Day 22 - Monday
Back to work after the weekend away. I'll be trying to pick up my game after two days of failure. About half an hour ago I made my trip to the loo. I actually made an attempt earlier today, but ended up deciding to try again later. It was high volume traffic today. The bathroom actually was full, and someone had to wait for others to finish. No toys for me today, just fingers, and I licked them to make them slick until my own juices took over. There were five other people in the bathroom when I came, so I was very quiet indeed. It was a damn good orgasm though, with the two day break preceding, it was a very intense climax. I slipped out as quickly as I could and was glad to see that I wasn't visibly flushed, as there was no way I was going to be able to wait for the room to clear before washing my hands and leaving.
Til next time,
Monday, July 31, 2006
Week Four - The Tasks
After my outburst last week, the tasks this week have changed. I will (thankfully) no longer be required to produce two orgasms per day. I will still need to supply one at work however, which should be doable.
A has also reserved the right to assign other tasks, and the evil glint in his eye when he mentioned this told me he already has some ideas in mind. Another task A mentioned was the personal cards. I am to have made a decent start on them before the week is out. No doubt once they are created there will be further tasks involving them.
A has also reserved the right to assign other tasks, and the evil glint in his eye when he mentioned this told me he already has some ideas in mind. Another task A mentioned was the personal cards. I am to have made a decent start on them before the week is out. No doubt once they are created there will be further tasks involving them.
Week Three - Saturday & Sunday
Days 20 & 21 - Saturday and Sunday
You may have noticed that the Spank Bank contents have increased. This is due to my failure to complete any assigned tasks on the weekend. A and I were interstate all weekend, and between our crowded schedule and lack of privacy that comes with staying with family I did not manage to bring myself to completion once all weekend. It was not, however, from lack of trying. I attempted to "get in the mood" several times, once after an afternoon nap while sleeping on a fold out couch in the living room, several times in the bathroom of a friends home while a party was going on outside, and several times in the bathroom of a nightclub - until the lack of stalls and patrons grumbling about how long I took drove me out. I spent much of Saturday night with a remote control vibrating egg in my pussy, with A hitting the controller at odd intervals but to no avail.
A also assigned me another task for Saturday night. I was to find a sexy female at the club and get myself a passionate kiss from her. I was aghast at the suggestion, as not only were we going out with vanilla friends that night, but I also am not at all confident in my abilities to be any kind of aggressor. I did pay particular attntion to one of the female friends we were out with that night, who I know to be more open minded than the rest. However, this didn't progress beyond hugs, gropes and friendly kisses on the lips - not passionate ones. I wasn't willing to risk trying for more - threat of spanks or no.
A deemed 20 spanks for each day of failure appropriate. He administered 5 spanks this morning (Monday, before work), then without moving from my bent over position, we alternated between me sucking his cock and him pleasuring himself over my bare buttocks, until he came spilling hot cream onto my arse.
You may have noticed that the Spank Bank contents have increased. This is due to my failure to complete any assigned tasks on the weekend. A and I were interstate all weekend, and between our crowded schedule and lack of privacy that comes with staying with family I did not manage to bring myself to completion once all weekend. It was not, however, from lack of trying. I attempted to "get in the mood" several times, once after an afternoon nap while sleeping on a fold out couch in the living room, several times in the bathroom of a friends home while a party was going on outside, and several times in the bathroom of a nightclub - until the lack of stalls and patrons grumbling about how long I took drove me out. I spent much of Saturday night with a remote control vibrating egg in my pussy, with A hitting the controller at odd intervals but to no avail.
A also assigned me another task for Saturday night. I was to find a sexy female at the club and get myself a passionate kiss from her. I was aghast at the suggestion, as not only were we going out with vanilla friends that night, but I also am not at all confident in my abilities to be any kind of aggressor. I did pay particular attntion to one of the female friends we were out with that night, who I know to be more open minded than the rest. However, this didn't progress beyond hugs, gropes and friendly kisses on the lips - not passionate ones. I wasn't willing to risk trying for more - threat of spanks or no.
A deemed 20 spanks for each day of failure appropriate. He administered 5 spanks this morning (Monday, before work), then without moving from my bent over position, we alternated between me sucking his cock and him pleasuring himself over my bare buttocks, until he came spilling hot cream onto my arse.
Week Three - Friday # 3
Day 19 - Friday
Well it's a good thing I wasn't allowed by A to tip myself over the brink at work on Friday. He had evil plans in mind for Friday night. We had a plane to catch on Friday, as we spent the weekend interstate visiting family and friends. We nearly ran late for our flight due to taxi mishaps, but stopped panicking when we came to check in and found our flight delayed. A declared he would go and pick us up some food from the food court and I offered to go with him, but instead he thrust something into my hand and declared I had to fulfil a task to completion before boarding the plane. I headed for the ladies room, with the duo balls he'd handed me in my coat pocket. A also stated that upon my return I was required to have the duo balls inside me.
The ladies was crowded - I had to line up to get a stall. Unlike the loos at work, these toilets didn't have lids so I had to perch on the edge or stand up - I did a little of both in the end. It was hard to get going, but once the juices started to flow that horniness was back. The hand dryers in the bathroom were loud, so I allowed myself a little heavy breathing and didn't worry if my rubbing made noises. I didn't time myself but I probably took a lot longer than usual. The release when it came was intensely good, due to the two earlier false starts that day. I left the stall flushed, the balls jiggling inside me with every step - very distracting!
No further tasks were assigned on Friday, however the wearing of the duo balls continued for most of Friday night.
Well it's a good thing I wasn't allowed by A to tip myself over the brink at work on Friday. He had evil plans in mind for Friday night. We had a plane to catch on Friday, as we spent the weekend interstate visiting family and friends. We nearly ran late for our flight due to taxi mishaps, but stopped panicking when we came to check in and found our flight delayed. A declared he would go and pick us up some food from the food court and I offered to go with him, but instead he thrust something into my hand and declared I had to fulfil a task to completion before boarding the plane. I headed for the ladies room, with the duo balls he'd handed me in my coat pocket. A also stated that upon my return I was required to have the duo balls inside me.
The ladies was crowded - I had to line up to get a stall. Unlike the loos at work, these toilets didn't have lids so I had to perch on the edge or stand up - I did a little of both in the end. It was hard to get going, but once the juices started to flow that horniness was back. The hand dryers in the bathroom were loud, so I allowed myself a little heavy breathing and didn't worry if my rubbing made noises. I didn't time myself but I probably took a lot longer than usual. The release when it came was intensely good, due to the two earlier false starts that day. I left the stall flushed, the balls jiggling inside me with every step - very distracting!
No further tasks were assigned on Friday, however the wearing of the duo balls continued for most of Friday night.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Week Three - Friday # 2
Oh I am horny as hell now. Barely back from my first trip to the brink and I've revisited it. My pussy is pounding with frustration and so juicy. A first for me - this time I didn't go to the ladies room, I just hid myself in the corner of my office. I have a room to myself, but I constantly have people coming and going in my room, popping in to ask questions etc. I don't dare lock the door, as then it will look like I've gone home. So I positioned myself out of sight behind the door, my skirt hiked up and my hand down my underpants, ready to swiftly remove my hand and start pretending to look for something in the pocket of my jacket that is hanging on the back of the door, if someone pops in. I wasn't interrupted. I started slowly stroking my still damp pussy, then started getting faster and faster, my feet planted wide apart for extra spread. Once I felt myself getting close, I just started rubbing slower and slower and then reluctantly stopped myself. Oh my clit is still throbbing now. I'm going to rape someone if I'm not careful.
