high levels of humiliation for the day. i hope this is the effect my Miss desired for <3
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Assignment for the 18th of July 2011
Synopsis:
i was to wear my catheter, along with the bag attachment for duration of my shift at work. was not allowed to use the washroom, except to release the full bag.
Assignment:
Not long after i woke up today, i went right to the washroom with the catheter set to begin my task for the day. Even before i had my morning use of the toilet, i sat to the seat to slide the catheter into me slowly. i took extra care and time, making sure i get it in right and without pain. i did think about how i am doing this again for most of a day. i did think i was getting used to it, but today was a true test. Once in i did turn the nozzle and let out my bladder's contents to the toilet. i did sit to the seat for this and did not do anything funky like stand and pee like yesterday. Once done i did leave the nozzle open. Opening the catheter kit, i took out the syringe looking attachment. Filling it with some water, i attached it to the catheter nozzle. Slowly i pressed the syringe end, pushing the water into myself. My back like straightened to it right away, and i did groan. It was a weird sensation, like i was having a pee reversed. It was very foreign and caused me to groan out loads. Once finished i did pinch the hose and detach the syringe attachment. i did close the nozzle and hold it inside myself for a few minutes. i did not last long, i guess the sensations of having the water pushed inside me still lingered. i did release the water from my bladder to the toilet.
Once the water fully exited me, i did feel relieved and proceeded to finish my morning freshening up After my shower, i did attach the bag to the catheter. The bag having 2 straps, i wrapped it to my right thigh. i did worry about having this with me all day, about people maybe catching it on me. i made sure it stuck close to my inner thigh. i kept thinking how the catheter is going to be open, and i will have no control of my bladder all day.
For work, i did agree with my Miss to wear my purple'ish summer dress, with a halter type top to it. Underneath i wore my cotton white panties to help hold the catheter in place. i was chosen this dress by Miss as it would best conceal the catheter and bag. After getting dressed, i did have some lunch, making sure to drink plenty of water. i did keep thinking how cruel Miss was to make me drink over double my intake of water now, knowing well i have the catheter and bag on. Once finished with my meal, i did get my things and drive to work.
i got to work and made it to my desk. Once down i did check the bag quickly, seeing if anything was in it. To my luck not yet. i was not sure how i would react to it, or know when its full. As instructed, i did keep a giant 1 liter bottle of water with me to start the day. i was very fortunate today for being behind my desk all day with calls. i know within my first hour i did pee. i was not allowed to go to the washroom as it was not necessary with the catheter and bag in place. i felt the bag get warm with my own urine, which was now experience. i now know i can feel the bag get warm and i could feel how much it fills with my hands. Once i finished peeing, i did smooth my hands over my dress where the bag was, feeling how full it was. i did feel very embarrassed during my first urination to the bag. i know no one knew or saw, but the fact that i was peeing at my desk, while i was on the phone with a customer. It just made me feel very humiliated, which made me feel more turned on. Once i finished the call, i did drink more water. i made sure between every call i would drink more. Once the bottle finished i would get up to fill the bottle up at the nearby water cooler.
About an hour and a bit before my break i did notice the bag feeling very full. i do think i had peed into the bag through the catheter about 3 full times by now. i know each time i did was at my desk while i was on the phone. i tried to pretend nothing was happening, but each time i did feel the humiliation and the turn on. All these emotions did make my mind float back to thoughts of my gorgeous Miss. i made my way to the washroom for the first time all day. Once there, i did lock the door and use the handicap washroom. Unstrapping the bag from my leg, i pulled it up, and aimed the opposite end to the toilet bowl. The top end of the bag, the catheter attachment, on the bottom is a release nozzle for the bag. i clicked the nozzle and let the bag's content flow to the toilet. i did sit there for a bit and was very surprised at how much i have released to the bag. i did note with how much water i have been drinking that my urine was very clear. Once emptied i did re-attach the bag to my leg and proceeded back to work.
Break came and went, and work progressively got busier as the night went on. i do think with having the catheter and bag on, i was more productive. Saving me from having to run back and forth from the washroom. However i guess if i did not drink that much water i would not be peeing this much. i do not know why though, every time i was on the phone with a call, and i would begin to pee to the bag it would always be just as embarrassing. i thought it would be less as the day went on but i was wrong, this lasted the entire day. Each time just as bad as the last. i did lose track of how much water i drank the whole day, but i have kept the 1 liter Aquafina bottle with me the entire time. Each time it finished, i would refill it. i do think at one point all i was doing was drinking water in one end, and it would exit me the other end, especially with the catheter open, making my control useless. The first half of work i only had to empty the bag once. the second half of work i had to empty the bag twice, and even a third when i got home from work (although not full). The feel of the catheter and the bag really became a non-bother by the end of the day. i do think i am able to wear the catheter for long periods after my day. i don't really like the bag as much, but i do now know what i am capable of. The end of the day was a major relief, as work was stressful, and wearing the bag was embarrassing. i raced from work, and straight home. Once the bag was emptied i did remove the bag and close the nozzle. i don't know why though, i did not take the catheter out, and its inside me as i write now, awaiting to see if Miss wants it to me removed or to stay in :-P
i was to wear my catheter, along with the bag attachment for duration of my shift at work. was not allowed to use the washroom, except to release the full bag.
