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Day After Christmas
Today I woke of my own accord. It was still early and the sun was just coming over the horizon so the sky was a dark grey at the moment. I got up and quietly went to the bathroom. I was wearing a read nightshirt and I put on a robe and slippers. After completing my bodily necessities I washed up and went to the kitchen. Luckily the house was wired for wireless access. I had my laptop and set it up in the kitchen and began to start it up while I made coffee. I was finally able to access messenger and my email when the coffee had completed brewing a few cups and so I took one. I sat down to see if any notes were addressed to me on messenger. There was a couple it turned out. The first was a thank you note from Mistress for my carrying out the instructions correctly. The second said she was quite pleased with me and had written me a longer note in email. I noticed the email alert was on and so went to read my messages. There was only one but a bit long.
The message went on to first point out how pleased she was with my cumming . I got red with embarrassment at the mention of it. However with the embarrassment came the desire and my right hand fell into my lap and began rubbing the back of my hand against my crotch. My legs spread slightly to allow greater access and I increased the pressure of my rubbing. I continued to read the message. She next pointed out how she loved my voice message and that she was intoxicated with the sound of my voice. She seemed to hint that she might have cum while listening to it but it was not clear on that point although I took it as she did.
She then went on for some time about being truthful. She wrote that as my Mistress that she could not help me please her if I did not tell her the truth. In turn she would be honest with me in order to make sure this is what I wanted for otherwise it would not be fun for her. I saw the logic of this and resolved to be more forthright in my answers from now on but still maintaining some reserve as I thought of peeing.
Her message then went on to ask if I was playing with myself while reading this note. I blushed immediately and my hand stopped its motion although the pressure increased. The message continued that if I was I could cum right now and if not then I must until later. I immediately was filled with happiness and pushed even harder against my crotch. My left hand reached down and pulled up my nightshirt showing my bare and nicely trimmed pussy. Two of my right hands fingers immediately found there way inside. I watched as they operated of their own volition and pushed in and out of me. My legs opened wider and whispered “Her bitch.” My hips began to buck forward and back while my left hand rubbed my breasts over the nightshirt. I started to softly moan and my back arched forward. My fingers buried themselves deeper inside catching a hold of my clit. I held it between my fingers and squeezed. My muscles tightened in response and I began to cum. Holding and squeezing my clit prolonged the pleasure coursing through my being. As the intensity of the feelings subsided I continued to hold my clit as I did not want to let go.
She went on to write that as if I had just cum then I should wear the skirt and top with white thigh highs, padded bra and no panties with two inch heels. She wanted me to look like a proper slut since that is what I was if I just kept wanting to cum. Otherwise I was to wear the dress pants outfit. I resigned myself to the skirt and blouse thinking of being a slut underneath. As I thought of this my fingers continued to stroke my clit and a puddle was now visible on the seat of the chair.
She finished that I would some tasks to complete today. One was to find two medium wide rubber bands, and hopefully more than the two as spares will be needed. The other was to identify any sex toys I might have including any clamping devices like a clothespin. I would have to continue to describe my activities as before and today I was to use the spanking brush as a dildo when I came.
I thought of the brush entering me and it made me shiver. I got up and found some appropriate rubber bands and put them down beside the computer. My thoughts wandered to think of all the items that would be considered sex toys by her definition. Definitely clothespins and the one dildo I had. The latter was a latex one from a few years ago after being married for a couple of years. My husband had bought it as a gag and I had kept it. I had only used it a couple of times in the beginning and had since forgotten it. I started to write my reply message. I wrote down the items I had thought of. I followed that with a description of my shower yesterday and my episode this morning and so I would be wearing the skirt outfit. I wrote how my body was overcome with so much pleasure yesterday during my shower. I explained that when I came I wanted Mistress to fuck me with one of those strap on dildos. I noted I had only seen pictures of them and that this was just how my fantasy yesterday came to an end. I then wrote that today was extremely nice also and how I loved to hold my clit now and stroke it. I finished with clothes choices that were similar to todays for tomorrow.
As I was getting ready to take the computer offline her icon turned yellow. She immediately said good morning to me and pointed out she had only a limited amount of time. I responded with a good morning and said I was just getting ready to turn the computer off myself. I thanked her for her messages and notes. She said she would read them later when she would have time and not rush pointing out how she loved them so far. I grew faint with the praise. She then asked if I had gotten the two rubber bands like I was asked. I said I had them with me now. She said that was good and for me to take off my nightshirt. I did as she requested. She then asked me to take one band and to get my nipple hard by rubbing it. I did so and very quickly it seemed to have fully grown. She then told me to put the band around it and loop it until it not fall off. I did so and she wanted to know how it felt. I told her it was comfortable so she told me to loop it until it was uncomfortable. This took two more loops. It was uncomfortable but bearable. She then had me do the same with my other nipple. My breasts were so small but of a nice shape and I yearned for Mistress K to feel them at that moment hoping she would like them. She then asked if they might fall off and I thought about it for a moment and said I did not know. She had me do one more loop. Now they were tight and I could feel them put pressure on the base of my nipple. It hurt some in getting used to the feeling. She told me to wear them as long as I could and when I wanted to cum I could but only while pulling them off at the same time. As a starter I was allowed to cum right then but would have to leave the bands on. She then said goodbye and disappeared. I sat there a moment feeling the bands hold on to my nipples. I was naked in the chair and I leaned back and spread my legs pulling my feet up to the corners of the seat. I spread them wide and put my right hand over my slit. My fingers extended and dove into my hole between the folds of skin. My left hand felt around the bands and rubbed the tips of my nipples. I could feel the blood swelling inside. My fingers were buried in my cunt three at a time. They were ramming in and out and I wanted to cum for her and I did. My pelvis kept humping my fingers trying to suck them inside. I could see the wetness all over them as I looked down. I continued to stroke my pussy with them and I felt like cumming again. I got hotter as I watched my fingers fill me. My body behaved like a slut's would by yearning for visible release. I came again and loudly gasped.
My fingers were all wet as was the seat of the chair and all around my slit. In fact I was sitting now in a puddle of my juices and wetness. Luckily for me these were leather chairs so there would be no lingering odor. What a slut I was now and it was just so wonderful a feeling. I quickly put on my nightshirt being careful not to rub my nipples as they were now getting a bit sore. I washed off my hands and then put away the computer for now.
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