Week Three - Friday
My task has been changed for today. I was in the shower as A was about to leave for work when he told me "Twice to the brink today, before you leave work". Twice? This is instead of my first orgasm today. So by the time I get home I'll have been to the brink twice, and I'll still owe another orgasm to A before the night is through. We have a busy evening, with a flight and dinner plans and I get the feeling he is planning mischief.
I've been to the brink once so far. I dashed off to the ladies just before and worked myself over with fingers and a smooth vibrator. I even dared to turn on the vibrator for a little while when the bathroom was empty. Knowing I didn't have to climax, and then to get so close and not be able to - oh the frustration. My pussy is hot and moist and still throbbing as I type this. And I have to do it all again!
I've been to the brink once so far. I dashed off to the ladies just before and worked myself over with fingers and a smooth vibrator. I even dared to turn on the vibrator for a little while when the bathroom was empty. Knowing I didn't have to climax, and then to get so close and not be able to - oh the frustration. My pussy is hot and moist and still throbbing as I type this. And I have to do it all again!
Week Three - Thursday #2
Day 18 - Thursday
Second orgasm was late in the day. After being at work, then out at Sexpo for most of the night, A and I returned home having spent a fair bit of cash. A purchased a beautiful new collar for me, that I'm not to put on or take off without his permission. Knowing that I still hadn't fulfilled my second task, and not wanting to wait until too late, after dinner I put on a porn DVD. I settled back on the couch as A packed clothes for a trip away this weekend, with a vibrator and my hand for company. I took this session slowly, as I find trying to force myself only takes longer. I watched the images on the screen of sucking and fucking as I pumped my vibe and rubbed my clit. It was long in coming, and the final orgasm was subtle, but I found myself more than ready to sleep afterwards.
Second orgasm was late in the day. After being at work, then out at Sexpo for most of the night, A and I returned home having spent a fair bit of cash. A purchased a beautiful new collar for me, that I'm not to put on or take off without his permission. Knowing that I still hadn't fulfilled my second task, and not wanting to wait until too late, after dinner I put on a porn DVD. I settled back on the couch as A packed clothes for a trip away this weekend, with a vibrator and my hand for company. I took this session slowly, as I find trying to force myself only takes longer. I watched the images on the screen of sucking and fucking as I pumped my vibe and rubbed my clit. It was long in coming, and the final orgasm was subtle, but I found myself more than ready to sleep afterwards.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Week Three - Thursday
Day 18 - Thursday
Well I've just gotten back to my desk after a jaunt to the ladies room. This time I didn't take the far stall, but the one closest to the door, allowing me to not only hear the foot traffic come and go, but also see the shoes of people coming and going. It was a bit noisier in the bathroom today, one of the toilets was running constantly, so I allowed myself to make a little more noise than usual. It took me a little longer than usual to get wet, but once I was there, I was pounding that little vibrator in and out of my pussy and rubbing my clit fast. I didn't strip, but did pull my top up and pull my breasts out of my bra so they were exposed and on show. I was alone at climax, so I let out a little cry, and it was a good orgasm. My pussy is still warm and wet and lightly pulsing... mmmm.
Soon,
xxx miss C
Well I've just gotten back to my desk after a jaunt to the ladies room. This time I didn't take the far stall, but the one closest to the door, allowing me to not only hear the foot traffic come and go, but also see the shoes of people coming and going. It was a bit noisier in the bathroom today, one of the toilets was running constantly, so I allowed myself to make a little more noise than usual. It took me a little longer than usual to get wet, but once I was there, I was pounding that little vibrator in and out of my pussy and rubbing my clit fast. I didn't strip, but did pull my top up and pull my breasts out of my bra so they were exposed and on show. I was alone at climax, so I let out a little cry, and it was a good orgasm. My pussy is still warm and wet and lightly pulsing... mmmm.
Soon,
xxx miss C
Week Three - Wednesday # 2
Day 17 - Wednesday
I promised to tell you of orgasm # 2 for Wednesday. Well here's the thing - I didn't have a second orgasm yesterday. It just wasn't happening for me. I tried before dance class and gave up and afterward, I just didn't have the will or energy. I talked to A about it (or rather, I stamped my feet and sulked, and then we talked) and I admitted the trouble I'm having with achieving the second orgasm most days. I told him there was no way I was going to pull it off that night, and asked how many spanks I would expect for punishment.
A showed me leniency and allowed, for this occasion, for the second orgasm to be his. Happy to oblige, I sucked his cock and he amused himself with my pussy as I did. Part way through, A told me he was going to fuck my arse. We've only achieved this once or twice before, so I told him I would try it, but no promises. After trying a couple of positions, we settled for me on top and I found it to be a lot less painful than I expected, especially since I was in control. So it was a success and A got his orgasm and my amended tally for the day was achieved. We also talked of rewards (you may notice that there is no week two or three rewards posts yet) and I'll be hearing more on that mystery later.
Til next time
xxx miss C
I promised to tell you of orgasm # 2 for Wednesday. Well here's the thing - I didn't have a second orgasm yesterday. It just wasn't happening for me. I tried before dance class and gave up and afterward, I just didn't have the will or energy. I talked to A about it (or rather, I stamped my feet and sulked, and then we talked) and I admitted the trouble I'm having with achieving the second orgasm most days. I told him there was no way I was going to pull it off that night, and asked how many spanks I would expect for punishment.
A showed me leniency and allowed, for this occasion, for the second orgasm to be his. Happy to oblige, I sucked his cock and he amused himself with my pussy as I did. Part way through, A told me he was going to fuck my arse. We've only achieved this once or twice before, so I told him I would try it, but no promises. After trying a couple of positions, we settled for me on top and I found it to be a lot less painful than I expected, especially since I was in control. So it was a success and A got his orgasm and my amended tally for the day was achieved. We also talked of rewards (you may notice that there is no week two or three rewards posts yet) and I'll be hearing more on that mystery later.
Til next time
xxx miss C
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Week Three - Wednesday
Day 17 - Wednesday
Did I say within half an hour? I am pretty sure this is a lot sooner. I was already juicy before I even got to the bathroom, with all this writing recollections of past michief. The bathroom was disappointingly not busy today. If fact I was alone the entire time. This meant I needed to raise the stakes in another way. This time I didn't just strip off one leg of my pants, but all my clothes (shoes excluded). Thankfully no fire alarms went off, but I performed my first orgasm for today, nude in the end stall.
Even that wasn't enough (though I probably would have made it on that alone) but I wanted to raise the stakes higher again, so midway through my session, with my pussy full of vibrator and my fingers wet with my own desire, I unlocked my stall door. I let it hang nearly all the way open as I brought myself off. That is how I climaxed, naked with the stall door open, balancing on my knee. It was a good climax too. I didn't time it, but I'd say I reached fulfillment within 5-10 minutes.
That's all for now, more to come with my second daily orgasm.
xxx miss C
Did I say within half an hour? I am pretty sure this is a lot sooner. I was already juicy before I even got to the bathroom, with all this writing recollections of past michief. The bathroom was disappointingly not busy today. If fact I was alone the entire time. This meant I needed to raise the stakes in another way. This time I didn't just strip off one leg of my pants, but all my clothes (shoes excluded). Thankfully no fire alarms went off, but I performed my first orgasm for today, nude in the end stall.
Even that wasn't enough (though I probably would have made it on that alone) but I wanted to raise the stakes higher again, so midway through my session, with my pussy full of vibrator and my fingers wet with my own desire, I unlocked my stall door. I let it hang nearly all the way open as I brought myself off. That is how I climaxed, naked with the stall door open, balancing on my knee. It was a good climax too. I didn't time it, but I'd say I reached fulfillment within 5-10 minutes.
