Amy, No.1: Of butt plugs and vibrators.
Introduction:
Amy came to me only about two weeks ago. She lives and works in London, England; you may detect her accent in the following accounts. She asked me to control part of her life, primarily her sex life, for fun and enrichment. I accepted when she agreed to my simple "rules of engagement:" Everything must be voluntary, she must aid me in understanding her and designing assignments to challenge and expand her limits, and she must grant me permission to use her reports in any way I wish – primarily to share with others and to post them publicly, such as here on Literotica.
I started Amy off easy to get a feel for her abilities and daring. What follows are her reports of the first two assignments, in two parts, carried out almost back to back. From her performance I learned that I could push her much faster and harder, and I think that will show in her next posted reports.
I hope you enjoy this 22 year old woman, a true slut-in-training. Your comments and votes are welcome and encouraged. And I would love it if you send me your thoughts and ideas.
Susan James (aka Sassy Susan)
PART ONE – The butt plug, purchase and burial
Report for Mistress Susan
I'm afraid I didn't have time to masturbate and piss on myself before going to work, as I was in a rush yesterday. I am sorry mistress; I will attend to that business shortly. But I was able to carry out the other tasks you set for me:
1. wear no knickers and a short skirt
2. buy a butt plug and ask the assistant what size I should use
3. put the butt plug in my ass for the rest of the day
4. tell a man on the street "I'm not wearing any knickers and have a butt plug up my arse."
5. brush my breasts against five men
So I woke up at 7am like normal, and put on a short black skirt about an inch above my knees and a floral blouse. As it was hot I decided not to wear any stockings. I wore normal black pumps, and even though I had done it yesterday, I still felt very aware that I wasn't wearing any knickers. It was a hot day so even as I walked to work I could feel my thighs getting sweaty. As I sat down on the train I had to make sure that my legs weren't crossed otherwise people sitting opposite me could see up my short skirt. As I got into work I was getting horny again on the fact that i knew that I was knickerless and open for anyone.
Once or twice during the day I felt the air conditioning blowing up my skirt and it terrorized my lips, so that they were engorged and puffy. I felt really horny and could have done with a 9 inch cock up there. As lunchtime came, I made my way over to Ann Summers, the adult toy store. It's about a 5-10 minute walk, and once I got there I strolled in, and looked around the shop. I saw loads of stuff that made me go weak at the knees, but I focused on the dildos and butt-plugs. An assistant came over to me and asked if I wanted any help. I told her that I wanted a butt plug, and she asked what kind and size I wanted.
I said, "My mistress said I need to wear one, and I've never worn one before, so I'm not too sure'
She smiled and said that if I was a butt plug virgin I should take this small one about 3 inches long and about 3 inches in circumference. It was black and looked massive!! But I decided to buy that one and a bigger one which was about 5 inches long and 4 inches in circumference). I also brought some lube as I've heard that it would be agony if I didn't lube it up enough.
I thanked the assistant, paid, and made my way back to the office. I was so horny I wasn't hungry at all. As soon as I got back to the office, I went to the Disabled toilet, and took off my skirt. So I was standing there in just my blouse. I first wiped my arse and my dripping pussy, then I took the 'monster' out of it packaging. Just looking at it, I knew that it would be painful. I looked in the mirror and imagined what I must look like, such a slag! I breathed in until I thought I was relaxed and ready. I then put a generous amount of lube on it and I began to push it in. It hurt so bad that I needed to pull it out and take a breath. I imagined YOU being the one who pulled it out, relieving my discomfort, and then spanking my butt-cheeks red with your hand for not being able to handle it the first time. Even though I don't know what you look like I imagined you standing over me telling me to get it in.
Then I tried it again and worked it in (oh GOD!) and out slowly, teasingly. In, again (but not all the way....oh CHRIST THAT'S BIG!) and slowly out, spreading the lube around evenly. Once again, sliding it in as my knees grew weak....thank GOD I was squatting down! Out again as my anus became used to the stretch.
This continued until finally I was able to insert the damn thing all the way in, and my anus contracted (as much as possible anyway) around the neck of the plug that was smaller than the widest part. I wish you'd been there to see me squirm, mewl, cry and howl at feeling this intruder keeping my anus open against it's will...I was thrashing about, wanting only the pressure to be relieved, but knowing that this would please my mistress.
After I had got it in, it still hurt, and I had to walk slowly back to my desk, where I was scared to sit down as I thought the pain would be worse. And it was! I had to sit for ages, and I couldn't get a good spot as anywhere I moved, the butt plug would press down and remind me that it was there. It was a weird feeling, one of great discomfort, and I was glad when the end of the day came and I was able to walk around instead of sitting down.