3:30pm.
3:30pm.

The number rang out to me over and over as I stumbled through unpacking, trying to distract my mind from the task that was about to take place in just 2.5 hours. Master had instructed me to stop all activities at 3:30pm and to prepare myself for Masters waiting eyes. In true fashion I became hesitant but had a desire to fulfill Masters hunger and so just before the clock reached half past the hour I found myself resting on my knees before the three toy boxes. Inside the first one I found the vibrating egg which Master had instructed would be placed inside my cunt. I then located one of the anal dilators ensuring I picked a relatively smaller size to insert inside my ass cunt. I was given freedom to pick the item to be inserted into the back entrance and I was grateful to Master for allowing me this choice. After locating the violating items I moved to the second box and rifled through the contents until I found the heavy leather wrist cuffs which would be fastened to each limb as Master shared with me that he wanted me ready to be bound. At last I moved to the final box where I shuffled through the trinkets until I had located my soft leather head harness.

I paused for a moment as I examined each item then shook my head to refocus myself and went about the task at hand. Liberally I lubed the anal dilator ensuring it was coated in the slippery goo then ever so slowly I squatted, lowering my body closer to the black device. Thankfully I have been training my ass cunt for the past two months and so the invasion was not as painful as I had thought it might. Once the length was completely inserted I retrieved the small black egg and covered it with the silky liquid as well. Due to my ass cunt being full it took a little more time to insert the egg as my cunt was already in tightening mode. This happens every now and then - once my ass cunt is full my cunt begins to seize and does not want anything to enter it. Still I persevered and within ten minutes the buzzing was felt deep within my pink walls. I only had two more steps to go before I completed Masters tasks: hood/gag myself and place the heavy shackles around my wrists. These last two steps took a little time as the cuffs were slightly challenging to tighten around my small limbs but like a trooper I managed to secure the clasps and at last I was bound.

Happy to have accomplished Masters wishes I tried to return to my duties of unpacking and re-organizing our new home. Every time I walked by the big glass doors in the kitchen though I could not help but cringe as I wondered if anyone was watching me - witnessing me in this incredibly vulnerable state. I did not allow myself to think of being spied on though rather I worked diligently in pushing foward concentrating solely on how pleased Master would be to know his slave had obeyed. As I sorted through box after box I became aware that the vibrating egg no longer had battery juice. Not wishing to disappoint Master I telephone him immediately to explain the situation. It was only once I heard Masters voice that I realised I had acted without permission and had removed the hood so that I could speak with him regarding the batteries. Master tsk'd tsk'd me and took the information necessary to purchase more batteries then sent me on my way to stuff my cunt with a different toy and to think of what might occur when Master returned home and I faced the consequences of my actions. The first of his instructions was easy to complete as I quickly pushed the egg from my cunt and replaced it with my pink ben wa balls. The second mind you was / is beyond frustrating.

Frustrating and nerve racking. I am trying to be patient and simply absorb that some form of a light punishment will be coming to me but as much as I try to relax I become nervous again. As I sit, restlessly so, listening for the door to open, hearing Masters leash jingle as he turns the knob has created a constant flip flop in my stomach. Sometimes I believe it is the waiting that is the truest of torture and not the consequence itself. Waiting is not the only challenge I am experiencing as I continue to desperately suck up the saliva which seems to have increased as soon as the gag filled my mouth.

Goodness gracious it is 5:56pm and Master will hopefully be here in the next ten minutes. Time is ticking ever so slowly. Too slowly. I just want this time to pass - I want Master home.

~His waiting grace

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