That's all for now, more to come with my second daily orgasm.
xxx miss C
Week Three - fulfillment of tasks
Well here we are in week three. I am nearly up to date with my back entries, so soon I aim to be posting shorter entries more often. I will try to post as soon as I have completed a task while it is still fresh in my mind (and my pants).
Day 15 - Monday
Orgasm # 1 I took at work. Having done so many tasks at work now, I'm starting to lose my feelings of inpropriety and am finding it much easier to get into the right headspace. Monday was no different - I usually try to get the last stall in the bathroom, and I did get it this time. When wearing pants I quite often remove one leg completely and prop one knee over the toilet roll holder, so my legs are spread wide. I often look down at the gap between the floor and the bottom of the door and wonder what sight would greet someone if they were to peek through there while I was attending myself.
As I was getting near, I heard rustling in the outer room - the cleaner was emptying the bins. My first thought was that they would go on from emptying the bins to cleaning the stalls, and of course they would check the stalls first, so I may actually see that face peeking under the door! The thought both scared and thrilled me, and I decided to try and push myself over the edge before the cleaner left. I nearly made it too! It was a good orgasm and I went back to work with a decided heat in my pants.
The second orgasm for Monday saw me taking a leaf out of week 2's book. Again, I had my dance class to attend and not much opportunity for relief before then. So again, I stripped off my lower half in the car and touched myself on the journey home. I've found it really gets my juices flowing. I wasn't quite so careful this time as I was the week prior. Last week, when someone began to get too close or I felt too exposed, I would pull overcoat over my lap. This time I left it exposed pretty much the entire time. I was quite thrilling. Once again, in the interests of safety, I didn't get off while the car was in motion. This time I parked in our assigned undercover park, and continued to touch my moist pussy in the car. I also stripped off all of my clothes, and put only the overcoat back on. I slipped a hand inside my overcoat and continued to stroke my clit as I waited for the lift, whilst in the lift, and in the hallway outside my apartment and I scrambled for keys.
Once inside I took a seat on a dining chair in sight of A and finished myself off, hopefully making it clear the mischief I had been up to.
Day 16 - Tuesday
I've been carrying a small vibrator in my handbag since mid-last week, but so far I haven't had the guts to use it at work. Tuesday was the first time. Obviously in the bathroom the noise of the vibrator would be very obvious, so I only used it as I would a dildo. Perhaps one day I'll be brave enough to turn it on, but it is actually quite difficult to turn it on and off quickly - particulary when one's hands are, well... slippery.
This time the bathroom was very busy. I sometimes wonder if anyone notices the person in the far stall is taking a long time, but I figure the turnover is pretty quick, so who is going to hang around and time me? Such as it was, I was midway into my session and nice and wet, when I wound up with someone in the next stall. Unlike last time I was aware of them right away, but it didn't stop or slow me as I slid the little purple vibrator in and out of myself and rubbed my pussy mercilessly. You see, I had been writing in this very blog just prior to my trip to the bathroom, so I was already nice and wet before I even started touching myself. I decided then, that I must come before the person in the next stall left, and I must be so very quiet that they wouldn't notice. Amazingly, my body complied and I felt my release come on quite quickly. I checked my watch and it turns out I had only been in the bathroom 5 minutes!
For my second orgasm, I knew that A would be home late so I planned to take care of matters at home. Of course I got caught up doing other things, so he ended up coming through the door just as I was getting started. As we'd planned to eat on his arrival, I slipped a remote control vibrating egg into my pussy, popped the controller in my pocket and went downstairs to greet A. After dinner, I started to play with the controller (and myself). At first A didn't seem to pay any mind and he was on the computer working. Reading over his should I soon noticed that he was chatting to some of our friends online and he told at least two of them what I was doing. This recognition did help to fire me along, but my orgasm was still hard won and somewhat time consuming. A also got one of his own that night, by my mouth, but it was not a task, just some fun before bed.
That brings us up to date. If all goes well my next post will be within the next half hour, as I'm off to the ladies with my vibe in my pocket to achieve orgasm number 1 for Wednesday.
Till then,
xxx miss C
Day 15 - Monday
Orgasm # 1 I took at work. Having done so many tasks at work now, I'm starting to lose my feelings of inpropriety and am finding it much easier to get into the right headspace. Monday was no different - I usually try to get the last stall in the bathroom, and I did get it this time. When wearing pants I quite often remove one leg completely and prop one knee over the toilet roll holder, so my legs are spread wide. I often look down at the gap between the floor and the bottom of the door and wonder what sight would greet someone if they were to peek through there while I was attending myself.
As I was getting near, I heard rustling in the outer room - the cleaner was emptying the bins. My first thought was that they would go on from emptying the bins to cleaning the stalls, and of course they would check the stalls first, so I may actually see that face peeking under the door! The thought both scared and thrilled me, and I decided to try and push myself over the edge before the cleaner left. I nearly made it too! It was a good orgasm and I went back to work with a decided heat in my pants.
The second orgasm for Monday saw me taking a leaf out of week 2's book. Again, I had my dance class to attend and not much opportunity for relief before then. So again, I stripped off my lower half in the car and touched myself on the journey home. I've found it really gets my juices flowing. I wasn't quite so careful this time as I was the week prior. Last week, when someone began to get too close or I felt too exposed, I would pull overcoat over my lap. This time I left it exposed pretty much the entire time. I was quite thrilling. Once again, in the interests of safety, I didn't get off while the car was in motion. This time I parked in our assigned undercover park, and continued to touch my moist pussy in the car. I also stripped off all of my clothes, and put only the overcoat back on. I slipped a hand inside my overcoat and continued to stroke my clit as I waited for the lift, whilst in the lift, and in the hallway outside my apartment and I scrambled for keys.
Once inside I took a seat on a dining chair in sight of A and finished myself off, hopefully making it clear the mischief I had been up to.
Day 16 - Tuesday
I've been carrying a small vibrator in my handbag since mid-last week, but so far I haven't had the guts to use it at work. Tuesday was the first time. Obviously in the bathroom the noise of the vibrator would be very obvious, so I only used it as I would a dildo. Perhaps one day I'll be brave enough to turn it on, but it is actually quite difficult to turn it on and off quickly - particulary when one's hands are, well... slippery.
This time the bathroom was very busy. I sometimes wonder if anyone notices the person in the far stall is taking a long time, but I figure the turnover is pretty quick, so who is going to hang around and time me? Such as it was, I was midway into my session and nice and wet, when I wound up with someone in the next stall. Unlike last time I was aware of them right away, but it didn't stop or slow me as I slid the little purple vibrator in and out of myself and rubbed my pussy mercilessly. You see, I had been writing in this very blog just prior to my trip to the bathroom, so I was already nice and wet before I even started touching myself. I decided then, that I must come before the person in the next stall left, and I must be so very quiet that they wouldn't notice. Amazingly, my body complied and I felt my release come on quite quickly. I checked my watch and it turns out I had only been in the bathroom 5 minutes!
For my second orgasm, I knew that A would be home late so I planned to take care of matters at home. Of course I got caught up doing other things, so he ended up coming through the door just as I was getting started. As we'd planned to eat on his arrival, I slipped a remote control vibrating egg into my pussy, popped the controller in my pocket and went downstairs to greet A. After dinner, I started to play with the controller (and myself). At first A didn't seem to pay any mind and he was on the computer working. Reading over his should I soon noticed that he was chatting to some of our friends online and he told at least two of them what I was doing. This recognition did help to fire me along, but my orgasm was still hard won and somewhat time consuming. A also got one of his own that night, by my mouth, but it was not a task, just some fun before bed.
