My phone decided to throw an elaborate shit fit this week with a meltdown the average two year old in a supermarket might consider excessive. There was nothing else for it but to plough through old data to find the cause.
And it was probably the sheer number of cunt shots and videos on there to be frank. Hundreds of images of my cunt obeying my Master’s orders and pleasing Princess. I’m surprised there was room for photos of much else on there at that rate.
But in between having a ruthless clear out of Whatsapp data particularly I was amused to find the very first picture of my cunt I sent my Master from just over two years ago. It looks like the most vanilla cunt in town to the point where I actually didn’t recognise it as my own.
I was also amused to find a shot of my unpierced nipples as well which luckily I did recognise without too much confusion. I had a lot of fun with those versions of my body, but nowhere near the pleasure I have with the new obviously kinky changes under my Master’s orders and training.
I definitely don’t ever want to go back again…