for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 30 (you never knew porcelain could be so much fun!!!)
{return to touching only your asshole softly -- but continuously moving over it}
The walk to the special bathroom for you and Carol to use isn't very far, so you take your time walking hand-in-hand, kissing and caressing each other. But halfway there both of you get the most intense pee urge you've felt in a long time, making you both double over and grab your crotch. A sister slave walking by asks, "I know how you're feeling, sister love slaves -- do I ever! -- but are you allowed to touch yourselves there?" Knowing the answer, you and Carol instantly pull your hands away, and continue to hobble with your thighs together, still bent over, to the bathroom. Letting her in first, you see a beautiful bathroom, with two toilets about 3 feet apart from each other, lit candles all along the counter of the two sinks. You continue to take mincing steps towards the toilets as you squirm in urgent desperation to pee. You hear water running in a bathtub, which makes you all the more aware of the water pressure inside of yourselves.
Squirming insanely, you reach the toilets only to find the lids down and notes on each of them saying "read me first, angels". You both fall to your knees and open the notes as your hips writhe in urinary distress. For an instant, you forget to touch each other. Carol remembers and says, "We stopped touching each other, honey! Can't let that happen again. We don't know how we'll be punished for that!" You both slide closer to each other until your thighs touch. The letters inside are indentical, and read:
"Dearly adored sweet torture slave,
You will not lift the seat until the water stops running and the sister slave who is in charge of filling the tub for you leaves. In the meantime, find the next bottle of water for you behind the toilet bowl. Don't start it until you're sitting down and emptying what I'm sure will be two full cargoes your bodies are struggling to keep from releasing.
When you're done taking care of yourselves naturally, you will at the same time give each other a delightfully large enema, which you must hold in for as long as possible, at least 15 minutes after the bag is empty. During that time, be sure to continue to love and comfort each other, because it will be a challenge. But it will be necessary to have those lovely asses of yours available to us whenever we want to lovingly invade them. Because we will. <3
Then you will take a wonderfully sensuous bath together. Be sure to make sure you're perfectly clean and tasty and teasable for us! Finish with a shower to remove any soap, and your apparel (*wink*) will be in the table drawer underneath the towels.
See you soon, my little beloveds!
All my love,
your adoring Mistress
P.S. I'm sure you've forgotten to be continuously in touch at least once already. We will be watching. That's ok, dear love slaves, but from here on out each slip will cost you dearly. But fear not -- you as always will love our punishments. *blows kiss*"
Before the note suggested that you might need to do more than pee, you both got hit with strong urges to do that other bodily function. Mistress is not expecting you do anything at all with what comes out, and it is much better to get it out, but you both really are shy about doing that in front of anyone, let alone each other. You each are hit with a sore crampiness that tells you that you are going to go VERY soon whether you're on the toilet or not. You begin to wonder what might have been in your water bottles. But you don't have time to think, so each of you reaches for your next water bottle, holds each other's hand, lifts the seat, sits down and lets everything out. You are really glad for the scented candles and the fan, but it's not enough to remove all of the odor. In this case, sisterhood is powerful! {Sorry dears -- I just had to say it! *lol*} For a few minutes, you're both so embarrassed that you can't look at each other. But then you look up at just the same instant Carol does, and you can see yourselves in the mirror above the sinks. Two sweet angels holding hands, sitting 3 feet apart from each other, sharing everything. Your eyes meet in the mirror, then you turn your heads toward each other. You eyes meet in embarrassment, then sympathy, then deep affection. You mean forward and kiss softly. While you kiss, you let go of the other's hand and use your hands and paper to take care of your busy asses. There is a bidet in the corner. You hold hands again and walk slowly there to clean things more completely back there.
The water had long stopped running into the tub. You walk around the corner to look, and see this magnificent clear bathtub. It'll be perfect for the perverts who are watching you -- and for you to show off your love for each other. On the far wall, you see a wheeled stand with two incredibly full-looking enema bags. You look at each other and kiss again. Carol says, "I wonder what it'll be like. It sounds like fun, probably tormenting fun, but still another way for us to experience the joy of surrendering our bodies, especially in our most secret places." The note on the stand says that you are to roll it to where the toilets are, but only after you both have emptied the bottles of water you forgot to drink that you got from behind the toilets.