That brings us up to date. If all goes well my next post will be within the next half hour, as I'm off to the ladies with my vibe in my pocket to achieve orgasm number 1 for Wednesday.
Till then,
xxx miss C
Week Three - The Tasks
I checked in with A about my tasks for the week. He sees no reason to change back from the 2 orgasms per day quota, so I am still required to perform two a day. As with last week, both orgasms must be my own, and any extra tasks must be performed as assigned.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Week Two - fulfillment of tasks
Day 8 - Monday
Monday was a very busy day for me at work. I spent the entire morning loading and unloading boxes, with help from a colleague and I still needed to fit in time to do a lunch run. In the afternoon around 2:30pm/3:00pm I was expecting a consultant to come in and work with me for the afternoon and show me how to use some new equipment.
Imagine my horror when I get a message from A (that I don't receive until 1:30pm) letting me know that I have until 3pm to complete one of my daily tasks. I was lucky - I managed to slip away around 2:15pm (knowing that the consultant could arrive at any minute and I would be running redfaced from the bathroom) to complete his wishes. I think it was a busy day in the bathroom that day, I was midway through when another person entered - luckily she used a far stall. While there were two of us in the bathroom I heard another person enter. I was quite absorbed in what I was doing and didn't notice until she left that she had been in the store right next to me. Ooops! I hope I wasn't rubbing too loud. On this occasion I found that the comings and goings of women in the bathroom just made me more horny and hotter and I was able to turn out an orgasm in 10 minutes flat. Amazing!
My second orgasm for Monday was performed on my way home from dance class. It was far too early in the week for me to be using up one of my "right before bed" orgasms, but since I had gone straight from work to dance class, and would pretty much get home, eat and go to bed when I arrived, there wasn't much other opportunity to achieve my second orgasm. So once my class finished, I made my way to the car - a plan already bubbling in my mind. I got into the car and removed all my clothes from the waist down - jeans and under pants. I left on my boots and long jacket, but the jacket didn't quite cover my lap. I was parked on a busy city street, it was raining and dark, but there was enough light from the streetlight that anyone looking directly or walking close enough could have seen my naked thighs and pussy. As workers walked past, and what I'm sure was a ticket inspector a few cars away chatted to someone else, I started to stroke my already warming pussy. When I was nice and wet, I pulled out onto the road and started to drive home.
On the way home, every moment my hand wasn't needed on the wheel or the gear stick, it was between my legs. The most thrilling moments were when I was stopped at lights and I was sure passerbys would walk too close, or the person in the car pulled up next to me would notice something. No incidents occured, and I made it back to the visitors parking in my apartment block without having any accidents, but also without achieving orgasm. So I stayed parked, out in the relative open, working my pussy until I reached summit. It ended up taking a while, as there wasn't as much fear of being caught on my low traffic street, but I made it in the end. When I arrived home, A complained that I was late - before noticing my lack of dress. (After parking the car, I went from the car, to the lift, to the apartment, with nothing covering my naked bottom half but my overcoat.) Of course I filled him in, and he complained less.
Day 9 - Tuesday
Tuesday was also reward day, but to ensure my reward I still needed to achieve my two orgasms. To "help me along the way" perhaps, I received a message from A at 9:30 telling me I had until 12 noon to bring myself "to the brink of orgasm, but not over". This was all well and good except I had a meeting that morning that went from 10am to what should have been 11:30am, but in actuality did not allow me to escape until 11:53am. I was in such a panic. I went straight to the ladies room and went to work on myself. Luck was on my side as there was fair bit of traffic in the bathroom that morning, so the comings and goings added a bit of thrill to get me over the line. Of course, I didn't go ALL the way over. I got as close as I dared and then stopped. Oh but it was hard. I left the bathroom with my pussy still pulsing it's protest, as I sent a text off to A to let him know I'd made it - just.
I followed up with another text, asking if there was any reason I couldn't now take my first orgasm of the day. A gave me permission to - but he stipulated only one at work today. So back to the bathroom I went, and when the release came it was so good I kicked the door as I let go. Luckily I was alone in the bathroom that time.
As for my second Tuesday orgasm, well if you read my "Reward" post, you'll notice I didn't have one during my play session with Miss V and M, so after they left, I still owed an orgasm. I gave this one to A, to help him sleep, and also as a thanks for arranging such a lovely reward.
Day 10 - Wednesday
Wednesday is a little hazy, but I know I achieved my first orgasm at work. However, by 4pm that afternoon I was feverish and shaky and when I contacted A I found we both had the same symptoms. Being the kind man he is, A gave me amnesty from my tasks for the duration of my sickness, which lasted through to Sunday, which brings us up to Week 3, which will be a new post.
Day 14 - Sunday
Although I was still unable to perform my daily tasks, another incident of note occured on Sunday. A took me shopping and we visited a nice stationery store and bought coloured card, patterned card, glue, paper, a fine pen and paper trimmer. A told me these were the makings of some personal business cards. I assumed these would be cards for us as a couple, so that if we meet anyone we may like to play with (couples or single girls) we could give them a personal card to contact us with, rather than an impersonal business card.
Once the makings were bought and in the back seat, A revealed to me that his name would not be on the cards. These cards would be just for me, and I was to not only make them, but I would be responsible for handing them out to any likely folk. This would also make me the point of contact for anyone I singled out for a card. Although this mission has not yet been assigned, I know that it will challenge me greatly. I have never been good at taking on the role of aggressor, so I'm curious to see if I'll be able to actually pull it off.
Well that's all of interest for Week 2.
Til next time,
xxx miss C
Monday was a very busy day for me at work. I spent the entire morning loading and unloading boxes, with help from a colleague and I still needed to fit in time to do a lunch run. In the afternoon around 2:30pm/3:00pm I was expecting a consultant to come in and work with me for the afternoon and show me how to use some new equipment.
Imagine my horror when I get a message from A (that I don't receive until 1:30pm) letting me know that I have until 3pm to complete one of my daily tasks. I was lucky - I managed to slip away around 2:15pm (knowing that the consultant could arrive at any minute and I would be running redfaced from the bathroom) to complete his wishes. I think it was a busy day in the bathroom that day, I was midway through when another person entered - luckily she used a far stall. While there were two of us in the bathroom I heard another person enter. I was quite absorbed in what I was doing and didn't notice until she left that she had been in the store right next to me. Ooops! I hope I wasn't rubbing too loud. On this occasion I found that the comings and goings of women in the bathroom just made me more horny and hotter and I was able to turn out an orgasm in 10 minutes flat. Amazing!
My second orgasm for Monday was performed on my way home from dance class. It was far too early in the week for me to be using up one of my "right before bed" orgasms, but since I had gone straight from work to dance class, and would pretty much get home, eat and go to bed when I arrived, there wasn't much other opportunity to achieve my second orgasm. So once my class finished, I made my way to the car - a plan already bubbling in my mind. I got into the car and removed all my clothes from the waist down - jeans and under pants. I left on my boots and long jacket, but the jacket didn't quite cover my lap. I was parked on a busy city street, it was raining and dark, but there was enough light from the streetlight that anyone looking directly or walking close enough could have seen my naked thighs and pussy. As workers walked past, and what I'm sure was a ticket inspector a few cars away chatted to someone else, I started to stroke my already warming pussy. When I was nice and wet, I pulled out onto the road and started to drive home.
On the way home, every moment my hand wasn't needed on the wheel or the gear stick, it was between my legs. The most thrilling moments were when I was stopped at lights and I was sure passerbys would walk too close, or the person in the car pulled up next to me would notice something. No incidents occured, and I made it back to the visitors parking in my apartment block without having any accidents, but also without achieving orgasm. So I stayed parked, out in the relative open, working my pussy until I reached summit. It ended up taking a while, as there wasn't as much fear of being caught on my low traffic street, but I made it in the end. When I arrived home, A complained that I was late - before noticing my lack of dress. (After parking the car, I went from the car, to the lift, to the apartment, with nothing covering my naked bottom half but my overcoat.) Of course I filled him in, and he complained less.