Assignment:
Not long after i woke up today, i went right to the washroom with the catheter set to begin my task for the day. Even before i had my morning use of the toilet, i sat to the seat to slide the catheter into me slowly. i took extra care and time, making sure i get it in right and without pain. i did think about how i am doing this again for most of a day. i did think i was getting used to it, but today was a true test. Once in i did turn the nozzle and let out my bladder's contents to the toilet. i did sit to the seat for this and did not do anything funky like stand and pee like yesterday. Once done i did leave the nozzle open. Opening the catheter kit, i took out the syringe looking attachment. Filling it with some water, i attached it to the catheter nozzle. Slowly i pressed the syringe end, pushing the water into myself. My back like straightened to it right away, and i did groan. It was a weird sensation, like i was having a pee reversed. It was very foreign and caused me to groan out loads. Once finished i did pinch the hose and detach the syringe attachment. i did close the nozzle and hold it inside myself for a few minutes. i did not last long, i guess the sensations of having the water pushed inside me still lingered. i did release the water from my bladder to the toilet.
Once the water fully exited me, i did feel relieved and proceeded to finish my morning freshening up After my shower, i did attach the bag to the catheter. The bag having 2 straps, i wrapped it to my right thigh. i did worry about having this with me all day, about people maybe catching it on me. i made sure it stuck close to my inner thigh. i kept thinking how the catheter is going to be open, and i will have no control of my bladder all day.
For work, i did agree with my Miss to wear my purple'ish summer dress, with a halter type top to it. Underneath i wore my cotton white panties to help hold the catheter in place. i was chosen this dress by Miss as it would best conceal the catheter and bag. After getting dressed, i did have some lunch, making sure to drink plenty of water. i did keep thinking how cruel Miss was to make me drink over double my intake of water now, knowing well i have the catheter and bag on. Once finished with my meal, i did get my things and drive to work.
i got to work and made it to my desk. Once down i did check the bag quickly, seeing if anything was in it. To my luck not yet. i was not sure how i would react to it, or know when its full. As instructed, i did keep a giant 1 liter bottle of water with me to start the day. i was very fortunate today for being behind my desk all day with calls. i know within my first hour i did pee. i was not allowed to go to the washroom as it was not necessary with the catheter and bag in place. i felt the bag get warm with my own urine, which was now experience. i now know i can feel the bag get warm and i could feel how much it fills with my hands. Once i finished peeing, i did smooth my hands over my dress where the bag was, feeling how full it was. i did feel very embarrassed during my first urination to the bag. i know no one knew or saw, but the fact that i was peeing at my desk, while i was on the phone with a customer. It just made me feel very humiliated, which made me feel more turned on. Once i finished the call, i did drink more water. i made sure between every call i would drink more. Once the bottle finished i would get up to fill the bottle up at the nearby water cooler.
About an hour and a bit before my break i did notice the bag feeling very full. i do think i had peed into the bag through the catheter about 3 full times by now. i know each time i did was at my desk while i was on the phone. i tried to pretend nothing was happening, but each time i did feel the humiliation and the turn on. All these emotions did make my mind float back to thoughts of my gorgeous Miss. i made my way to the washroom for the first time all day. Once there, i did lock the door and use the handicap washroom. Unstrapping the bag from my leg, i pulled it up, and aimed the opposite end to the toilet bowl. The top end of the bag, the catheter attachment, on the bottom is a release nozzle for the bag. i clicked the nozzle and let the bag's content flow to the toilet. i did sit there for a bit and was very surprised at how much i have released to the bag. i did note with how much water i have been drinking that my urine was very clear. Once emptied i did re-attach the bag to my leg and proceeded back to work.
Break came and went, and work progressively got busier as the night went on. i do think with having the catheter and bag on, i was more productive. Saving me from having to run back and forth from the washroom. However i guess if i did not drink that much water i would not be peeing this much. i do not know why though, every time i was on the phone with a call, and i would begin to pee to the bag it would always be just as embarrassing. i thought it would be less as the day went on but i was wrong, this lasted the entire day. Each time just as bad as the last. i did lose track of how much water i drank the whole day, but i have kept the 1 liter Aquafina bottle with me the entire time. Each time it finished, i would refill it. i do think at one point all i was doing was drinking water in one end, and it would exit me the other end, especially with the catheter open, making my control useless. The first half of work i only had to empty the bag once. the second half of work i had to empty the bag twice, and even a third when i got home from work (although not full). The feel of the catheter and the bag really became a non-bother by the end of the day. i do think i am able to wear the catheter for long periods after my day. i don't really like the bag as much, but i do now know what i am capable of. The end of the day was a major relief, as work was stressful, and wearing the bag was embarrassing. i raced from work, and straight home. Once the bag was emptied i did remove the bag and close the nozzle. i don't know why though, i did not take the catheter out, and its inside me as i write now, awaiting to see if Miss wants it to me removed or to stay in :-P
Monday, 18 July 2011
Assignment for the 17th of July 2011
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Sunday, 17 July 2011
Assignment for the 16th of July 2011
Synopsis:
This was not really an assignment. i was not allowed to cum all night, but while at the club i was given permission to pleasure a hot female. i also took this opportunity to look for potential suitors that were not males.
