Spring Warmth

The absolute best time of year for your boiler to stop working is the Saturday afternoon of a four day weekend. I had to get naked at my Master and Princess’s over Easter for purely practical reasons to use their shower while I waited for my landlord to get back to work.

But it did offer up another opportunity to invite a boiler engineer into my house since we all know I love flirting with men who come to my door for work. My Master has me back in stretching training and he’s never a man to miss the chance to push my training further.

So while waiting for the engineer I was to train my cunt with the giant jiggle balls and my waist with the corset, both of which I’ve been neglecting a little bit recently. I love both but potentially wearing them for a time slot between 2pm and midnight was daunting.

The last time I wore the corset, I struggled a bit to get it done up and was panicking a little that I’d lost my hard won waist training milestones. It’s been hanging there taunting me while I’ve been working hard  with the waist trainer.

I brought it down to try it on over the dress I had picked out to make sure there was just slightly more hint of nipple piercings than there should be and was pleased to see that the reason I’d struggled to pull it tight enough was that the laces on one side had twisted and ruined the tension.

A few minutes untangling and untwisting them and a few minutes reminding myself how to pull the laces behind my back properly and the corset went back into place perfectly. I was tempted to keep going but my tits were quite perky enough with an inch to spare so I decided not to push myself in case I was wearing that corset until the clock struck twelve.

I was so pleased that after my worries the corset fitted so well that it didn’t occur to me that I had meant to take it off and put it back on to wear it under my dress. I’ve really missed wearing it and that comforting feeling of being held by it made me only concentrate on enjoying the movements within its structure. I love that feel of being shaped yet supported by the corset just like my submission to Sir.

I was so distracted by that and how wet it was making the panties I’d also been ordered to wear that next thing I knew the boiler engineer had arrived earlier than I’d expected and I had to answer the door with the corset fully on display. And I think it worked well.

Not only was the engineer even friendlier and flirtier this time (bearing in mind he practically invited to visit his parents’ house in Portugal before) but he resisted the temptation to laugh in my face when it turned out the boiler fault was because of my own incredible stupidity with my gas meter. He solved the issue easily but just ‘double checked’ the previous fault again to linger slightly.

I was half enjoying him staying with all the flirtation and flashes of exhibitionism that entailed being the slut for that that I am but I was also desperate for him to leave because Sir had ordered me to make myself come the second he left and I was more than ready for that moment.

I managed to reassure him that my carbon monoxide levels were perfectly safe and I wasn’t going to touch my gas meter again and he finally left. The second I heard my front door close as he let himself out I was leaning against the kitchen work top with my fingers down my panties and not stopping myself from touching my clit.

The corset held me up as I pressed my hand onto my cunt and made myself come hard and fast. It reminded me of when Sir uses the constriction of the corset to hold me up in place while he fucks me against the front door and the thought of that exhibitionism on top of my afternoon made me come very easily.

It was only after I’d texted my Master to thank him for the orgasm and show him my waist training progress in the corset I remembered how visible it had been to the engineer. Even Sir was impressed by that level of blatant sluttery putting it down to my inner instincts rather than accident.

Now all I have to do to impress him further is keep up my training and find a new home for the panties I was wearing when I came…

Spring Warmth

Pump It Up

Something I’ve only learned since starting my relationship with my Master and Princess that very often it’s the talking you do before and after sex where you learn the most and get the best ideas for next time. So when Princess mentioned having seen a pussy pump in some porn recently I filed the mention away in my kink brain.

Without telling her I had ready for my Master to use during the wax play scene recently but unsurprisingly we didn’t get round to it with everything else going on. So it remained a surprise for Princess until I couldn’t wait any longer and wanted to have my wicked way with her.

I told her to be naked and blindfolded on my bed when I got back from the bathroom so she was ready and waiting for me. I can’t tell if it was brattiness or obedience that had her on her knees waiting for her surprise, but I soon corrected that and had her on back with her legs apart instead.

I teased her by trailing my nails up and down her cunt and thighs and biting the marks I left. Making sure her whole body was sensitive and her cunt was getting wet, I distracted her with a slap to her cunt and then while she was squirming, I put the pump on and started to tighten it.

Her whole body managed to relax at the same time as standing to attention with the force of the suction. It was a masterclass in sexual body language and like the good little slut she is, she knew instantly what I was doing to her cunt guessing correctly it was a pump. Even when she begged me to stop because the pressure was so intense, I was still so proud I had to reward her.