Day 9 - Tuesday
Tuesday was also reward day, but to ensure my reward I still needed to achieve my two orgasms. To "help me along the way" perhaps, I received a message from A at 9:30 telling me I had until 12 noon to bring myself "to the brink of orgasm, but not over". This was all well and good except I had a meeting that morning that went from 10am to what should have been 11:30am, but in actuality did not allow me to escape until 11:53am. I was in such a panic. I went straight to the ladies room and went to work on myself. Luck was on my side as there was fair bit of traffic in the bathroom that morning, so the comings and goings added a bit of thrill to get me over the line. Of course, I didn't go ALL the way over. I got as close as I dared and then stopped. Oh but it was hard. I left the bathroom with my pussy still pulsing it's protest, as I sent a text off to A to let him know I'd made it - just.
I followed up with another text, asking if there was any reason I couldn't now take my first orgasm of the day. A gave me permission to - but he stipulated only one at work today. So back to the bathroom I went, and when the release came it was so good I kicked the door as I let go. Luckily I was alone in the bathroom that time.
As for my second Tuesday orgasm, well if you read my "Reward" post, you'll notice I didn't have one during my play session with Miss V and M, so after they left, I still owed an orgasm. I gave this one to A, to help him sleep, and also as a thanks for arranging such a lovely reward.
Day 10 - Wednesday
Wednesday is a little hazy, but I know I achieved my first orgasm at work. However, by 4pm that afternoon I was feverish and shaky and when I contacted A I found we both had the same symptoms. Being the kind man he is, A gave me amnesty from my tasks for the duration of my sickness, which lasted through to Sunday, which brings us up to Week 3, which will be a new post.
Day 14 - Sunday
Although I was still unable to perform my daily tasks, another incident of note occured on Sunday. A took me shopping and we visited a nice stationery store and bought coloured card, patterned card, glue, paper, a fine pen and paper trimmer. A told me these were the makings of some personal business cards. I assumed these would be cards for us as a couple, so that if we meet anyone we may like to play with (couples or single girls) we could give them a personal card to contact us with, rather than an impersonal business card.
Once the makings were bought and in the back seat, A revealed to me that his name would not be on the cards. These cards would be just for me, and I was to not only make them, but I would be responsible for handing them out to any likely folk. This would also make me the point of contact for anyone I singled out for a card. Although this mission has not yet been assigned, I know that it will challenge me greatly. I have never been good at taking on the role of aggressor, so I'm curious to see if I'll be able to actually pull it off.
Well that's all of interest for Week 2.
Til next time,
xxx miss C
Week Two - The Tasks
A has deemed that since I have been achieving the two orgasms per day as required, that this will be my task for the coming week. He has, however, stipulated that both orgasms must be my own. Any orgasms A has will be a bonus. As usual, any extra tasks may be assigned at will by A.
Week One - The Reward
I promised I'd talk about the reward this time, so here we are. For my first reward, A asked if I wanted to choose my own reward, or if he should decide on something for me. Being as indecisive as I am, I chose for A to decide my first reward. He wondered if I might like a night with Miss V and her slave as a befitting gift in return for my weeks services. Two hot women to spend a night with? That sounded mighty good to me! So for nearly the entire first week I knew what I was working toward. Despite failing my two tasks on the Friday night, A decided I had earned the right to my reward, and he arranged for Miss V and her slave (who I'll call M) to come to our apartment for the evening. A, of course, would not be present. He arrived much later in the night, when the ladies were nearly ready to leave.
As part of my reward, A required that I write 1000 - 1500 words on the events of my reward night. I had three days from the end of my reward (midnight Tuesday to midnight Friday) to submit the written assignment to him. Prior to A receiving the document, it needed to have been received, read and approved by Miss V to check for accuracy.
As you will read in my posts regarding week 2, I was struck down with some kind of evil flu/fever in the later half of the week and did not make my Friday midnight deadline. As a result, I wrote the assignment on Saturday, and messaged V to beg her to read it as quickly as possible so that I would not be too overdue. The goddess that she is, she turned it around within 15 minutes and I had submitted it by 8pm Saturday - twenty hours overdue. A had warned that as punishment for my tardy submission, for every 24 hours overdue, I would owe him 20 spanks. With the 20 hours overdue, if my calculations are correct (and he did warn that he would be rounding up) I owe A 17 spanks. You can see them on the top right of this page in the Spank Bank - waiting to be paid due.
I imagine you are wondering at the contents of my assigment, and what exactly went on that Tuesday of my reward night. Well, wonder no longer - here it is:
I’d been instructed earlier in the day that I would be entertaining Miss V and M from 8pm. After arriving home dripping from the torrential rain at barely quarter past 7pm it was something of a mad rush to get the apartment ready to receive guests in time for their arrival.
Luckily, Miss V was late, so after I buzzed her into the building, she entered the unlocked apartment to find me waiting for her, a glass of champagne in my hand and my legs crossed lounging over two chairs. Red lanterns and candles lit the apartment and I had laid out strawberries and cheeses. I was dressed in an outfit A had partly laid out for me, I had chosen the red satin underwear and black pvc shoes with six inch heels. My legs were bare and freshly shaven and my lacy corset was relaxed, to allow me to dance later.
Miss V greeted me ebulliently and we traded small talk over snacks and champagne while we awaited M. Presently, M called Miss V’s phone. V silenced me and put her on speakerphone. M sounded harried, it was late and she was only just leaving work. I felt a little guilty when I discovered that, but like a fine slave she took directions from her Mistress, agreeing to come to our address, although she didn’t know who’s apartment it was, and was under the impression Miss V would be absent.
As we waited for M, Miss V expressed in interest in a private show. I was more than willing to comply and dialed through the ipod until an appropriate song came up - Depeche Mode’s Shine, a slow and sensuous track speaking of blindfolds and mysterious rendezvous.
I twirled around the pole, drawing out my movements and locking eyes often with Miss V, who regarded me warmly. Between tricks, I crawled slowly to her chair and pried her legs apart, writhing at her feet and tossing my head. I turned and sank between her open knees, head tilted back to look at her as I continued to roll my hips sensuously before her. She seemed to enjoy this show, and I crawled back to the pole to perform more tricks for her, our eyes meeting often.
Before the song was over, I confessed I was ready for a break. We sat chatting for a while as I caught my breath and she told me of an elaborate set of tasks she had planned for her “puss” while she was away. I helped her finish stuffing her 20 envelopes in preparation.
Presently, the apartment buzzer rang. We both jumped up excitedly and I looked to Miss V for instruction. At her request, I buzzed M inside without saying a word. V’s phone rang not long after, M wanting to know how to proceed. Miss V told her to go to the (our) apartment number and enter. Miss V then hid her glass and tucked herself behind the door. She wanted M to be greeted with the same sight she saw when she opened our apartment door, so I positioned myself carefully across two chairs and peered up over the rim of my glass at our new arrival as she opened the door.
M seemed pleased, and possibly surprised. I rose to welcome her inside and Miss V made her presence known by slipping out from behind the door. We plied M with champagne and strawberries, but she still hadn’t managed to shake the tension of her last overly-busy day at work. Miss V sent her upstairs for a relaxing shower and I supplied a fresh towel.
