(ASSM) “A Week In The Life” – Monday section 1
This is a couple of pages from “A Week In The Life” Written by the author of our software.
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I’m quite anal retentive, or so I’m told.
Because of this nature I have my submissive diane on a very strict schedule. Since I’ve written the dominate software I have her on a 24/7 schedule with every hour of everyday defined. I live, work and play in the same place so there is no coming home for me. She is currently living with me (I have sent her to stay with certain Dominant friends for periods of time ranging from days to once for a full year. We do this to broaden our submissive’s prospective and to give them other methods to please us). In this chapter I’ll attempt to describe a normal week, I have selected a recent one with specifics as an example but I assure you, there are NO “normal” weeks.
I prefer to sleep alone, so most nights around 1 AM I connect a locked leash to diane’s collar and lead her to her bedroom. Once there I instruct her to remove all but the harness she is wearing. Next have her lie down and I lock her down to her bedpost. she remains there until I wake her. She is not allowed or able to get up for any reason until I return for her. (This is an area that requires safety consideration – If you do this you also must be sure you can fetch her in case of fire, etc)
6:00 AM Monday
In the morning about 6 am (I never allow her sleep more than 5 hours at a time and if her services are required in the night she is not allowed to “sleep in”) I fetch her and release her to the bathroom where she performs her daily hygiene that includes douching and often a mild enema. After that she applies the makeup that I have selected for her, I have listed and defined what and where to apply her makeup. She is required to do all this totally nude, but is not leashed and for sanitary reasons her collar is removed. When she has finished she comes to me, serving uniform held in hand, still completely nude and she stands and to wait for instruction. (If she ever needs to speak, this is the moment she must raise her hand and this is only at moments like this, never while she is performing any of her daily duty. Duties are never interrupted by talking.) At some point I will inspect her, usually I use my riding crop to touch various places I wish to examine. (When I’m at home I generally carry a crop on my belt, mostly as a reminder) If I apply pressure to her inner thigh she’ll spread her legs or if I press up on her chin she’ll raise her head, that sort of thing. When I am satisfied she is proper I attach and lock her collar of obedience and say “Get Dressed”. She always has an outfit defined and usually it is her “Normal Wear”. Below is our standard;
Your standard
clothing for "private" wear is listed below;
Collar of
obedience Open nipple bra
Short
translucent (see through) skirt Heels
Ankle and
wrist restraint straps
Your
Dominant may add or delete from/to this list but you will not, except for
accessories. Be sure to look at tasks for the day to see if your Dominant has
instructed you to wear a different "Wardrobe".
However in this compound we are prototyping a new serviving wench uniform and that generally is used rather than the above. More about this new uniform later. When she has completed that she returns again and stands for her second inspection.
7:30 AM Monday
As some of you know I’m a programmer and I also have a great deal of correspondence so when she returns I’m at the computer (as I usually am when she has completed her bathroom duties). Our home is an open floor modern style. My office is kind of the center of the first floor and I can see into all the other rooms, the main living room is in front of me, to my left is the kitchen, to my right is our rec room and behind me is a living area of an apartment where another couple lives. (More about them shortly). She often stands there for 20 – 30 minutes, because I don’t interrupt what I’m doing until I find a good place to stop.
Sometimes however I find myself with an early morning yearning and today my loins are with such a desire. Our submissives are trained to react to a Master’s exposing their groin and so all I need do is open my robe and remove my under shorts, I did not need to say a word. This is one of those days. Quickly diane crawls into the desk well and I rolled my chair back in place to resume my work. Within seconds I feel her lips caressing the head of my slightly firm cock and it instantly begins to harden. Soon diane’s lips have engulfed my cock head, her tongue swirling about its crown as she slowly worked down the shaft. Slowly but surely, exactly as she had been taught, my cock penetrates her face. Finally my entire shaft is down her throat and then she begins to suck and bring her face and lips back up the shaft. The movement of her head compounds with the suction she is applying and the combined force is exquisite. The tempo slowly increases but the method remained constant, soft lips and mouth on the downward movement and strong suckling on the upstroke. The sensation is intoxicating, but I focus on the computer screen as best I could to make her work for her reward of man juice and to prolong my pleasure as long as possible.
Her efforts slowly escalate and after about ten minutes her movements have become so rapid that her hair can hardly keep up and the view between my legs is a clowd of auburn hair, it’s movement so quick that the fact that it was hair was obscured. My balls now forcefully eject their donation and the thick globs spew into her waiting orifice. Diane’s rhythm however does not immediately diminish, her sucking actually increases and, as I have now turned my attention to her and my groin, I could see her throat busily swallowing on each cycle. Her efforts where not unearned however, my testicles, almost as if they somehow knew, kept pumping their product into the stream until it begins to slightly hurt and I involuntarily pushed forward in my chair as if trying to force my entire body down her gaping and suckling mouth. She holds her position as I pump my loins, pounding her with my body. Shortly my lust subsided and I slump back into the chair but she, as she has been schooled, is relentless. Only ever so slowly does she begin the slowing process, her lips and mouth still searching for the last possible drop of fluid to escape my cock hole. Finally she was content to sit between my legs and gently nurse my flaccid penis and she would continue to do so until I told her to stop. On this day I did not command her to stop for more then twenty more minutes, enjoying the gentle soothing sensations of her tongue. Finally I say “Stop” and the interlude had ended.
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