Assignment:
Last night, i was picked up by one of my best friends. i was wearing a black halter top with blue jeans. Underneath i wore a purple thong, with no bra as the halter top showed a lot of back. My friend was in a beautiful grey and black dress. We made our way to the gay & lesbian night club by 9:00 and met up with my friend's girlfriend and another one of their friends. While in line i got excited, i have never been int here before, also knowing i have somethings i could do to make my Miss happy. It did not take us long to make our way in.
Once in, i did look all around, taking in the sights, thinking how this is just like regular clubs, but everyone in here was gay or les. We danced our way through the club to the bar, as its our custom, we took back a pair of shots each, then we got ourselves drinks. i got 2 highballs, rum and coke for myself. We sat around for a little while, enjoying our drinks. i kept looking around the club, just surveying the people. i truly thought the people in this club looked amazing. i loved the outfits, the colors. As our drinks finished, we made another pass to the bar to get another drink each. We didn't even make it back to the table before we finished the drinks and made our way to the dance floor. We all danced together as a group. The music was great, it was a mix of pop, techno, and random other music. We were getting wild as the alcohol was getting to us. While we were dancing i did run into the cutest pair of gay guys i have ever seen. They came up and danced with us, and it seems they knew my friend's other friend. The 2 were dressed very preppy in bright pastel colors, all very coordinated. they both were very energetic, talkative and silly. After dancing for a while, i left the group with the 2 gay guys to have a drink with them as we were having so much fun dancing. They bought me a crantini and a superman shot, then stood around the bar to talk a bit. i did wind up asking them about where they shop, and even if they could be my shopping friends. Stating that gay guys make the best shopping friends. We did exchange numbers then a bunch of drunk woo'ing.
After the drinks we tried to find my friends, but were unable to see them. We danced close to where we were before but they were gone. We decided to make our way close to the stage and dance there. i know i was looking all about trying to find my friends, but my eyes were caught by someone on the stage looking to me. As our eyes locked, she gave me a tiny wave, and shaking her hips towards me. My response was to mouth out "hi" then wave back. i was contemplating going up, but it did not take me long before my 2 new gay friends kept rallying me to go up. Not only are the 2 pushing my back, but the girl on stage reached for my hands to pull me up there. This girl was gorgeous, she had short blonde hair, long slender legs, to match her slender body. She wore shiny black pants with a gold top. From the short while before i made it to the stage i already thought she was a good dancer, after making it up there and dancing with her, i thought she was amazing. i don't know what happened but i wound up dancing with her for ages, i know i did spot my friends a few times, but i could not get away. i was mesmerized by this woman i have not even spoken to yet. My back did get pinned to the wall of the stage, as she grinded hard and deep to my body. i did find myself getting majorly turned on. She brought her face close to mine before kissing my lips lightly. When we parted she said lets get some drinks. She took my hand and pulled me over to a booth so we could sit close. She asked the waitress to bring us each a pair of drinks so we could get close, drink and get to know each other. She told me how old she was, that being 24 and what she did for a living. All the while she had her arm around me. We conversed more for a bit, taking in a few more beverages. i was pretty drunk by now. We made our way to the dance floor but did not do much dancing. We started out with a few minutes of dancing before she backed me to a corner on the dance floor to make out with me and feel me up. i was lost and in a daze. From kissing to dancing, it was a giant blur. Next thing i know we were making our way outside so she could have a cigarette. i was offered one, but i remembered saying no. i did promise to never smoke again to my Miss and i intend to keep it.
Once outside and she was smoking, she got close to me and whispered that she wanted to fuck. i know that turned me on and i was very interested. i suggested the washroom, and she said her car was close by in a parkade. We walked around the corner to the parkade where she took me to an SUV, with tinted back windows. As She pulled me in and began to undress me, i did stop her to inform her that i was not allowed to cum as i was not allowed. She laughed and pulled me in for a kiss and to pin me to her back seat. While pulling off my clothes then her's she asked me why am i not allowed to cum. i told her that my Miss did not allow me, and that i was a collared submissive to Miss Lindy. She sat up naked with me and asked me if i was even allowed to be with her, having an annoyed look to her face. i informed her that i am allowed and this actually pleases my Miss, however i could only give to her and not receive. i think that was okay with her as she pulled me to my back and then straddled my face. i laughed and immediately went to work, pressing myself to her mound and using my tongue to dance all along her inner walls of her canal. i tried to roll my head and neck, along with my tongue, feeling her body work up. i kept my tongue moving to her body's pacing. The tastes of her juices were very sweet, like pineapple juice. my hands went around her thighs and massaged deeply to her legs. i was filled with deep lust, my actions were automatic and without thought. All i could think of was how hot this was. i do think i was there for a while, but i do not know as i have not checked the time for a while. To me it could have been 2 am and i would not have known. After a while i felt her thighs tense around my head and face, and my face was drenched. She shot out a lot of juices which caught me off guard, i tried to drink down loads but the rest got all over my chin, cheeks, nose, neck and chest. As we both sat there to recover, i rubbed my hands all along my chest rubbing her juices to me. She took a towel from the back and began to wipe my face off, as we both breathed deeply, euphoric and dazed. We both got dressed and even tried to freshen up our make up a bit. We did exchange underwear as she now had my purple thong and i now wore her red and black very tiny g-string.