When M emerged, looking more refreshed, another show was suggested and I happily complied. I popped on a playlist of “artists to strip by” and did a longer show this time. I climbed the pole and hung backwards, arms loose before unzipping my corset and tossing it aside to reveal my red satin bra beneath. This was well received by my stunning audience of two and I continued to dance for them, incorporating a lot of floorwork that had me writhing and grinding before them in a most unchaste fashion.
I crawled toward M and pried her legs apart to writhe between them as I had for Miss V earlier, and received warm approval from M’s mistress. After treating the lovely M to some lap dancing, I sauntered back toward the pole and bent forward, running my hands down the front of my legs and displaying my arse and legs to my cosy audience. I slipped my fingers under my red satin knickers and slid them down my legs slowly, revealing a black g-string beneath, decorated at its’ t-juncture with diamantes. I stepped carefully out of the knickers and took a few more turns around the pole, now dressed only in a bra and g-string.
I approached Miss V and M again, undoing the clasp of my bra. I teased for a while, slipping off the straps and holding only the bra cups over my breasts, doing a few low dips with my torso to show off cleavage, without revealing my breasts. Soon I’d tossed the bra, but continued to tease by covering my nipples with hands, then fingers, then finally, nothing at all. Naked but for a g-string (which was unfortunately necessary) and my giant shoes I took a break from dancing and basked in the glow of Miss V’s and M’s praise.
Soon Miss V suggested one of her favourite past times - the three-way kiss. All three of us leaned in and then it was that lovely mash of lips and tongue, and feeling the breath of the women beside you and the wet slide of lips and skin. This was the trigger for further mischief, and Miss V sent me to lie on the futon, instructing me to close my eyes.
I obeyed happily, and arranged myself on the futon with legs straight and arms above my head. Soon I felt the delicious sensation of two sets of hands caressing my legs and stomach. Tongues joined hands, tracing burning trails up and down my body. I writhed happily and forgot momentarily that my eyes were supposed to be closed, entranced by watching these two gorgeous women worshipping my body.
Abruptly I remembered that my eyes were supposed to be closed and I let them fall shut, the memory of what I’d seen left as an image in my mind for later. Soon the two pairs of hands dropped off to one, and I could hear movement on the other side of the room. I heard the erstwhile person’s return to the futon moments later. On the futon, I had unconsciously been twining my arms above my head at the wrist, as if imagining or requesting they be tied up. This must have been apparent, as with the return of the second person (who I suspect was Miss V) my hands were bound with a women’s belt.
I spent more sensuous minutes on the futon being pleasured and spoiled by these two lovely temptresses, feeling warm breath, soft lips, flicking hair and tender caresses. This was certainly the peak of my night, with stripping for the two of them a close second, and the later spanking of M also worth an honourable mention. But I wont go into that incident in this assignment, as you had arrived home by that point and were able to witness it in your own eyes.
Following my mind-cloudingly delightful episode on the couch, there were more chats, we shared some devilishly good chocolate mousse and bemoaned the bad timing that stopped us from taking things any further. Miss V insisted that night be considered “a down payment on a reward” which left me with some delightful anticipation.
The night in itself, in my humble opinion, was a fantastic reward for my week of missions. I ended the night feeling very spoilt and content. Thank you Miss V, M, and A for arranging it.
Until next time…
xx miss C
As part of my reward, A required that I write 1000 - 1500 words on the events of my reward night. I had three days from the end of my reward (midnight Tuesday to midnight Friday) to submit the written assignment to him. Prior to A receiving the document, it needed to have been received, read and approved by Miss V to check for accuracy.
As you will read in my posts regarding week 2, I was struck down with some kind of evil flu/fever in the later half of the week and did not make my Friday midnight deadline. As a result, I wrote the assignment on Saturday, and messaged V to beg her to read it as quickly as possible so that I would not be too overdue. The goddess that she is, she turned it around within 15 minutes and I had submitted it by 8pm Saturday - twenty hours overdue. A had warned that as punishment for my tardy submission, for every 24 hours overdue, I would owe him 20 spanks. With the 20 hours overdue, if my calculations are correct (and he did warn that he would be rounding up) I owe A 17 spanks. You can see them on the top right of this page in the Spank Bank - waiting to be paid due.
I imagine you are wondering at the contents of my assigment, and what exactly went on that Tuesday of my reward night. Well, wonder no longer - here it is:
I’d been instructed earlier in the day that I would be entertaining Miss V and M from 8pm. After arriving home dripping from the torrential rain at barely quarter past 7pm it was something of a mad rush to get the apartment ready to receive guests in time for their arrival.
Luckily, Miss V was late, so after I buzzed her into the building, she entered the unlocked apartment to find me waiting for her, a glass of champagne in my hand and my legs crossed lounging over two chairs. Red lanterns and candles lit the apartment and I had laid out strawberries and cheeses. I was dressed in an outfit A had partly laid out for me, I had chosen the red satin underwear and black pvc shoes with six inch heels. My legs were bare and freshly shaven and my lacy corset was relaxed, to allow me to dance later.
Miss V greeted me ebulliently and we traded small talk over snacks and champagne while we awaited M. Presently, M called Miss V’s phone. V silenced me and put her on speakerphone. M sounded harried, it was late and she was only just leaving work. I felt a little guilty when I discovered that, but like a fine slave she took directions from her Mistress, agreeing to come to our address, although she didn’t know who’s apartment it was, and was under the impression Miss V would be absent.
As we waited for M, Miss V expressed in interest in a private show. I was more than willing to comply and dialed through the ipod until an appropriate song came up - Depeche Mode’s Shine, a slow and sensuous track speaking of blindfolds and mysterious rendezvous.
I twirled around the pole, drawing out my movements and locking eyes often with Miss V, who regarded me warmly. Between tricks, I crawled slowly to her chair and pried her legs apart, writhing at her feet and tossing my head. I turned and sank between her open knees, head tilted back to look at her as I continued to roll my hips sensuously before her. She seemed to enjoy this show, and I crawled back to the pole to perform more tricks for her, our eyes meeting often.
Before the song was over, I confessed I was ready for a break. We sat chatting for a while as I caught my breath and she told me of an elaborate set of tasks she had planned for her “puss” while she was away. I helped her finish stuffing her 20 envelopes in preparation.
Presently, the apartment buzzer rang. We both jumped up excitedly and I looked to Miss V for instruction. At her request, I buzzed M inside without saying a word. V’s phone rang not long after, M wanting to know how to proceed. Miss V told her to go to the (our) apartment number and enter. Miss V then hid her glass and tucked herself behind the door. She wanted M to be greeted with the same sight she saw when she opened our apartment door, so I positioned myself carefully across two chairs and peered up over the rim of my glass at our new arrival as she opened the door.
M seemed pleased, and possibly surprised. I rose to welcome her inside and Miss V made her presence known by slipping out from behind the door. We plied M with champagne and strawberries, but she still hadn’t managed to shake the tension of her last overly-busy day at work. Miss V sent her upstairs for a relaxing shower and I supplied a fresh towel.
When M emerged, looking more refreshed, another show was suggested and I happily complied. I popped on a playlist of “artists to strip by” and did a longer show this time. I climbed the pole and hung backwards, arms loose before unzipping my corset and tossing it aside to reveal my red satin bra beneath. This was well received by my stunning audience of two and I continued to dance for them, incorporating a lot of floorwork that had me writhing and grinding before them in a most unchaste fashion.
I crawled toward M and pried her legs apart to writhe between them as I had for Miss V earlier, and received warm approval from M’s mistress. After treating the lovely M to some lap dancing, I sauntered back toward the pole and bent forward, running my hands down the front of my legs and displaying my arse and legs to my cosy audience. I slipped my fingers under my red satin knickers and slid them down my legs slowly, revealing a black g-string beneath, decorated at its’ t-juncture with diamantes. I stepped carefully out of the knickers and took a few more turns around the pole, now dressed only in a bra and g-string.
