Being a collared slave means that my Master knows everything about me ...
Girl hates going to the dentist and gets herself all worked up prior to walking into the door. This short story is about Sir's slave and a dental appointment to have a molar prepared for a new crown. As we all know, dental work means several needles, chalkboard-screeching noise from the drills, and discomfort -- many times leading to pain (or at least in this girl's head). Yes, she has an extreme dental phobia ... nightmare causing, tear creating, life-time phobia.
Master is aware of the fear and on a prior dental trip, He had ordered her to be prepared to take deep breaths and think dirty, BDSM sexual thoughts as she waited for the dentist to begin a procedure. He suggested the mental exercise of a night-time training session with Sir where she found great sexual pain, mixed with extreme pleasure. Following His orders, Sir's slave pictured Him taking her into her first sub-space (her virgin voyage) ... where Master made her crawl naked to a full-length mirror, pin her breasts with wooden clothes pins and use a birch rod to mark Master's breasts and ass cheeks. He had her beat them until they were like a candy cane, dark red stripes and glowing. Those thoughts/images calmed her and allowed her to get though the appointment in a better state of mind than her past experiences. He called it a "self-mind-fuck".
Last Friday, she had another appointment scheduled. She reminded her Master the evening before. He told her it would be another opportunity for her to get in some practice of mind-fucking herself. He suggested she conjure up one of the first anal sessions that Sir instructed girl in. Something He was sure would take her mind off the dentist and get her body more willing and able to allow "probes" to enter ... Following His orders, Sir's slave pictured Master preparing His property for an onslaught of anal violation. She imagined Him binding her arms behind her back, bending His slut over and impaling that exposed, puckered hole.
Sir believes in taking no prisoners! He rocked and fucked his slave's waiting hole. There was no "calling Uncle" ... that ass was His and He was going to train it! And, girl hasn't forgotten that first ass-fuck yet!
Once Sir had put that idea into girl's head, she thought about it in bed the night before and felt like it was worth another try. The first time helped her get though the terror and maybe ... just maybe, it would help get her through the upcoming 2.5 hour appointment. She started thinking about her anticipation of fear and needed to take herself to calm, erotic dental thoughts.
Arriving at the dentist the next morning, girl texted Master to let Him know she was there. Her dentist was running late and girl was trying not to stress about the delay. As usual, Sir comes right back with some humor telling her to get her mind to one of their sessions ("...ass training by Sir"), and states that girl's dentist will be amazed with her near-cumming while visualizing her joyous discovery when she became Sir's ass-slut.
The little text/chat perked girl up and got her thinking about anal sex with her Master; and, smiling, girl pictured her ass up in the air at the same time her mouth was being invaded with fingers and stainless steel implements. She knew she could do it!
Girl was called by the dental assistant and took that long, scary walk back to the treatment (torture) room. Once girl was reclining in the chair and the bib was resting atop her uplifted nipple-poking breasts, she was left alone to hyperventilate for an unbelievably long (in girl's mind) time. She texted Sir to give Him her location and how she was feeling at the moment ... He calmly texted her through the process of taking deep breaths, relaxation, and told her again to capture the perfect "ass-training moment" to get through her fear-induced ordeal. Sir told her to go to that place where she felt euphoric and stay there where she could re-live a pussy-clinching experience.