3 comments/ 21140 views/ 1 favorites A Long Day Ch. 01 By: Swayn She awoke to the twin sensations of a hand on her throat and a hand on her pussy. As she opened her eyes, he spoke their private word, the word that required her to submit. Not yet fully awake, she started to question. Before she had spoken more than a confused "Whuh?", before she had even fully formed the words in her mind, she felt the hand at her throat tighten in warning. She snapped awake. This was new. They had never started a day "in-scene" before. As the full realization finally hit, her mind filled with conflicting thoughts and emotions. It was a shock. She was curious, and a bit frustrated at having no time to prepare herself. She was a little scared too. This was utterly new territory, and she had no idea what to expect. Most of all, she was instantly wet with anticipation. He held her this way for a minute or so, letting her adjust to the situation while working his fingers gently in and out of her, and occasionally teasing her clit. When he was sure she was fully awake, he commanded her to get out of bed and kneel. She immediately did as she was told, kneeling with her hands behind her back, facing him. Anxious to please, she tilted her head back and presented him her open mouth. "No," he told her, "I have different plans for you today." Again confused and unsure, she sneaked a glance at the clock. It was only ten minutes earlier than her normal wake-up time, and today was a work-day. There wasn't any time! Without thinking, she started to tell him that there was no time for this, that she had to get ready, but mid-sentence, he slapped her across her left cheek. It wasn't a hard slap, but the shock of it stopped her dead, and reminded her of the rules. She spoke the lesser of her two safe-words. He took a half-step back. "You're worried, my love?" "Yes! I have to be at work, and I can't be late. You know what they're like!" He put up his hand. "Do you trust me?" "Of course I do, but there's no time!" "Then TRUST me!" She paused for a moment, realizing he was right, then immediately put her hands back behind her, and tilted her head slightly downward in submission. He produced a toy. It was a vibrator with two large, elongated eggs, both connected to the same remote control. "Hold these in your mouth," he told her. Her eyes widened slightly as she took them from him. They seemed too large for this. She put one in her mouth, and was able to close her lips around it comfortably. Then she started on the second. As it slid in, she had to open her jaw uncomfortably to accommodate it, as the thickest parts of the two eggs aligned across her mouth. They filled her mouth almost completely, but she was just able to close her lips around them. "Good girl, now get on your hands and knees." She obeyed, holding her face down near the floor and presenting him with her ass, knees spread enough that she was completely exposed to him. She felt the sharp crack of his hand on her ass, and gasped. He started slowly, making sure to punish both cheeks equally. With each slap, the force grew, and the heat of it spread quickly to her pussy, now dripping with her excitement. After a minute or so, he stopped and reached for something. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw it was a flogger, and moaned. He told her, "You keep those eggs in your mouth, now, or you'll be in for some REAL punishment!" The first thud of the flogger against her ass was almost more than she could take. She squealed around the eggs, but just managed to hold them in. Then her torment began. The first few strokes were against her already pink and tender ass cheeks, but then he spread out, including her lower back and her sensitive upper thighs. With each impact, she wanted to cry out, but her full mouth would only let her squeal and whimper. She'd been beaten like this before, but even gagged she'd never had to try to keep her mouth closed while it was happening! After several minutes, he stopped, and dragged his fingernails lightly down her lower back, over her ass, and down her thighs. The sensation was so intense that she let out a full-throated moan. As she moaned, one of the eggs slipped out of her mouth. She immediately realized what had happened, and gasped. He saw the egg on the floor, and said, "Well! It looks as though you need some remedial training!" He held her by the jaw, and pushed the egg back into her mouth. "Count down from ten." He realigned himself next to her, and whirled the flogger through the air a couple of times, close enough that she could feel the breeze of its passage against the raw skin of her buttocks and thighs. She quivered, not knowing what was coming, but knowing that she wanted it more than anything. She didn't care about being late, or about what her punishment was going to be, she only cared about pleasing him, and showing him that she would learn whatever