I approached Miss V and M again, undoing the clasp of my bra. I teased for a while, slipping off the straps and holding only the bra cups over my breasts, doing a few low dips with my torso to show off cleavage, without revealing my breasts. Soon I’d tossed the bra, but continued to tease by covering my nipples with hands, then fingers, then finally, nothing at all. Naked but for a g-string (which was unfortunately necessary) and my giant shoes I took a break from dancing and basked in the glow of Miss V’s and M’s praise.
Soon Miss V suggested one of her favourite past times - the three-way kiss. All three of us leaned in and then it was that lovely mash of lips and tongue, and feeling the breath of the women beside you and the wet slide of lips and skin. This was the trigger for further mischief, and Miss V sent me to lie on the futon, instructing me to close my eyes.
I obeyed happily, and arranged myself on the futon with legs straight and arms above my head. Soon I felt the delicious sensation of two sets of hands caressing my legs and stomach. Tongues joined hands, tracing burning trails up and down my body. I writhed happily and forgot momentarily that my eyes were supposed to be closed, entranced by watching these two gorgeous women worshipping my body.
Abruptly I remembered that my eyes were supposed to be closed and I let them fall shut, the memory of what I’d seen left as an image in my mind for later. Soon the two pairs of hands dropped off to one, and I could hear movement on the other side of the room. I heard the erstwhile person’s return to the futon moments later. On the futon, I had unconsciously been twining my arms above my head at the wrist, as if imagining or requesting they be tied up. This must have been apparent, as with the return of the second person (who I suspect was Miss V) my hands were bound with a women’s belt.
I spent more sensuous minutes on the futon being pleasured and spoiled by these two lovely temptresses, feeling warm breath, soft lips, flicking hair and tender caresses. This was certainly the peak of my night, with stripping for the two of them a close second, and the later spanking of M also worth an honourable mention. But I wont go into that incident in this assignment, as you had arrived home by that point and were able to witness it in your own eyes.
Following my mind-cloudingly delightful episode on the couch, there were more chats, we shared some devilishly good chocolate mousse and bemoaned the bad timing that stopped us from taking things any further. Miss V insisted that night be considered “a down payment on a reward” which left me with some delightful anticipation.
The night in itself, in my humble opinion, was a fantastic reward for my week of missions. I ended the night feeling very spoilt and content. Thank you Miss V, M, and A for arranging it.
Until next time…
xx miss C
Week One - fulfillment of tasks
Day 1 - Sunday
The week of tasks began on Sunday morning. Sunday would be an interesting day to begin this journey, as A was away on work for a large portion of the day. It wasn't difficult for me to achieve orgasm with the whole day ahead of me and these hot new rules on my mind. In fact, I think I even gave A a bonus orgasm, sitting out on the balcony of our apartment with small vibrator inside me and an even smaller dophin vibe on my clit. Afterward, I returned inside and serviced A with mouth and tongue.
Day 2 - Monday
First day of tasks at work. From memory I received a text from A assigning me an orgasm that needed to happen before 3pm - thus deeming it necessary to be had at work. Getting off at work was a little bit harder, mainly to get my mind in the right head space to do so. Once I was in the far stall in the ladies room with my legs wide and bare and my hand between my legs, however, it was a different story. I surprised myself by coming within 10 minutes of entering the bathroom (very unusual for me as I am normally a slow burn). Afterward, I excitedly texted A to let him know I'd accomplished my mission. His reply was something along the lines of "Good girl. We'll discuss rewards tonight."
Day 2 & 3 - Tuesday and Wednesday
Since it has been over two weeks since that initial week of tasks, my memory of the rest of the week is a little hazy. I know I used up my two nights of orgasms right before bed early on - probably on Tuesday and Wednesday. The "at home" orgasms were both a blessing and a curse. A blessing as I could take my time and use whatever toys I wanted - a curse, because I was in familiar surrounds and I needed to dig deeper to get turned on. I rarely came quickly in those situations. I'm sure it took me nearly an hour once. Of course A wasn't going to help me, as that would go against the rules and be no help at all.
Day 4 - Thursday
Despite any fuzziness in my memory - Thursday is sharp in my mind as it is the day A invited the lovely Miss V over for dinner. Miss V has both a Master and more recently, a slave. She has had many fantastic encounters which she has happily shared with us and I know both A and myself have found her experiences very inspiring. A put a condition on my Thursday orgasm - I was to have him and Miss V as an audience. Oh how I squirmed! Of course it made it all the hotter, but I was at such a loss as to how to begin - they'd pulled up chairs in front of the couch and I felt very much on show! Which of course was the point, but still....
Anyway, Miss V took pity on me and she and A went out to the balcony for a cigarette, giving me time to get started. They ended up watching me from the balcony, through the glass doors while I brought myself off on the couch inside. I was entirely aware of them the whole time and I'm sure it kept my juices flowing. Miss V thanked me warmly afterwards for the show and I saw her off for the evening flushed with endorphins.
Day 5 - Friday
Another day when A would not be home. I had not taken care of my task at work, as I planned for a quiet night in, with plenty of time to take care of matters. At a suitable point in the night, I was settled in front of the television watching some porn and getting slowly in the mood, when I got a text or call (I can't remember) from A, letting me know that Miss K (a single girlfriend of ours) had given him a call looking to chat. Since A was on a job and not really able to stop to talk, I took her number and called instead. We chatted for awhile and wound up telling her about my task. She was quite happy to help me out, and so with porn playing muted in the background, I had my first bout of phone sex with this very hot girl on the other end of the phone and we helped each other bring ourselves off. Oh, she made such a wonderful noise when she came!
Day 6 - Saturday
This is when things stop being quite so rosy. A and I were going to a party Saturday night, so before we left I'd pulled out my toys and given myself a nice orgasm so I would be paid up for the day.
Not so, on the way to the party A assigned me another orgasm. I was to find a quiet place sometime during the night to sneak off and give myself one, away from the party.
Later in the night, he assigned me another one - this time not for me, but for me to give Miss V (also at the party) an orgasm - orally. I also was not allowed to tell her anything about the task, I was to just seduce her.
This was all possible of course, but by the end of the night I was panicking. I hadn't managed to achieve either one of my additional tasks. It was hard to get away on my own and when I did, I suffered stage fright. I made many fine attempts with Miss V, however she was quite occupied for most of the night with another sweet young lady who was perhaps auditioning to be a second slave for her.
I can give plenty of excuses, but the bottom line is - I failed those two tasks. A told me to think over what my punishment should be. When I got over my disappointment I suggested that perhaps I should make up the unattained orgasms by achieving two per day for the next few days, up until Tuesday - when I was to receive my reward. One condition was that one of these orgasms could be A's. I could either give myself two, or give myself one and give A one also. A agreed and this was the new rule.
Day 7 - Sunday
My memory of Sunday is hazy, but I think I gave myself an orgasm upstairs, using hands and toys, then joined A downstairs all hot and bothered and started to feel him up. I went down on my knees and began to suck his cock - but he pulled me back. He told me I couldn't give him head dressed as I was (in daggy pyjamas) so he sent me upstairs to put on something more appropriate. When I returned to A, I was wearing knee high PVC lace up boots, an underbust corset, and I had added a little surprise to the mix - a remote controlled vibrating egg that I had slipped into my pussy.
I presented myself to A, who commented that this was much better, and I gave him the controller. This time when I went down on him, the experience was peppered with excitement as he turned the buzzing toy on and off at whim, and I was in a constant state of flux. It was terribly arousing. After achieving his orgasm, I was then able to achieve my own and the tally for the day was complete.
