This is part 3! Part two is here and part one is here.If you read and enjoyed, leave a comment so Miss and I know :)
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Today was Friday, June 4th, 2021, and my third full day being micromanaged, and really, totally controlled by Miss. I couldn't believe it had only been 2 and 1/2 days so far, it really felt like I'd been wrapped around Her fingers much longer.
Last night, Miss had given me a punishment of 12 rubber band snaps on my (Her) balls, but since it was late, she told me to double it and save it for today. That was, of course, my first task upon waking.
I'd received CBT before but this particular punishment was really new to me. Until now, I'd done it a couple times for Miss, but never more than 10 snaps at once. Now I had to do 24, and I knew if I skimped on any of them, Miss might make me redo the whole thing. I'd just been using a green rubber band I found in my room. with a bit of trepidation, I placed it over my already achy and swollen balls, and let it sit there, encircling them snugly while I set my phone on my desk and pressed "record".
Starting on the right side, I pinched one end of the band and pulled it out almost to mid thigh. SNAP. When Miss watched the recording, I was sure She would be able to hear my sharp panting as it whipped back, stinging me.
"*gasp* ...one"
"Only 23 to go..." I thought to myself. I made sure to rotate the angle all around so none of the snaps landed in exactly the same place. The snaps on the bottom were particularly painful. By the time I could count "twenty-four" my voice was quavering and my balls were visibly red all over. but I'd done it! I felt confident she would be pleased with the video.
Next, edging (while plugged, of course), with the new rule Miss gave me last night: no touching the head, shaft only, one hand only. I imagined Miss standing in front of me, watching, and by the time I reached the edge, my cheeks were flushed and my hips were bucking involuntarily. The timer said 14 minutes again but this time felt a bit faster. I sent Miss the video as well as my morning audio dedication.
Now, somehow I had to find a way to focus on work after all of this 😂 I'd made sure it was a chill week before getting myself into all of this but I was still very, shall we say, preoccupied.
A little while later, Miss replied to my videos:
"you know, ball snaps are such a great way to get started in the morning. for both parties really."
"you are so right, Miss, thank you again for letting me do them"
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Then there was this:
"You've been tracking your fluids intake for two full days now, and today I think it's time for you to have a water goal. propose something to me."
I'd drank 2350 ml on day one and 1550 ml on day two. Eager to please, I quickly replied:
"Miss, I I think it should be my baseline from day one, plus my deficit from day two, so 2350 + (2350 - 1550) = 3150 ml"
Her reply came immediately:
"sounds good. Make sure to record your goal in the spreadsheet. it's ambitious so you'd better get started right away :)"
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If you Google "how much water should I drink?" the standard answer seems to be 2 liters a day. This is more than you think-- most people don't drink that much-- especially if you're working inside and not sweating. But I'd drank 2.3 liters on day one so I assumed an additional 800 ml would be easy...
I finished my first liter by 9:30 and I didn't reeeaally have to go yet. I had a meeting at 10:00 so I figured I'd end up asking Miss afterwards. When my meeting ended at 10:30, well, now I reeeaally did have to pee, and I immediately messaged Miss asking for permission. No response lol. I was glad that she was being productive and clearly didn't feel the need to drop everything and reply to my messages. But my bladder was feeling quite cramped and I was starting to fidget... it was probably a bad idea to drink any more water before getting to relieve myself, and that might mean falling behind on my water goal. so far, I had never gone to the bathroom without Miss's explicit permission. Of course, per Her rules, I could go, but I would have to do more snaps as punishment 😂 and my balls were already quite sore today.
I decided I'd try to wait. I wanted to maintain my streak of not going without permission. But still, no reply from Miss. Objectively, I knew I hadn't drank an egregious amount of water but just knowing I wasn't supposed to go without Miss's permission made me extra sensitive to it. I tried to ignore the pressure building up but I just couldn't. After 10 minutes of holding I couldn't sit still, gave in, and messaged Miss telling Her I was going to pee. afterwards, I recorded the apology and punishment video. I knew Miss would enjoy seeing another 12 snaps. And yes, they were painful lol, but I followed my protocol so it was okay. And then, I made sure to drink another liter of water before noon.
I got lucky with my next bathroom visit-- Miss approved it right away. but for the one after that, when I asked Her around 3:20 p.m, well, clearly she was in the mood to tease me again:
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"Hm.
let me think about it
just curious, do you think you'll get to cum at all this week?
like what do you think your chances are?"
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flustered, I replied:
"omg Miss ummm less than 15%?"
"interesting. what makes you say that?"
"uuhhhh Miss I don't even know what I would have to do to get to cum. I guess 15% because I assume you would have mercy on me if my desperation got really dire? but obviously that's not an ideal outcome"
"certainly not. you make some good points"
"omg Miss I really have to pee"
"Lol"
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We chatted a bit more, and then Miss had to get back to work. No mention of my bathroom predicament. I was already feeling a bit desperate but I wasn't keen on more snaps today so I had no choice but to keep holding... 40 minutes later Miss finally let me go. I recorded it in my log like this:
I finally got to pee!! omg, thank you Miss!!!
Of course, I had to get back to drinking again right away. After another couple hours, I got to go again around 5:40 p.m. Sounds silly but these bathroom visits were the highlights of my day haha, really, the things BDSM will do to you... and around this time Miss casually dropped the fact that, earlier, she hadn’t expected me to propose such an "ambitious" water goal 😂.
"you know, I really wasn't expecting you to go that high. I figured I'd need to encourage you to bump it up a bit. But clearly that wasn't necessary haha"
"omg, Miss!! :<"
Between the cum I could feel backed up inside me, my aching balls, my prostate, and my slightly sore bladder, I felt continual waves of intensity in my whole groin area. I really felt owned. It was nice to finish work for the week like that, and then relax a bit in the evening. I managed to reach my water goal!
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Miss was kind enough to give me something new for my evening protocol: I would now complete it gagged, in a ball gag (the kind with chin, neck, and head straps, where you can't just push the ball out with your tongue).
After a few minutes, I couldn't stop myself from drooling, and this was pretty apparent when I sent Her the video of me edging that night. For lack of a better word, being made to gag myself and then edge, thighs clenching, and drooling all over myself, made me feel like even more of a slut. I really was Miss's plaything. I still hadn’t seen a single picture of Her, or heard Her voice, yet she'd seen my face, on top of the perverted videos I was sending every day. I couldn't hide it, and I couldn't hide how turned on I was. With the gag added, my one-handed, shaft-only edge now took 9 minutes instead of 14.
I thanked Miss for the day, and really really meant it. I felt happy about reaching my water goal but mostly just too turned on to think much lol. Miss had me massage my achy balls for 60 seconds, which was a really nice surprise. Even though she'd only ever sent me text, and obviously we'd never met, I couldn't help missing Miss, and wishing I could sleep next to Her. Being obedient to Her felt good. Not cumming for Her felt good. And giving Her my body felt good-- the most pleasurable kind of agony.