We walked back to the club where we kissed and exchanged numbers, then we both set out to find our friends. i did check the time and it was about 1. i was away from my friends for 2 and a half hours it seemed. To me it felt like hours as my sense of time was gone. i was lucky as i did find my friends at the bar. Meeting them at the front they even got me a drink, which i thought was sooo nice of them. We got another round of drinks pretty much right after as it was now last call. As we finished we made our way our to the dance floor for the rest of the night. While on the dance floor i did look over to these 2 girls which were dancing all close. For some reason i got the feel that they were transsexuals. i even asked my group of friends what they thought and we were split. The two girls did seem very beautiful, and about 30 years old give or take. One was an Asian wearing leather pants and a red tube top, the other one was a blonde in a pink top with a short pink and black skirt, boots and fishnets. i was curious and drunk. So confidently i went over to dance with them and lean in to ask them if they were. They did answer me and i smiled to them, hugging each and making my way back to my friends to tell them. The 2 followed me and they joined us for dancing. Not much was really said but we did keep close and keep dancing all the way to the last song of the night. When they put on the last slow song, my friend and her gf went to dance. Their friend went to go get my friend's car, which left me time to get to speak to the 2 transsexuals. They did tell me that one was a shemale and the other was a tranny. i did ask them what did that mean as i did not understand, and they said its complicated. i did ask for their numbers so they could explain it to me. The blonde one who was classified as a shemale gave me her number and said that we should keep messaging. We exchanged numbers then talked for a bit more. i did tell them i found them very beautiful and it was very hard to see that they were not full women. i could tell they both worked very hard on becoming what they were.
We didn't get to talk for very much before they said they should get going to get their car. We did agree to keep messaging and to meet up sometime. i went to go check on my 2 friends on the dance floor. Making my way over, i did run into the 2 gay guys from earlier. i hugged them both and wished them well, and said i would call them. They pretended to be straight and did the Night at the Roxbury sandwich hump dance to me, as i did fake moans and then laugh. As they left i made my way over to sneak up on my friend and her gf. We all then made our way from the club and to the car, where our friend drove us away from there. i did exchange a text to the 2 transsexuals wishing them a great night, and saying that we should keep in touch. With my night done, i was drunk and tired. It was a very fun evening and i was very proud. This night i got my Miss a few options of potentials for Her. i do hope She is impressed, and i do hope to see all those new friends pretty soon.
This was not really an assignment. i was not allowed to cum all night, but while at the club i was given permission to pleasure a hot female. i also took this opportunity to look for potential suitors that were not males.
Assignment:
Last night, i was picked up by one of my best friends. i was wearing a black halter top with blue jeans. Underneath i wore a purple thong, with no bra as the halter top showed a lot of back. My friend was in a beautiful grey and black dress. We made our way to the gay & lesbian night club by 9:00 and met up with my friend's girlfriend and another one of their friends. While in line i got excited, i have never been int here before, also knowing i have somethings i could do to make my Miss happy. It did not take us long to make our way in.
Once in, i did look all around, taking in the sights, thinking how this is just like regular clubs, but everyone in here was gay or les. We danced our way through the club to the bar, as its our custom, we took back a pair of shots each, then we got ourselves drinks. i got 2 highballs, rum and coke for myself. We sat around for a little while, enjoying our drinks. i kept looking around the club, just surveying the people. i truly thought the people in this club looked amazing. i loved the outfits, the colors. As our drinks finished, we made another pass to the bar to get another drink each. We didn't even make it back to the table before we finished the drinks and made our way to the dance floor. We all danced together as a group. The music was great, it was a mix of pop, techno, and random other music. We were getting wild as the alcohol was getting to us. While we were dancing i did run into the cutest pair of gay guys i have ever seen. They came up and danced with us, and it seems they knew my friend's other friend. The 2 were dressed very preppy in bright pastel colors, all very coordinated. they both were very energetic, talkative and silly. After dancing for a while, i left the group with the 2 gay guys to have a drink with them as we were having so much fun dancing. They bought me a crantini and a superman shot, then stood around the bar to talk a bit. i did wind up asking them about where they shop, and even if they could be my shopping friends. Stating that gay guys make the best shopping friends. We did exchange numbers then a bunch of drunk woo'ing.
