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Anything Goes
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Three days ago I upset Her, and vowed that I would remain chaste until She gave me permission to cum again. Tonight we talked for hours about life, the universe, and everything. We laughed, we moped a little, we reaffirmed our bonds. I kept Her company because Her girlfriend left yesterday and without Her girlfriend or Her precious pet (me), She feels very lonely. She has a lot of self-doubt, for someone so brilliant and lovely.
We talked about sex some, too. She talked about how horny She was without Her lover, and how She wished She'd pilfered a vibrator from said girlfriend's apartment to use on Herself in the meantime. I revealed my curiosity about the plunger in the bathroom; how plungers are gross, but this one is like clear plastic with four ball-like knobs on the end. She said it sounded like I needed to find out how it felt, and when I offered to go fetch it, She said "not right now, don't be naughty".
Three hours later we're off the phone. She yawned, we gave wooing "I love yous" and "good nights", and She went to bed a thousand miles away from me. Now I'm sitting here in a corset, petticoat, stockings, 6 inch heels (though they are platforms), and collar with my tiny little he-clit sealed like Fort Knox and a plug in my back door. I thought we were going to have phone sex. We didn't, and She didn't give me permission.
But that's not my confession.
I'm not going to cheat, because the thing between my legs is Her property now. I'll use it when and only when, and how, She sees fit. I will be a good girl. I will make Her proud.
My confession is that I'm a 25-year-old tgirl submissive in love with a Dominant Lesbian. And Her beautiful, rich girlfriend. And as Mistress told me tonight, I'm Her favorite toy. I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet.
We talked about sex some, too. She talked about how horny She was without Her lover, and how She wished She'd pilfered a vibrator from said girlfriend's apartment to use on Herself in the meantime. I revealed my curiosity about the plunger in the bathroom; how plungers are gross, but this one is like clear plastic with four ball-like knobs on the end. She said it sounded like I needed to find out how it felt, and when I offered to go fetch it, She said "not right now, don't be naughty".
Three hours later we're off the phone. She yawned, we gave wooing "I love yous" and "good nights", and She went to bed a thousand miles away from me. Now I'm sitting here in a corset, petticoat, stockings, 6 inch heels (though they are platforms), and collar with my tiny little he-clit sealed like Fort Knox and a plug in my back door. I thought we were going to have phone sex. We didn't, and She didn't give me permission.
But that's not my confession.
I'm not going to cheat, because the thing between my legs is Her property now. I'll use it when and only when, and how, She sees fit. I will be a good girl. I will make Her proud.
My confession is that I'm a 25-year-old tgirl submissive in love with a Dominant Lesbian. And Her beautiful, rich girlfriend. And as Mistress told me tonight, I'm Her favorite toy. I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet.
