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Wetcunt's Training

Chapter 7 Practice Test (part 1)

Chapter 7 -- Practice Test (part one)

One Thursday, after returning from lunch, wetcunt saw that she had received an
email from her Master. her heart raced each time a message came from her Master.
As she quickly opened it, she wondered what assignment lay in store for her.

"cunt, you have been practicing to be the total pisswhore fuckpig that you crave
to be, that you are destined to be. It is time to test how well My fuckpig has
been practicing. A reservation has been made for you at a local hotel for this
coming weekend. I will be calling you later today with the name of the hotel.
For this weekend test, you will come dressed like the fuckpig that you are, full
slut makeup, a slut length skirt that is no more than 15 inches long, no holder
for those milkbags and a silk button up shirt with only the bottom 3 buttons
buttoned, no cover for that cunt, thigh high hose and those 6-inch heels that
you have been practicing with at home. While you are here for testing and
additional training you will wear your leather-training collar with its dog tag.
Bring your slut equipment with you. you are to bring ALL of your slut equipment
including your pisswhore's toilet and shithole cleaner. I also want you to print
out 2 copies of every picture in your profile and autograph each one with this
signature 'slut in training -- wetcunt'. you will be distributing these pictures
during your weekend of testing and training. Besides printing out copies of your
pictures cunt, you are to print two signs that will hang over your slut
equipment, which you will set out on the tables and dressers in the hotel room.
Each sign will say, "Used for this slut's training". you are to be checked in by
3:30. Call after you have checked into the hotel and have your slut equipment
all laid out and properly identified.

"you may bring one set of clothes that you would normally wear around town, and
one additional set of slut clothes for any trips W/we may make. In the hotel
room you will wear nothing but your training collar and the slut shoes. When you
check-in, you are to tell them that you are checking in and that your Master
made the reservation and give them My name. Also you are to get two sets of keys
and when you ask for two keys you are to say that one of them is for your
Master. I will check to make sure that you told them that I am your Master. you
will NOT like the results if I find that you are ashamed of being My slut, My
slave and don't properly acknowledge Me as your Master. Make Me proud cunt."

wetcunt quickly went over in her mind what she had to accomplish to be able to
go away for the weekend. Once she had figured out how to get everything done,
her mind started to race thinking about physically serving her Master for the
first time. Back and forth she bounced between hoping that she could please Him
and wondering if she would be able to do that which He had and would ask her to
do. her thoughts went from wondering what Master would think of her, to what the
hotel staff would think of her slut equipment and pictures. When wetcunt's
Master called later that day with the name of the hotel that she would be
staying at while being tested and trained, she could scarcely believe her ears.
To be going to a hotel of that style and class dressed like a complete and utter
slut, leaving her slut equipment out so that the hotel staff would see it when
they cleaned the room, made wetcunt's knees shake just from thinking about it.
All night long, wetcunt's mind raced as she tossed and turned thinking what lie
ahead for her.

After finishing work at noon on Friday, wetcunt quickly went home to get ready.
wetcunt prepared each of her holes for her Master if He wished to use them,
cleaning her shithole, closely and carefully shaving her cunt, prior to putting
on proper slut makeup. After putting on very dark eye makeup and bright red
lipstick, wetcunt went to get dressed in the clothes that she had picked out
last night, a bright red semi-sheer silk blouse, a 15-inch black leather skirt,
black thigh high hose and 6-inch black heels. As she bent over to pick up her
bag of toys and her pisswhore's toilet, wetcunt felt the skirt rise high up on
her ass exposing her dripping wet cunt and shithole. wetcunt's computer beeped
indicating she had an email just as she was getting ready to leave. "One more
thing cunt, I want that bare ass and cunt on the seat as you drive over to the
hotel, and make sure you flash the bellhop a smile when you get out of the car."

As wetcunt imagined driving up to the hotel with her skirt up around her waist
so that her bare ass and cunt were on the seat, she groaned as her face burned.
Groaning in shame that she was so aroused with the thought of a total stranger
helping her out of her car, seeing her bare ass and cunt as she stood up.
Feeling her cuntsnot start dripping down to her thighs, wetcunt quickly picked
her bag and toilet up and headed out of the door. Putting her toilet in the
trunk, wetcunt placed her bag on the back seat of her car, lifted her skirt and
settled her bare ass and cunt on the seat. Just as she was about to start the
car, her cell phone rang. "Hello," she answered. "cunt, take the 8-in dildo that
you are to be constantly carrying and stuff that slophole with it. I want the
bellhop to see what a huge slut I have. Make sure those legs are spread as far
as possible and still drive safely. That dildo is to stay in that cunt until I
take it out when I get there. you are NOT allowed to slop, cunt. I WILL be able
to tell if you do. Enjoy the ride, see you soon cunt."

wetcunt took the dildo that she always carried out of her purse and stuffed it
in her cunt, biting her lip fighting the urge to hump the post in her cunt.
Spreading her legs wide, her skirt up around her waist, wetcunt slowly backed
the car out, making herself pay attention to the road as she drove rather than
the ache in her cunt. As she pulled in front of the hotel, wetcunt was shaking
from the picture she would make to the bellhop. The bellhop had come around to
her side of the car and was opening the door almost before she had shut off the
engine. wetcunt heard his gasp as his eyes fell to her naked, stuffed cunt.
Forcing herself to lift her eyes to meet his, wetcunt quickly smiled at the
bellhop and stepped out of the car, her skirt falling down, covering her ass and
cunt. "We have valet parking if you wish miss." Immediately wetcunt thought of
how she was going to be able to get her pisswhore's toilet into her room without
anyone seeing it. Stuttering wetcunt replied, "No, Thank you. i'll park it in a
minute." With that wetcunt walked into the huge hotel lobby, feeling the
bellhop's eyes on her ass.