After the drinks we tried to find my friends, but were unable to see them. We danced close to where we were before but they were gone. We decided to make our way close to the stage and dance there. i know i was looking all about trying to find my friends, but my eyes were caught by someone on the stage looking to me. As our eyes locked, she gave me a tiny wave, and shaking her hips towards me. My response was to mouth out "hi" then wave back. i was contemplating going up, but it did not take me long before my 2 new gay friends kept rallying me to go up. Not only are the 2 pushing my back, but the girl on stage reached for my hands to pull me up there. This girl was gorgeous, she had short blonde hair, long slender legs, to match her slender body. She wore shiny black pants with a gold top. From the short while before i made it to the stage i already thought she was a good dancer, after making it up there and dancing with her, i thought she was amazing. i don't know what happened but i wound up dancing with her for ages, i know i did spot my friends a few times, but i could not get away. i was mesmerized by this woman i have not even spoken to yet. My back did get pinned to the wall of the stage, as she grinded hard and deep to my body. i did find myself getting majorly turned on. She brought her face close to mine before kissing my lips lightly. When we parted she said lets get some drinks. She took my hand and pulled me over to a booth so we could sit close. She asked the waitress to bring us each a pair of drinks so we could get close, drink and get to know each other. She told me how old she was, that being 24 and what she did for a living. All the while she had her arm around me. We conversed more for a bit, taking in a few more beverages. i was pretty drunk by now. We made our way to the dance floor but did not do much dancing. We started out with a few minutes of dancing before she backed me to a corner on the dance floor to make out with me and feel me up. i was lost and in a daze. From kissing to dancing, it was a giant blur. Next thing i know we were making our way outside so she could have a cigarette. i was offered one, but i remembered saying no. i did promise to never smoke again to my Miss and i intend to keep it.
Once outside and she was smoking, she got close to me and whispered that she wanted to fuck. i know that turned me on and i was very interested. i suggested the washroom, and she said her car was close by in a parkade. We walked around the corner to the parkade where she took me to an SUV, with tinted back windows. As She pulled me in and began to undress me, i did stop her to inform her that i was not allowed to cum as i was not allowed. She laughed and pulled me in for a kiss and to pin me to her back seat. While pulling off my clothes then her's she asked me why am i not allowed to cum. i told her that my Miss did not allow me, and that i was a collared submissive to Miss Lindy. She sat up naked with me and asked me if i was even allowed to be with her, having an annoyed look to her face. i informed her that i am allowed and this actually pleases my Miss, however i could only give to her and not receive. i think that was okay with her as she pulled me to my back and then straddled my face. i laughed and immediately went to work, pressing myself to her mound and using my tongue to dance all along her inner walls of her canal. i tried to roll my head and neck, along with my tongue, feeling her body work up. i kept my tongue moving to her body's pacing. The tastes of her juices were very sweet, like pineapple juice. my hands went around her thighs and massaged deeply to her legs. i was filled with deep lust, my actions were automatic and without thought. All i could think of was how hot this was. i do think i was there for a while, but i do not know as i have not checked the time for a while. To me it could have been 2 am and i would not have known. After a while i felt her thighs tense around my head and face, and my face was drenched. She shot out a lot of juices which caught me off guard, i tried to drink down loads but the rest got all over my chin, cheeks, nose, neck and chest. As we both sat there to recover, i rubbed my hands all along my chest rubbing her juices to me. She took a towel from the back and began to wipe my face off, as we both breathed deeply, euphoric and dazed. We both got dressed and even tried to freshen up our make up a bit. We did exchange underwear as she now had my purple thong and i now wore her red and black very tiny g-string.
We walked back to the club where we kissed and exchanged numbers, then we both set out to find our friends. i did check the time and it was about 1. i was away from my friends for 2 and a half hours it seemed. To me it felt like hours as my sense of time was gone. i was lucky as i did find my friends at the bar. Meeting them at the front they even got me a drink, which i thought was sooo nice of them. We got another round of drinks pretty much right after as it was now last call. As we finished we made our way our to the dance floor for the rest of the night. While on the dance floor i did look over to these 2 girls which were dancing all close. For some reason i got the feel that they were transsexuals. i even asked my group of friends what they thought and we were split. The two girls did seem very beautiful, and about 30 years old give or take. One was an Asian wearing leather pants and a red tube top, the other one was a blonde in a pink top with a short pink and black skirt, boots and fishnets. i was curious and drunk. So confidently i went over to dance with them and lean in to ask them if they were. They did answer me and i smiled to them, hugging each and making my way back to my friends to tell them. The 2 followed me and they joined us for dancing. Not much was really said but we did keep close and keep dancing all the way to the last song of the night. When they put on the last slow song, my friend and her gf went to dance. Their friend went to go get my friend's car, which left me time to get to speak to the 2 transsexuals. They did tell me that one was a shemale and the other was a tranny. i did ask them what did that mean as i did not understand, and they said its complicated. i did ask for their numbers so they could explain it to me. The blonde one who was classified as a shemale gave me her number and said that we should keep messaging. We exchanged numbers then talked for a bit more. i did tell them i found them very beautiful and it was very hard to see that they were not full women. i could tell they both worked very hard on becoming what they were.
We didn't get to talk for very much before they said they should get going to get their car. We did agree to keep messaging and to meet up sometime. i went to go check on my 2 friends on the dance floor. Making my way over, i did run into the 2 gay guys from earlier. i hugged them both and wished them well, and said i would call them. They pretended to be straight and did the Night at the Roxbury sandwich hump dance to me, as i did fake moans and then laugh. As they left i made my way over to sneak up on my friend and her gf. We all then made our way from the club and to the car, where our friend drove us away from there. i did exchange a text to the 2 transsexuals wishing them a great night, and saying that we should keep in touch. With my night done, i was drunk and tired. It was a very fun evening and i was very proud. This night i got my Miss a few options of potentials for Her. i do hope She is impressed, and i do hope to see all those new friends pretty soon.
