CHAPTER 6:
The clinic door was slightly open, and I entered.
I heard a woman's voice from the large room, saying, “Come over here, Monica!”
She was comfortably settled in the recliner. The Master was not present. Her name was Lydia, and I recognized her immediately.
She was the woman in jeans who had caused my humiliation the previous week, the one who recorded the footage of me urinating. This time, she was not wearing cuffed jeans.
Dressed entirely in black, she sported a striking leather dress and sophisticated high heels.
After introducing herself, Lydia invited me to sit on the couch and explained her presence.
She inquired, “Are you familiar with the details on the checklist?"
My legs instinctively spread, revealing my shaved pussy.
I had been thoroughly conditioned to respond by spreading my legs robotically when posed with a question. I replied, “Yes ma'am, I am aware; several items have already been marked as completed.”
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Lydia said, “I will now find a dildo that goes effortlessly inside your pussy, and one for your butt. I then work my way up to the appointed size.”
I inquired, “My butt?”
She explained, "Today we eliminate two more items from the list: one is machine fucking, and one is ass fucking. Have you ever experienced anal sex, Monica?”
“I have not.” I answered.
“Anal sex is a wonderful thing, provided it's prepared properly. I will ensure you are fully prepared before being ass-fucked by Lux.”
Lydia put a finger in my ass and said, “According to a study, 36% of all females are performing anal sex. Anal sex is more common than sex by a machine.”
When she slid a small dildo into my wet pussy, she stated, “Adequate.”
My ass was next. She used some lube. She lubricated the internal components of my ass and the small dildo.
She said, “I will insert the ass dildo while your pussy dildo is still in place. The purpose of this exercise is to evaluate your anal stimulation.”
Lydia demonstrated a high level of proficiency in the subject matter. She indicated that all the knowledge she possesses was acquired during her time at her dungeon. She spent a full ten minutes absorbed in trying out different sized dildos in my ass and pussy, until designated pussy dildo would fit without issues, yet the ass dildo would not fit. She removed the pussy dildo and tried the ass dildo alone. No success. She then said, “Relax, Monica!”
She retrieved a small vibrating stick from within the case. It had the look and feel of an electric toothbrush.
She then vibrated my clit while putting pressure on the anal dildo. The anal dildo went right in.
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Lydia said, “Monica, relax!” But it did not help.
Lux was upset and asked Lydia, “What is going on?”
Lydia said, “No problem, let me vibe her, and her ass will open.”
She lifted the vibrator and positioned it on my clit, just as she had before. My ass relaxed, and Lux was able to fuck it. He enjoyed it. My ass was particularly tight, and he was moaning after only a few minutes.
He ordered, “Monica, when I say ‘NOW,’ I want you to get off the table, get on your knees in front of me, open your mouth, and stick out your tongue!”
I said, “Yes, Master.”
When he screamed “NOW,” I left the table, dropped to my knees in front of him, opened my mouth, and stuck my tongue out.
A big load of sperm sprayed right on my tongue, some into my mouth, and a few drops on my chin. I was very satisfied with the exceptional work I produced. I swallowed the load and stayed in position.
The master screamed, “Monica! What are you doing?”
His reaction confused me and nearly caused an anxiety attack. All preparations were completed to a high standard. I even had the nipple clamps installed.
I became aware that my legs remained closed as I assumed a kneeling position. How could I miss that!
I opened my legs and said, “Master, I made a mistake; I did not spread my legs while receiving your sperm. My behavior needs consequence-based retraining.”
He expressed satisfaction with the answer and appended, “Monica, what else did you do wrong?”
Nothing came to mind. Was it because Lydia vibrated my clit?
He clarified, “Who gave you permission to swallow my sperm?”
I assumed that swallowing his cum would be a satisfactory gesture. I answered, “No one; I made a mistake. Additional corrective measures are necessary.”