Three Tasks

Having failed to complete two orders my Master gave me last weekend, I was feeling extremely disobedient and rather disappointed in myself. So imagine how much I was determined to make it up to him when he reminded me I had actually managed to not to complete three orders in total.

For the next three days I am to wear one of my wigs each time I go out of the house no matter where I go. And I am to use the fist toy on myself while I am out. If any of the three women I am to have messaged on Craigslist or FetLife have replied, I may come at that point.

But if they haven’t, then I am to keep to myself on the edge for five minutes with the fist toy and not come and I must go back to normality stretched and wet and showing off my new hair at the same time.

My timing was impeccable that the first place I had to go to after this order was the doctor’s surgery. I’m a bit of a regular there so the receptionist definitely noticed the change in my hair.

Normally finding out your appointment is running 25 minutes late is infuriating. This time it allowed me to slip into the toilet and use the fist toy on myself. Keeping myself right on the edge felt all the more difficult and illicit as I was actually seeing the GP to have an internal examination as I was having my coil replaced after five years of baby-proofing me.

So within 10 minutes of fisting myself, I was lying down with the GP’s fingers inside me checking everything before the procedure began. I’ve never found these essential bits of being a woman particularly bearable before when I was so tight. It’s usually been a case of gritting my teeth to get on with it.

This time I barely felt her two fingers and the speculum slid in so easily we were chatting away while she did it. It almost popped out when she turned do something and she commented that I have clearly been doing my pelvic floor exercises because my muscles are so strong.

Lying there with my piercing on full view and Candi’s hair down my back, not even feeling that stretched this time, it was hard to not to laugh. I wonder what she’d have said if I told her I’ve mainly been doing those exercises by putting a can of Coke inside me or pushing an aubergine out of my gaping cunt on camera to go on a clips site?

I doubt she’d have believed me in fact. I find it incredible when I think how much Master has trained me into changing too and in such a short space of time…

Three Tasks

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  1. […] I have always been incredibly grateful to live in a time and place where contraception has always been freely available to me. How else would I have been able to be so slutty after all? And with that sluttiness in mind, I always liked the so called long acting reversible contraceptives that are likely to stop your periods like my IUD. […]


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