Saturday, 16 July 2011
Assignment for the 15th of July 2011
Synopsis:
i was assigned to perform the tasks from the "Assignment for 24th-26th of June 2011" for today. i was to also administer 4 enemas, each one a half liter bigger than the last when i take my shower.
Assignment:
As i woke up today, after removing the mask collar and cuffs, i right away went to lube and insert my vibrating butt plug to my butt. Holding the remote i turned it on low, then proceeding to the washroom. Naked, except for the butt plug, and the remote in my hand, i locked the washroom door. Kneeling on the ground i began my first masturbation for the day. i turned the butt plug's speed to medium, keeping my goals in my head, knowing i am to repeat this through the whole day. i remembered that i am not to cum, as i kept fingering my canal for the duration of the 5 minutes. i did have a feel of deja vu, having the same feel as i did about a month ago when i went to Kelowna. As i stopped fingering, i did reach up to taker my toothpaste. Adding some water i smeared the toothpaste/ water mixture to my mound, clit and canal, making sure to rub it all over and in. As i finished that part, i stood up, turning the vibrating butt plug back down to low. i thought since i have the toothpaste, that i should brush my teeth.
After brushing and washing my face, i got ready for the shower before remembering my other task. Running from my washroom i went to get my enema bag, and my tailed butt plug, being my smaller plug (other than the vibrating one). Filling my enema bag with warm soapy water, then removing the vibrating butt plug i entered the shower. Slipping the nozzle to me, i began to fill myself with the enema , while the water trickled down on my naked body. As the the liter entered me, i stayed silent being covered in water, my mind being drawn to my Miss, and thoughts of Her beauty. i have realized how much she dominates my mind at times, especially as i do a task. i do find this makes me work harder to complete it. Once the liter finished draining from me, i used the shower head to fill the bag for a 2nd liter. Once more i re-inserted the nozzle and let the water enter me. i did begin to lather and wash myself while the water drained to me. i did rub a lot over my stomach as i soaped it. Feeling my stomach stretch. i do not know why but this did excite me so. As the 2nd liter was finished entering me, so was my shower. i immediately plugged my butt with the tailed plug, which i have not worn since i have won my Miss trust. i had to hold this 2 liters in for 10 minutes, as i waited, i began to dry my body with a towel. After drying i did fill my enema bag full of warm water, this time not soapy. Leaving it hanging in my shower, i began to dry my hair, until the 10 minutes were up. Not finishing my dry, i went to use the toilet to expel the enema. After that i went back to kneeling in the shower, inserting the nozzle again i let the liter flow into me. i refilled the bag and emptied it to me as well, then following that i also added another half bag. This time making kit 2 and a half liters. During the last half bag, i did notice my breathing beginning to get heavier, also i did feel the difference in stretch from the half liter more. Once more i plugged and went back to getting myself ready in the washroom. While i blow dried i did feel some worry about the 4th enema, being 3 and a half liters. i tried to get my mind off of it, but it did float back to it every time my stomach made a rumble. My hair was fully dry and i was finished with all i needed to do in the washroom by the end of the 10 minutes of this enema. Like before i released the enema to the toilet, then returned to kneeling in the shower for another round from the enema. This round i took in 3 full bags, tying it with the only other time i had been filled this badly. For the 10 minutes of holding it in i stayed kneeling in the shower. i concentrated on holding the butt plug in, breathing deeply and slowly, and to push the pain from my mind. The 10 minutes seemed to tick by ultra slowly, but the time eventually passed. My relief to the release of the enema was very short lived, as now the most dreadful part was now in front of me. Much like before i knelt in the shower taking in the 3 full bags, but now even a half liter more. By the third bag my breathes deepened, and i felt my stomach distend out. When i got to the last half liter, i did feel every little bit of its entry, my stomach stretching and cramping more. After being administered the last amount, i was in amazement that i have it in. i did find having this much water inside of me, making me feel fuller than i have ever.i did not really want to move, but i did make my way from the shower to my room to get a few pieces of clothes on so i could take a pic for my Miss of my stomach. Once my time was up, i expelled this enema like the rest, although this one to the of the highest relief. i think my stomach thanked me the most.
After the 4 rounds of enemas, i did finish preparing for work, having my meal, then doing my makeup. Before getting dressed i did do one more masturbation period in the washroom as it had been 2 hours from my first. After 5 minutes, i did smear the toothpaste mixture to my mound like before. Once this session ended, i did get dressed. This day Miss had assigned my work wear. i wore just my flimsy white lace bra with no panties, heels, a short black skirt, and my white blouse. After finishing, i did look at myself in the mirror and blush. i did notice how much my blouse and bra showed my chest off, and for some people, looking hard enough they could make out my nipples.
My drive to work was not too eventful, i did see a few guys checking me out while stationed next to my car.
Once at work, i immediately made my way to the washroom. Like for all my drills at work, i went for the handicap washroom and knelt naked to the floor, clothes folded to the side. i masturbated for 5 minutes, the butt plug's speed once more moving to medium for that span. My mind stayed to my Miss, hoping to please Her with all i had done so far through the day. My mind did shift a bit from my Miss to my enemas from earlier. My stomach still had an after feel from the stretching from earlier. Once my 5 minutes were up, i smeared toothpaste all over and around my mound. i then redressed and proceeded to my desk to work.