That is how week one went (or at least something like that, it has been a while and the memory isn't as good as it should be). I know I haven't spoken of the reward yet - I will do so in my next post. Then onto week 2 and then we'll be up to date.
Bye for now,
xxx Miss C
The week of tasks began on Sunday morning. Sunday would be an interesting day to begin this journey, as A was away on work for a large portion of the day. It wasn't difficult for me to achieve orgasm with the whole day ahead of me and these hot new rules on my mind. In fact, I think I even gave A a bonus orgasm, sitting out on the balcony of our apartment with small vibrator inside me and an even smaller dophin vibe on my clit. Afterward, I returned inside and serviced A with mouth and tongue.
Day 2 - Monday
First day of tasks at work. From memory I received a text from A assigning me an orgasm that needed to happen before 3pm - thus deeming it necessary to be had at work. Getting off at work was a little bit harder, mainly to get my mind in the right head space to do so. Once I was in the far stall in the ladies room with my legs wide and bare and my hand between my legs, however, it was a different story. I surprised myself by coming within 10 minutes of entering the bathroom (very unusual for me as I am normally a slow burn). Afterward, I excitedly texted A to let him know I'd accomplished my mission. His reply was something along the lines of "Good girl. We'll discuss rewards tonight."
Day 2 & 3 - Tuesday and Wednesday
Since it has been over two weeks since that initial week of tasks, my memory of the rest of the week is a little hazy. I know I used up my two nights of orgasms right before bed early on - probably on Tuesday and Wednesday. The "at home" orgasms were both a blessing and a curse. A blessing as I could take my time and use whatever toys I wanted - a curse, because I was in familiar surrounds and I needed to dig deeper to get turned on. I rarely came quickly in those situations. I'm sure it took me nearly an hour once. Of course A wasn't going to help me, as that would go against the rules and be no help at all.
Day 4 - Thursday
Despite any fuzziness in my memory - Thursday is sharp in my mind as it is the day A invited the lovely Miss V over for dinner. Miss V has both a Master and more recently, a slave. She has had many fantastic encounters which she has happily shared with us and I know both A and myself have found her experiences very inspiring. A put a condition on my Thursday orgasm - I was to have him and Miss V as an audience. Oh how I squirmed! Of course it made it all the hotter, but I was at such a loss as to how to begin - they'd pulled up chairs in front of the couch and I felt very much on show! Which of course was the point, but still....
Anyway, Miss V took pity on me and she and A went out to the balcony for a cigarette, giving me time to get started. They ended up watching me from the balcony, through the glass doors while I brought myself off on the couch inside. I was entirely aware of them the whole time and I'm sure it kept my juices flowing. Miss V thanked me warmly afterwards for the show and I saw her off for the evening flushed with endorphins.
Day 5 - Friday
Another day when A would not be home. I had not taken care of my task at work, as I planned for a quiet night in, with plenty of time to take care of matters. At a suitable point in the night, I was settled in front of the television watching some porn and getting slowly in the mood, when I got a text or call (I can't remember) from A, letting me know that Miss K (a single girlfriend of ours) had given him a call looking to chat. Since A was on a job and not really able to stop to talk, I took her number and called instead. We chatted for awhile and wound up telling her about my task. She was quite happy to help me out, and so with porn playing muted in the background, I had my first bout of phone sex with this very hot girl on the other end of the phone and we helped each other bring ourselves off. Oh, she made such a wonderful noise when she came!
Day 6 - Saturday
This is when things stop being quite so rosy. A and I were going to a party Saturday night, so before we left I'd pulled out my toys and given myself a nice orgasm so I would be paid up for the day.
Not so, on the way to the party A assigned me another orgasm. I was to find a quiet place sometime during the night to sneak off and give myself one, away from the party.
Later in the night, he assigned me another one - this time not for me, but for me to give Miss V (also at the party) an orgasm - orally. I also was not allowed to tell her anything about the task, I was to just seduce her.
This was all possible of course, but by the end of the night I was panicking. I hadn't managed to achieve either one of my additional tasks. It was hard to get away on my own and when I did, I suffered stage fright. I made many fine attempts with Miss V, however she was quite occupied for most of the night with another sweet young lady who was perhaps auditioning to be a second slave for her.
I can give plenty of excuses, but the bottom line is - I failed those two tasks. A told me to think over what my punishment should be. When I got over my disappointment I suggested that perhaps I should make up the unattained orgasms by achieving two per day for the next few days, up until Tuesday - when I was to receive my reward. One condition was that one of these orgasms could be A's. I could either give myself two, or give myself one and give A one also. A agreed and this was the new rule.
Day 7 - Sunday
My memory of Sunday is hazy, but I think I gave myself an orgasm upstairs, using hands and toys, then joined A downstairs all hot and bothered and started to feel him up. I went down on my knees and began to suck his cock - but he pulled me back. He told me I couldn't give him head dressed as I was (in daggy pyjamas) so he sent me upstairs to put on something more appropriate. When I returned to A, I was wearing knee high PVC lace up boots, an underbust corset, and I had added a little surprise to the mix - a remote controlled vibrating egg that I had slipped into my pussy.
I presented myself to A, who commented that this was much better, and I gave him the controller. This time when I went down on him, the experience was peppered with excitement as he turned the buzzing toy on and off at whim, and I was in a constant state of flux. It was terribly arousing. After achieving his orgasm, I was then able to achieve my own and the tally for the day was complete.
That is how week one went (or at least something like that, it has been a while and the memory isn't as good as it should be). I know I haven't spoken of the reward yet - I will do so in my next post. Then onto week 2 and then we'll be up to date.
Bye for now,
xxx Miss C
Monday, July 24, 2006
Week One - The Tasks
It all began with A declaring he was instituting some new rules, and it would be best if I were to follow them. At the time we were in the middle of some pretty heavy petting and the talk of rules and tasks just heated me up more. Post coitus is when we boiled down the details.
Daily task: Once a day (a day constituting the period from when I wake up, to when I go to sleep, excluding naps) I must bring myself to orgasm. Once achieved, if A is not present, I must call or text him to let him know I have achieved my task.
In addition, A can contact me at any time and assign me another orgasm, which will be in addition to my daily orgasm. This additional task may come with a time limit, or other conditions - for example, it must happen at my place of work.
In a week, only two of my daily orgasms can be achieved at home, right before I go to sleep.
I added one other condition, which is that A cannot assign me an orgasm with a time limit if it will clash with something I have paid to attend. Eg. a doctor's appointment or a dance class.
These are The Rules as they were assigned to me for my first week of tasks.
Daily task: Once a day (a day constituting the period from when I wake up, to when I go to sleep, excluding naps) I must bring myself to orgasm. Once achieved, if A is not present, I must call or text him to let him know I have achieved my task.
In addition, A can contact me at any time and assign me another orgasm, which will be in addition to my daily orgasm. This additional task may come with a time limit, or other conditions - for example, it must happen at my place of work.
In a week, only two of my daily orgasms can be achieved at home, right before I go to sleep.
I added one other condition, which is that A cannot assign me an orgasm with a time limit if it will clash with something I have paid to attend. Eg. a doctor's appointment or a dance class.
These are The Rules as they were assigned to me for my first week of tasks.
An Introduction
I am Miss C and I am a submissive. The dominant half of my relationship will be referred to in this blog as 'A'. A has been assigning me daily tasks for a few weeks now, and this blog is to document the tasks, rewards and punishments for failing in my tasks. I'm not sure yet who the audience will be for this blog, but it is mainly a record of events passed.
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