As wetcunt walked through the lobby and up to the counter, she felt like she had
a neon sign over her head shouting to the world that she was a slut. The sound
of her 6-inch heels clicking on the marble floor, the swish of her leather
skirt, the jangle of her dog tag all proclaiming, "here walks a slut." wetcunt
could feel her heart pounding as she got to the counter, knowing what she was
going to have to say. When the receptionist asked if he could help her, wetcunt
opened her mouth twice before she was actually able to speak. she could feel his
eyes staring at her hard nipples, taking in the name on the dog tag on her
collar. "mmmmy Master has made a reservation under His name," wetcunt finally
got out. As wetcunt gave the receptionist her Master's name, a knowing look
crossed the receptionist's face causing wetcunt to wonder if he was a fellow
Dom. "ah, so you must be your Master's slut. Is that correct?" "Yes, Sir,"
wetcunt replied, her face beet red, wondering who else could hear this
conversation. "W/we will need two keys please, one for me and one for my
Master." As the receptionist handed wetcunt the keys, he announced "Room 1269,
tell your Master that I hope He enjoys His stay as well." "Yes Sir, i will.
Thank You Sir," wetcunt replied as she headed out the door.

As wetcunt returned to her car, the bellhop came around to open her door for her
once again, wetcunt groaned internally debating whether she could or would lift
her skirt once more so that her bare ass and cunt her on the seat. Standing
there for what seemed like an eternity, wetcunt hurriedly lifted her skirt and
sat back down, again showing the bellhop what a huge slut she was. His eyes
fixed on the 8-inch black dildo stuffed in her cunt as he slowly closed the door
for her, saying "I hope you enjoy your stay with us. Pull straight ahead and
then left to get to the parking deck." Raising her eyes once more, wetcunt
smiled and thanked the bellhop before driving into the parking deck. After she
pulled into the closest space that she could find next to the elevator, wetcunt
looked around to see who else was there. When she saw that the coast was clear,
she got out of the car, lowering her skirt and quickly retrieved her bag from
the back seat. As she bent over to get her bag, wetcunt could feel the cold air
blowing across her dripping stuffed cunt. Looking around once more, wetcunt
opened the truck and pulled out the bag holding her pisswhore toilet and then
quickly walked to the elevator. Over and over in her mind all she could think
was, "i hope no one else gets in the elevator, i hope no one else gets in the
elevator." Carrying her piss toilet into a hotel such as this seemed more
humiliating than anything else that she had had to do so far. It was one thing
to have people know she was a slut, it felt for worse to have them know that she
was a slut that craved to be covered in piss.

wetcunt breathed a sigh of relief when the elevator door opened and there was no
one in there. Pushing the button for the 12th floor, wetcunt thought, "if only
no one stops the elevator." As it started to rise, wetcunt held her breath, a
groan escaping when the elevator stopped at the first floor lobby. Moving the
plastic bag that held her piss toilet behind her bag of slut clothes and toys,
wetcunt watched as the receptionist walked on to the elevator. When the door
closed, the receptionist turned to wetcunt and asked, "What are you hiding back
there slut? What are you ashamed for people to see? Show Me what you're hiding
slut?" wetcunt's mind raced, "Can i safeword, will He listen?" As if the
receptionist could see the thoughts racing through her head, he quietly said,
"Relax slut. you are safe. Make your Master proud, show Me the bag." With those
words, wetcunt found the strength to pull the plastic bag out from behind her
luggage and held it out to the receptionist. "Well done, slut. Tell your Master
that He has trained His slut well."

The elevator chimed when they reached the 12th floor, and wetcunt stepped out.
Walking quickly down the hall, she arrived at 1269 and opened the door. A huge
room opened before her. Walking to the windows, wetcunt looked down over the
near-by buildings. After a few minutes, standing, watching people walking on the
sidewalk below, wetcunt turned to set out her slut equipment. Quickly stripping
her down to her collar and shoes, wetcunt hung up her clothes, and started
pulling toy after toy out of her bag, covering the top of the dresser, the table
next to the chairs, and the top of the bedside table before finally emptying her
bag. Reaching into the side pocket, wetcunt pulled out the pictures that she had
printed out the night before and autographed and the signs for over the table
and the dresser. After placing the pictures in a stack on the other bedside
table, wetcunt posted the signs and placed her piss toilet on the floor in the
bathroom. her toilet and shithole cleaner hung in place in the bathroom, her
slut equipment was lined up ready for her Master's inspection, her autographed
pictures waiting for distribution, wetcunt went through the list in her mind,
making sure that she hadn't forgotten any of her Master's instructions.

After looking around the room once more to make sure everything was in place,
wetcunt called her Master. "Everything is as You commanded Master." "I will see
if that is the case when I arrive shortly. Prior to My arrival you are to plug
that shithole. I want both your cunt and shithole plugged when I get there.
After you have done that, go and reopen the curtains that I'm sure you closed
once you stripped. I want the curtains wide open. So anyone in a nearby office
building can watch My slut if they want. Then take a pillow from the bed and
place it by the door. Kneel down on the pillow with your head to the floor and
your legs spread wide, and wait for My knock on the door. Once I knock, you are
to crawl over to the door and kneel so that I can see My naked slut when she
opens the door for her Master for the first time. I will see you shortly."

After lubing the medium-sized shithole plug and struggling to get it in place
with the 8-inch dildo in her cunt, wetcunt walked gingerly over to the window
and spread the curtains wide, seeing for the first time the office buildings not
that far away. Taking a pillow from the bed, wetcunt knelt down with her face to
the floor waiting for her Master, her stuffed shithole and cunt pointed toward
the open window. As she settled down to wait she thought "the test has already
begun."



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