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.