My resolution to make more noise seems to have been easier already than I expected.

I was out earlier when my Master messaged me to ask how things were going with the photographs I took on Friday and what plans I had for doing more.

His order that I would tell him those plans only while he had his fist inside me made me moan out loud before I could stop myself.

It was only when I realised the man sitting next to me was staring that I noticed I’d done it.

I shouldn’t have been so embarrassed because getting up to leave meant missing the next message from my Master and cost me the chance to come in public…