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| LadyEmmaCavendish |
As I mentioned yesterday my Master sets me daily tasks, sometimes only one, sometimes more. If a fail to do them through lack of courage then I incur punishment and the challenge is rolled over to the next day.
There are some tasks which I have found particularly difficult. One was to drink my own urine. I have never done this before...I went to the loo and filled a glass. It was warm. I took a sip, swallowed and gagged. For those who have a choice...I don't even recommend trying it out of curiousity! Trust me it was the worst taste ever! It lasted on my tongue for about an hour, despite pouring half a tube of toothpaste down my throat.
I am a stubborn sub though and I hate it when I feel unable to complete a task set by my master. Afterall the task was to drink some, not to sip and be sick. The following day I tried again. (This time being slightly more prepared - holding my nose and having the toothpaste on standby!) It was no better.
I still know that I have to drink my Master's urine and my only hope is that it tastes a damn sight better than mine. I really wouldn't want to offend him by retching.
Tasks I have enjoyed...
Now that I don't wear knickers at any time, my Master asked me to go into a public changing room and ensure that several people saw me changing...and consequently my pussy. (By the way I struggled to find a public changing room, in the end I had to request to use a cubicle and leave the curtain open.) By the time I had decided this was the only way to complete the task I had wandered round a whole shopping centre. I was both very excited and a little nervous. This had the effect of making me very wet. Depending how you look at it...this wasn't ideally the position I wanted to be in with my juices flowing down my thighs. Anyway...after trying on several skirts and trying to remove them just as someone was about to walk past I succeeded...a woman did a double take at me.
I have also been challenged to tell someone face to face that I do not wear knickers. This is easy to do given the right environment...what you can't do is casually drop it into conversation..."Would you like a coffee? Oh and by the way I don't wear knickers any more!" Well you can, but then your friends think you have lost it! I managed to tell a colleague that I didn't have any knickers on and all she said was "Urgh I don't like that! I managed to tell a male friend...who is quite interested in my new lifestyle that I haven't worn knickers for 5 weeks. Surprisingly enough he was very pleased at the thought and he blushed...bless him! As he's so interested in my antics it was easy to tell him, afterall I'm a flirt.
I had to flash my pussy the other day. I was
completely dreading the challenge. I sought the advice
of a friend as to how I might complete this and off I
went. So if you were at that petrol station and saw a
woman filling her car, with a very short skirt blowing
in the wind and bending over far more than
necessary...I hope you enjoyed the view! 
I liked
this challenge so much that I went and paid, came out
onto the forecourt and spent some time sorting out the
aerial on top of the car.
I have had to go to work braless. I work in a professional office and I did not like this one bit. Don't get me wrong...i like to be my Master's slut, but at work i like to be the career woman. So we'll have to see whether or not it does my chances of promotion any good or not!
Today I had to go into a shop wearing my basque and skirt with my breasts out of the cups. I was allowed to wear my coat open, covering my nipples. The shop keeper had to be male and see. I eventually found a shop that was open with a male shopkeeper. I wandered in, ensuring that my breasts were slightly on display and resisting the urge to cover my modesty. I picked up a bottle of juice and went to the counter. The shopkeeper was standing in front of his counter filling up the sweets. He made a comment (which I missed through being anxious) I replied..."I'd just like this please" He moved behind the counter to take my money. He said "You can have two," with a smile. Again I was so nervous I didn't catch on to what he was saying and asked him to repeat. This time he broke out into a broad grin. When I realised the implication of what he'd said my embarassment kicked in and I said "It's a dare." Took my change and went.
Edited Fri 2 Jan 04, 5:43 PM by LadyEmmaCavendish