lessons he cared to teach her. A Long Day Ch. 02 When it came, it was unexpected. He had waited long enough that her attention had drifted to her own internal thoughts. The flogger came down centered across her thighs, so that the falls not only struck her ass and thighs, but also her exposed and vulnerable asshole and pussy. The sound instantly brought her attention back to the moment, and the pain made her scream through lips desperately pursed to prevent the eggs from falling out. At the last second, she remembered that she needed to count. She knew that she would be given no credit for punishments unless she actually counted them. It came out barely recognizable, given what she held in her mouth, but she managed a weak "Ten"... They came slowly and steadily. "Nine"... The pain was powerful, but the struggle to keep the eggs in her mouth while she screamed and counted was the real torture. "Eight"... "Seven"... "Six"... She began to doubt she would make it. She would drop the eggs, and disappoint him! Tears welled up in her eves. "Five"... "Four"... She was panting around them now, ready to collapse. "Three"... "Two"... "One"... And it was over! She began to sob, exhausted and not knowing what would come next. He spoke: "Good girl! I think you've learned your lesson. Rest a moment." She rocked back and forth on her knees, working out the tension there, letting the heat of her punishment run through her. He knelt beside her, and said, "Give them to me." She opened her tired, cramping lips, and let the eggs slide out into his hand. Her pussy was so wet now that the juices were running down her thighs. She desperately needed to come, but she knew better than to ask. Once he had the eggs, he moved around behind her. Immediately, he pressed one against the opening of her anus. She let out another surprised squeal. The egg was so wet with the thick spit from her throat that it needed no further lubrication. With little effort, he slid it into her. As the thickest part passed the opening there was a moment of pain, and she cried out, but almost as soon as it began, it was over. It slid the rest of the way in on its own, and she was left with only a warm throbbing, and a feeling of fullness. He slid the other egg into her pussy, and told her, "Whatever you do, you may not drop these eggs." Then he turned them on. She shuddered from the sudden application of pleasure. After a few moments, he told her to kneel once again. She did, clenching her muscles to keep the eggs from sliding out. He slowly increased the speed of the vibrations with one hand, while gently caressing her pussy and teasing her clit with the other. As his ministrations became more intense, she began to writhe and moan. He began to alternate his caresses with small slaps to her clit, causing her to buck and almost lose the egg in her pussy. He warned her, "Hold it, now, or you'll need more remedial training!" Just when she thought she could take no more, that she would have to beg for permission to come whatever the consequences, he stopped and turned the eggs down to a low buzz. She made a frustrated grunting noise, to which he replied with another slap, this time to her right cheek. She gasped, surprised, but managed to hold in the eggs. His next words shocked her: "Time to get ready for work." She was thunderstruck. He was just going to stop? Neither of them had come yet. What was he thinking? Seeing her frustration, her told her, "This isn't over; It's just beginning! Let's head for the shower." She followed him to the bathroom, stumbling a bit from the twin agonies of her abused knees and the challenge of holding in the eggs. Along the way, he stopped twice to turn the vibration levels up and force her to stand there, shaking from both the pleasure and the effort, before turning them back down again and continuing. Once there, he ordered her to proceed through her morning routine while he watched. She immediately turned toward the toilet, but he stopped her and said, "No, not that. Not yet." While she showered, he waited outside holding the controller, occasionally turning it up when it would best distract her. This continued through hair and makeup routines, driving her mad with the need to orgasm. When she was done, he ordered her to dress, following her all the way with the controller. She was so wet now that her juices were once again dripping down her thighs. Between the need to orgasm, and the need to use the toilet, she was beginning to become frantic. He picked her panties for her, a surprisingly "unsexy" pair, and while she dressed, he began to explain: "You are going to go to work still under command. You will act normally with your co-workers, and if you should see or talk to me during the day, you will be deferential and compliant, but will not display any overt signs of submission unless so commanded." "You may not achieve orgasm except by my