MC

As I read his message, a tremor of anticipation rolled through me. Did he know just how important it was for my public persona to be that of a dignified, upstanding woman in the community? That I was just thinking about that before I read his email? He couldn’t have. He must be operating from the position that horny women who would agree to be submissive to a total stranger online would be the types who would be turned on by having a dirty little secret. I mean, that was the premise to the whole situation, right?

It didn’t mean he knew me.

I did as he asked, binding my breasts with the tape. It took more tape than I expected, and since I was worried about getting enough support for my D cup breasts, I may have overdone it. The result was a stiff, uncomfortable mass of tape that made one of my boobs start to ache before I even left for the store.

I threw on some clothes and drove to the big-box store in my neighborhood, finger-fucking myself all the way. The discomfort from the tape bra distracted me from finding much pleasure in the self-stimulation, but I followed directions, only ceasing when I stopped at the one stop sign between my house and the store.

Once I started finding items on the list, I mumbled, “Thank you, sir” each time I tossed an item into my cart, and to my surprise, it aroused me. While I perused the store, looking for things, my breasts ached even more. I was tempted to go to the restroom and rip off the tape, but I didn’t dare. After a while, the pain subsided, but soon it started to hurt again. I couldn’t wait to get home and remove that blasted tape bra!

As I crossed things off my list, I tried to figure out what MC would use them for. The elastic bands could be used to snap against my skin to cause pain. I wasn’t sure which kind he meant, so I got both the kind for tying one’s hair back and the rubber band kind. The spatula had to be for slapping. They didn’t have the plastic kind of jump ropes he requested, but I got two of them made from actual rope. If that wouldn’t work I’d have to find plastic ones somewhere else. I guessed those would be for tying me up. Just thinking about being bound made my heart race faster.

The blocks and the plunger? I had no idea. But the twine might be used for bondage, though it was kinda small. Maybe bondage for a Barbie doll… The wristbands, perhaps you tied them together with the twine somehow? I was scared the clothespins would be clipped to sensitive spots, like nipples, and the candles must be for dripping wax. They only had 8” candles in the whole store, so I got them. He said 9” ones, and I had no idea how much of a stickler he would be. I could envision myself returning them and having to visit sixteen stores trying to find 9” ones, or suffer the wrath of Sir. And even though I didn’t really know what that might entail at this point, I was pretty sure it would be undesirable.

On the way home, fucking myself was a turn on, and before I came back into the house I licked my juices from my fingers, feeling incredibly wanton. As soon as I brought my purchases in from the car, I removed my shirt and tore off the tape. It stung slightly, and left a tingly, tender-type feeling on my breasts for about ten minutes, and I was never so happy to put on a regular bra in my life.

I emailed MC my reactions, my guesses as to their uses, and told him that I found everything on the list except the blocks. I would have to go to another store to find those. At the end of the message, I added the following:

I wondered about your warning. Of course I would do this task. You needn’t question that. I am enjoying training, and I wouldn’t tell you I’ve done something if I didn’t.

Honesty is important in this process, on both sides. I think I behaved like a good girl. Now I’m really looking forward to making myself come.

Thank you, sir.

~Sophie

Sophie,

This shopping trip was a very good experience for you, and you performed well. Do you now have a better understanding of where we can go with your training?

You do need the blocks, and you will let me know when you have them.

For the most part you have a good idea of what the items will be used for, and the others will remain a mystery until we need to use them in a phone session.

I hope you made that cunt come hard today… you were a good girl so you earned it.

Here’s how a phone session will work. We will set up a time and date. I will supply you a set of instructions hours before we meet, and you will have everything in place, set to go, and be dressed as per my instructions. There will be no personal conversation about how we are, or the weather, etc. I will take you immediately into the session provided you are completely ready. If you’re not ready, the first part of the session will be all about punishment. Understood?

The best way to set this up will be using Skype without the video feature. That way you keep your privacy, there are no long-distance charges, and you have both hands free to do what is instructed.

You will need to set up a Skype account, which is free of charge. My Skype is MasterC. Let me know when you are set up with Skype and what your username is. We will set up a session for Wednesday or Thursday around midnight CDT.

Be a good li’l girl and look for your next task soon.

MC

My pussy creamed. A phone session. That meant I would hear his voice. What would it be like? Harsh? Deep? For sure. Sexy? Definitely. At least in my mind it was. I stripped down and floated into the shower. Thank God for handheld showerheads…

CHAPTER TEN

I waited until the next day to open my video task. My shopping trip the day before had only whetted my appetite, and I wanted nothing more than to do something naughty for MC. He mentioned the video task during my last week of school, but I had been too busy to do it. He asked me when it would be completed no less than three times, so I knew he was eager to hear all about it. After drawing the blinds, I set my laptop on my bed and read my assignment. I had yet to open it because the subject line read:

DO NOT OPEN UNTIL DAY YOU WILL COMPLETE TASK

You will watch all these videos, and before each one there will be a set of instructions for you to follow. Be sure to have a toy and something to hum that sweet clit as well as a butt plug. You will also need to wear an elastic band around each wrist. And no coming while you watch!

You will need about an hour to play.

I gathered the small lipstick-sized vibrator, butt plug, and flesh-colored rubber dildo that all arrived on my doorstep last night in a plain brown box. If I’d had to go into a store to pick those things out, I think I might have died.

1.) We need that cunt soaking wet to start your play, so you will follow each and every move the slut makes with her fingers in the video. She will show you exactly how to play as you mirror her with your fingers buried in your fuckhole. You will NOT come when she does.

I clicked on the link for the first video and watched as a naked girl with straight, dark hair played with her pussy with her fingers. First she toyed with her clit then slid her fingers inside her opening. She started with one then inserted the second one. I copied her movements. At first it was a bit of a yawn, but then my body came alive. As the girl traced up and down the length of her labia, so did I. My breathing grew shallower and my pussy began to drip. A burst of happiness exploded inside me as I realized that I was becoming as wet as MC wanted me to be. I continued to follow the girl’s movements, but I winced and tried to hold off my orgasm. It was especially hard to do what she did and not come, especially when she climaxed. But I managed it, mostly from using a lighter touch and by trying to think of other things like my grocery list. That might have been cheating, but I figured unless MC expressly forbid it, I could get away with it. He might be controlling my body, but I still controlled my mind.