Today i was working all day at my desk as i was in the call center all night. As the night went on i did have a growing feel of embarrassment, as my lust grew from all those short masturbation sessions, yet no opportunity to cum. Before my break i did get to go to the washroom once to perform my task, then once more during the middle of my break. To add to my humiliation, my juices began to dribble down my legs, and even making my chair wet. i was very glad for my shift was all behind a desk, hiding my lust and legs covered in my own juices. i did have thoughts through my head of how very minty i was smelling, and how i did think people walking by could smell it too. No one did comment, but i am sure people did spy on me and my white blouse.
2 hours after my break session, i managed to get to the washroom for another session. As i got to doing this more at work, it began to feel routine, each step i perform in the washroom was almost like a ritual in my mind. Walk in, lock the door, strip, kneel, turn the plug up, masturbate, then toothpaste my mound. It would flash through like that every time i did this. Coming back from the washroom, i did walk quickly hoping no one would stop me from there to my desk. Not wanting anyone to maybe catch my juices dribble down my legs. i was not too fortunate though as my boss would intercept me before i reached my desk. He asked if i wished to leave an hour early, and i had said yes. i guess i was both lucky and unlucky. When i finished talking to my boss, i went back to my desk. i did check myself as i sat down, smearing my juices along my legs, so it would not be so obvious. i worked diligently, although my mind drifted more, wishing the last hour would be quicker.
As the hour came to an end i did race from my desk to my car, knowing i had an hour before i was to tribute my Miss with a new masturbation session. i drove home, and once home i stripped and went immediately to the washroom to give Her the first tribute after work. i was a lot more glad that work ended, knowing that was the hardest part. For the rest of the night i knew my masturbation sessions were to be less embarrassing than the ones at work. The hardest ones were out of the way. i kept the sessions up every 2 hours, from my place to my friends where a few friends and i watched some DVD's. i did masturbate twice at my friend's place, in her washroom, naked. Not much was different from the ones i did there to the ones i did at work, other than my body being more lustful as each would go by.
By the end of my night i made it home from my friend's where i stripped again, then applying my catheter and clit clamps, preparing my night for the training with those. i also stopped smearing toothpaste after each 2 hour masturbation as i had the catheter in place and thought it would interfere. i did spend the next while here writing this for my Miss, catheter and clamp in place, and the vibrating butt plug still buzzing inside me. My body is still very lustful, wanting to feel an orgasm after total denial all day. At the end of the day, each feeling of denial i considered as proof of my love for my Miss <3
i was assigned to perform the tasks from the "Assignment for 24th-26th of June 2011" for today. i was to also administer 4 enemas, each one a half liter bigger than the last when i take my shower.
Assignment:
As i woke up today, after removing the mask collar and cuffs, i right away went to lube and insert my vibrating butt plug to my butt. Holding the remote i turned it on low, then proceeding to the washroom. Naked, except for the butt plug, and the remote in my hand, i locked the washroom door. Kneeling on the ground i began my first masturbation for the day. i turned the butt plug's speed to medium, keeping my goals in my head, knowing i am to repeat this through the whole day. i remembered that i am not to cum, as i kept fingering my canal for the duration of the 5 minutes. i did have a feel of deja vu, having the same feel as i did about a month ago when i went to Kelowna. As i stopped fingering, i did reach up to taker my toothpaste. Adding some water i smeared the toothpaste/ water mixture to my mound, clit and canal, making sure to rub it all over and in. As i finished that part, i stood up, turning the vibrating butt plug back down to low. i thought since i have the toothpaste, that i should brush my teeth.