command, and you will wear both eggs throughout the day, hiding the controller in your clothes. These tight panties should help you with that. You may only remove the eggs to use the toilet, and you may only do so in the public restrooms at work." She nearly panicked at the last part. If he wouldn't let her use the toilet now, she would have to use the ones at work. There was no way she'd be able to hold it all day! When she was done dressing, a little dizzy and sore from the constant stimulation and already beginning to feel self-conscious that the moistness between her thighs was going to show through her slacks (she had at least been allowed to select black ones!), he turned the eggs entirely off, handed her the controller, and said, "Have a good day at work, my love!" As he kissed her on the cheek, he whispered, "That's an order." A Long Day Ch. 03 Walking to the car was a challenge. Between the soreness of her buttocks and thighs from the morning's training session and the totally full sensation from the eggs in her ass and pussy, she moved stiffly and a bit off-balance, a problem made worse by the heels he had instructed her to wear. Slowly and carefully, she slid behind the wheel of the car. As she settled into the seat, the pressure drove the eggs into her just a bit more, and the sensation simultaneously turned her on and made her feel self-conscious and a bit humiliated, as if everyone on the street could see what was going on. As she pulled away, she heard a text message arrive on her phone. At the first light she checked it. It was from him, and it read "on low until the next light". She reached for the controller and turned on the eggs. The low buzz inside her was thrilling. The pressure of the seat made it feel like all her insides were shaking. Immediately, she felt the heat begin to build in her pussy. She was wet once more, and driving away from the light, she began to worry about soaking through her slacks again. She tried to wriggle around in the seat a bit to relieve some of the pressure, which reawakened the sting in the thighs and buttocks. That reminder of the morning's training made her that much more turned on, so she stopped. It was struggle to stay focused on driving, but she managed. The next light was only a couple of minutes away, so the end was in sight. Then, she heard another text come in. As she pulled up to the light, she grabbed the phone. It read "During lights, all the way up, and play with yourself. Back down when it changes. Repeat until you reach work, but be safe!" Her head spun. As commanded, she turned the vibrations up to maximum, while sneaking her other hand past her waistband, desperate not to be detected by the people in the cars next to her. The sensations were intense, her pussy and ass throbbing and her clit now awake to her touch. She flushed, sure someone would notice, but kept going. She was going to please him, no matter what that meant! Just as she began to worry she would make herself come, the light changed. Immediately, she turned the eggs back down. As she drove away from the light, she reached between her legs. Not only had she soaked through her slacks again, but now her seat was damp. It was going to be a long commute! She continued on this way for the remaining minutes of the drive, stopping at lights three more times, each time a struggle not to be noticed and not to come. At the last light, the man to her right turned his head and looked directly at her. She froze mid groan, desperate not to be revealed to this stranger. As the cars pulled away from the light, she saw his eyes flick downward just for a moment before turning to the business of driving. Again she flushed, wondering whether he had seen her hand in her pants, and shocked to realize that it was even more of a turn on to think he had! She was so distracted now that she forgot to set the eggs back to low as she pulled away. The thought of the stranger knowing what was going on made her so hot that she kept playing with herself too. She wanted to drive up next to him and flaunt herself, to let someone see exactly how dirty and controlled she was. An uncontrollable vibration started in her thighs, a sure sign that she would come soon! As the last moment, she snapped back to reality. She released her clit and turned the eggs down again, groaning with need and a bit of panic that it might be too late. She fought to keep control, and held on until the most powerful wave had passed. So focused on her driving and her control, she almost missed the fact that she had arrived. Pulling into the parking lot, she turned off the eggs with a deep sigh of relief and frustration. For just a moment, she considered turning them back on and making herself come. The urge was almost uncontrollable, but she knew it would disappoint him. Reluctantly, she got out of the car, and headed for her office, wondering what would come next.