I’ve never seen her cunt so swollen and her clit so begging to be played with. I slipped two fingers into her and I’ve rarely felt her wetter either. I paused just long enough to take a photo to let her be able to see her cunt later in its full swollen glory and then it took less than a minute of playing with her clit for her to come. I’ve certainly never felt her come so fast.

I played a little more with the pump using it to tease her nipples while using the Doxy on her clit this time and it produced the kind of orgasm that leaves someone broken afterwards. I was in love with this toy and keen to use it on myself to find out if I was missing out on being the one in charge for once.

Thinking back to using it on Princess made me horny as hell and I texted Sir asking permission to play with it on myself. He told me to tell him in detail how I’d used it in on Princess to see if I’d earned my orgasm with it. Clearly I had impressed him because he not only allowed me to play but told me to do to myself what I’d done to Princess.

I’ve spent a lot of happy hours blindfolded at Sir’s orders but I’m not sure I’ve ever blindfolded myself to masturbate and it made me even wetter than I was already. With a little bit of lube and the right the pump was extremely easy to use on myself and I could see why Princess had almost lifted off the bed.

The suction feels incredible like every nerve ending in your whole body, not just your cunt has been woken up. It’s like a combination of having your cunt held and licked at the same time with the delicious bite of discomfort of a sharp smack. I absolutely loved it and it took almost nothing to make me come afterwards.

My cunt was certainly plumped and swollen after the suction and the orgasm but not quite to Princess’s standards so when Sir told me to use it again, I was intrigued to see what would happen. This time I could take the full power for longer but my whole cunt felt like it was tingling with sensations like tiny firecrackers of arousal afterwards as I played with my clit straight into an excellent orgasm.

I was loving the effect the toy was having on me and my Master. All my favourite things combined with pressure, pleasure-pain and orders creating orgasms and I wanted to see how far I could push myself. Luckily so did Sir and he told me to use it a third time for him. Usually I’d be struggling a little bit to come so repeatedly from a toy rather than penetration but this toy was making it easy.

The third time I pulled the suction tight my cunt really went for it swelling right into it so my clit was exposed and the piercing pulled against it in the most incredible way. I wasn’t sure if I’d even manage to take the toy off before I came I felt so tender and turned on. In the end the toy pulled off my cunt breaking its own suction from pulling so hard and tight and I only needed to brush my fingers against my clit before I came.

Pussy pump on pierced clit

And that point I’m not sure I could have come again no matter how hard Sir ordered me to because my body and cunt were overloaded in the best possible way. My cunt was still swollen and throbbing every time I brushed against it hours later, waking me twice in the night and giving me incredibly vivid dreams.

I can’t wait to have Sir use the toy on me to push the pleasure-pain further and then have Princess’s tongue on my clit when it feels almost exposed with how turned on I am. And then when I can take no more of it, we just start pushing Princess that far too…

Pump It Up

Dating

So I’m supposed to be going on a date tomorrow night and I’m conflicted about it for several reasons.

It came about unexpectedly when a guy I knew through work and I were out drinking and he kissed me. I liked the attention and I liked the kiss more than I expected, but I also felt cautious about the whole thing.

I belong to my Master and his ownership of me is literally marked on my body with the modification of my clit piercing. I am reminded of it repeatedly throughout the day that way but never more so than when another man is interested in me.

I don’t want to do anything to jeopardise that ownership nor my relationship with Princess but I do tend to respond to the attention of men. Prior to meeting my Master, I have never really done relationships of any length or commitment. I was more the fuck them and move on type in fact.

I am much more practised in the art of attracting men in both public and private settings than than keeping their interest. Most of my sexual encounters could be measured in evenings or maybe weeks and a lot of the allure was the chase rather than the connection per se.

It still comes relatively naturally to me to flirt and attract attention from the opposite sex. Partly through habit but also because the changes my Master has made to my body as Candi certainly catch men’s eye and Princess has encouraged me to be more of a show off.

I felt oddly guilty after the guy kissed me as if I was sharing something with him that was for my Master and Princess and it only calmed when my Master made it clear that he rather liked the idea of showing me off in person to another man and gave me orders if I went on the date.

But I’m still not sure. Part of me relishes the idea of showing off each slutty kinky little change my Master has made me as someone discovers my new waist, my pierced nipples or my changed stretched cunt.

And part of me likes that no one else has seen those things in person or touched them about from my Master and Princess. After years of exhibitionism through casual sex, I like the secrets I have from the outside world with only two other people and I’m not sure I’m ready to show those off to anyone else.

And that’s even more unexpected for me than the kiss was…

 

Dating