After brushing and washing my face, i got ready for the shower before remembering my other task. Running from my washroom i went to get my enema bag, and my tailed butt plug, being my smaller plug (other than the vibrating one). Filling my enema bag with warm soapy water, then removing the vibrating butt plug i entered the shower. Slipping the nozzle to me, i began to fill myself with the enema , while the water trickled down on my naked body. As the the liter entered me, i stayed silent being covered in water, my mind being drawn to my Miss, and thoughts of Her beauty. i have realized how much she dominates my mind at times, especially as i do a task. i do find this makes me work harder to complete it. Once the liter finished draining from me, i used the shower head to fill the bag for a 2nd liter. Once more i re-inserted the nozzle and let the water enter me. i did begin to lather and wash myself while the water drained to me. i did rub a lot over my stomach as i soaped it. Feeling my stomach stretch. i do not know why but this did excite me so. As the 2nd liter was finished entering me, so was my shower. i immediately plugged my butt with the tailed plug, which i have not worn since i have won my Miss trust. i had to hold this 2 liters in for 10 minutes, as i waited, i began to dry my body with a towel. After drying i did fill my enema bag full of warm water, this time not soapy. Leaving it hanging in my shower, i began to dry my hair, until the 10 minutes were up. Not finishing my dry, i went to use the toilet to expel the enema. After that i went back to kneeling in the shower, inserting the nozzle again i let the liter flow into me. i refilled the bag and emptied it to me as well, then following that i also added another half bag. This time making kit 2 and a half liters. During the last half bag, i did notice my breathing beginning to get heavier, also i did feel the difference in stretch from the half liter more. Once more i plugged and went back to getting myself ready in the washroom. While i blow dried i did feel some worry about the 4th enema, being 3 and a half liters. i tried to get my mind off of it, but it did float back to it every time my stomach made a rumble. My hair was fully dry and i was finished with all i needed to do in the washroom by the end of the 10 minutes of this enema. Like before i released the enema to the toilet, then returned to kneeling in the shower for another round from the enema. This round i took in 3 full bags, tying it with the only other time i had been filled this badly. For the 10 minutes of holding it in i stayed kneeling in the shower. i concentrated on holding the butt plug in, breathing deeply and slowly, and to push the pain from my mind. The 10 minutes seemed to tick by ultra slowly, but the time eventually passed. My relief to the release of the enema was very short lived, as now the most dreadful part was now in front of me. Much like before i knelt in the shower taking in the 3 full bags, but now even a half liter more. By the third bag my breathes deepened, and i felt my stomach distend out. When i got to the last half liter, i did feel every little bit of its entry, my stomach stretching and cramping more. After being administered the last amount, i was in amazement that i have it in. i did find having this much water inside of me, making me feel fuller than i have ever.i did not really want to move, but i did make my way from the shower to my room to get a few pieces of clothes on so i could take a pic for my Miss of my stomach. Once my time was up, i expelled this enema like the rest, although this one to the of the highest relief. i think my stomach thanked me the most.
After the 4 rounds of enemas, i did finish preparing for work, having my meal, then doing my makeup. Before getting dressed i did do one more masturbation period in the washroom as it had been 2 hours from my first. After 5 minutes, i did smear the toothpaste mixture to my mound like before. Once this session ended, i did get dressed. This day Miss had assigned my work wear. i wore just my flimsy white lace bra with no panties, heels, a short black skirt, and my white blouse. After finishing, i did look at myself in the mirror and blush. i did notice how much my blouse and bra showed my chest off, and for some people, looking hard enough they could make out my nipples.
My drive to work was not too eventful, i did see a few guys checking me out while stationed next to my car.
Once at work, i immediately made my way to the washroom. Like for all my drills at work, i went for the handicap washroom and knelt naked to the floor, clothes folded to the side. i masturbated for 5 minutes, the butt plug's speed once more moving to medium for that span. My mind stayed to my Miss, hoping to please Her with all i had done so far through the day. My mind did shift a bit from my Miss to my enemas from earlier. My stomach still had an after feel from the stretching from earlier. Once my 5 minutes were up, i smeared toothpaste all over and around my mound. i then redressed and proceeded to my desk to work.
Today i was working all day at my desk as i was in the call center all night. As the night went on i did have a growing feel of embarrassment, as my lust grew from all those short masturbation sessions, yet no opportunity to cum. Before my break i did get to go to the washroom once to perform my task, then once more during the middle of my break. To add to my humiliation, my juices began to dribble down my legs, and even making my chair wet. i was very glad for my shift was all behind a desk, hiding my lust and legs covered in my own juices. i did have thoughts through my head of how very minty i was smelling, and how i did think people walking by could smell it too. No one did comment, but i am sure people did spy on me and my white blouse.
2 hours after my break session, i managed to get to the washroom for another session. As i got to doing this more at work, it began to feel routine, each step i perform in the washroom was almost like a ritual in my mind. Walk in, lock the door, strip, kneel, turn the plug up, masturbate, then toothpaste my mound. It would flash through like that every time i did this. Coming back from the washroom, i did walk quickly hoping no one would stop me from there to my desk. Not wanting anyone to maybe catch my juices dribble down my legs. i was not too fortunate though as my boss would intercept me before i reached my desk. He asked if i wished to leave an hour early, and i had said yes. i guess i was both lucky and unlucky. When i finished talking to my boss, i went back to my desk. i did check myself as i sat down, smearing my juices along my legs, so it would not be so obvious. i worked diligently, although my mind drifted more, wishing the last hour would be quicker.
As the hour came to an end i did race from my desk to my car, knowing i had an hour before i was to tribute my Miss with a new masturbation session. i drove home, and once home i stripped and went immediately to the washroom to give Her the first tribute after work. i was a lot more glad that work ended, knowing that was the hardest part. For the rest of the night i knew my masturbation sessions were to be less embarrassing than the ones at work. The hardest ones were out of the way. i kept the sessions up every 2 hours, from my place to my friends where a few friends and i watched some DVD's. i did masturbate twice at my friend's place, in her washroom, naked. Not much was different from the ones i did there to the ones i did at work, other than my body being more lustful as each would go by.
By the end of my night i made it home from my friend's where i stripped again, then applying my catheter and clit clamps, preparing my night for the training with those. i also stopped smearing toothpaste after each 2 hour masturbation as i had the catheter in place and thought it would interfere. i did spend the next while here writing this for my Miss, catheter and clamp in place, and the vibrating butt plug still buzzing inside me. My body is still very lustful, wanting to feel an orgasm after total denial all day. At the end of the day, each feeling of denial i considered as proof of my love for my Miss <3
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