Taking the lube, you softly caress and finger each other's assholes. You loved licking each other back there last night, but you know you won't do that now. So you spend quite a while softly adoring each other with your hands. Carol's lovely asshole is beautifully tight, but it gladly welcomes your fingers. "Oh God... I **love** having my tight, sensitive asshole entered. It feels so incredibly beautiful. I used to do this for hours, before I learned that I could give my pussy the same kind of play. Holding my pee and fingering my asshole got me so horny -- and it still does! But back then, I had no way to cum, so I was left even hornier than before. It was like the most wonderful torture!" She turns with a start. "My God! We forgot to drink the other bottle! Let's get them now, honey!" You giggle as you crawl along the floor towards the toilets.
You reach the toilets and kneel side by side, with your sides touching. Grabbing the bottles and opening them, you tap them together and say, "here's to crazy ways of making love!" You drink half of them in one shot. You then say, "let's stay here a couple more minutes, until we finish these." You then kneel face to face, each of you with one arm holding the other close to your heart, while the other hand holds your watery bladder filler. You alternate between kissing and taking another slug of water, each time toasting in unison, "pee torture!!"
After sharing your lovers' drink, you crawl side by side, always making sure to touch each other, back to where the enema bags are waiting. Rolling the stand to the toilets, you turn the note over, which tells you to grab the next pair of water bottles behind the tissue boxes at the end of the counter. Lifting the bottles, you see a note that says, "to give you something to do while you're holding the enema in, my lovely little slaves!"
Now back by the toilets, you both kneel on the floor with your faces close to the ground and let the lovely, large nozzles fill your eager assholes. Carol turns to look at you and says, "this will be fun! I'm so glad we can share this, sweet sister slave!" You kiss, then at the same time open the valves for the other's enema. You both fill up a little bit more quickly that you expect... and then get even fuller than you've ever been before! It's lovely, but you have no idea if you'll be able to hold it at all! You hear Carol moaning "ohhhhhhhh! I wish I could make myself cum now! This feels wonderful! It's like my ass getting fucked but softer."
When you're both full and the bags are both empty, you take the nozzles out of each other, then hold hands and take your places sitting on the toilets... waiting. You help each other open what's already your third water bottle. You clink them together and say, "pee torture!" Carol says, "wouldn't that be lovely, to have to pee now, too!" I don't know if I could hold either in. I'm soooooo full! But I'll bet it would feel beautiful. Actually... I am starting to feel that familiar 'I'm full enough to pee now, but I won't because I love how it feels' stage." You notice that your bladder is softly speaking its needs to you...
... but your bowels are talking a lot louder. As the time passes you both start getting that cramping feeling -- not too painful yet, but you're beyond the point of being able to ignore it. You hear your beloved ask, "I wonder how we'll know when we've held it long enough?" You say, "I don't know, sweet lovely lady! But let's hold everything as long as we can! We'll help each other wait whenever one of us feels like giving up. And then when we're both moaning and weeping and squirming in enema holding and pee holding heaven, we'll let it out together, my love!" You bring her hand to yours and softly kiss her hand and fingers.
So you spend Goddess only knows how long trying to hold it all in, telling each other, "You can do it! We can do it!", until you both give out. Then you spend the next however many minutes letting everything flow out of you... a bit like this lovely lady in the video. (Warning: the last 15 seconds shows poo in the toilet.)
http://www.xxxanna.com/?w=15366402
After you're both sure you're empty. You wipe everything, then jump into the bathtub together and spend a beautifully long time loving and washing each other. Drying off, you find a beautiful purple leash with collars on each end. Hanging from each collar is a gorgeous but simple shiny heart-shaped purple metal tag on a chain long enough to let the tag dangle in front of your heart chakra when standing (or sitting or kneeling). The back of each tag has the name of Carol or you, engraved in small elegant script, surrounded by dozens of tiny engraved hearts. On the fronts, both tags read "I am yours", again surrounded by ever so many pretty little hearts. Seeing the tags, you each place yours on your heart chakra, and come together in a heart-to-heart embrace, holding the tags in place while looking into each other's eyes and softly declaring "I am yours." You hold that position for several minutes, continuing to look into each others' eyes and souls, all the while affirming aloud, "I am yours."
Gently separating, you place the collars on your beloved. They fit perfectly on each of you, with no constriction or pain. You again embrace and kiss. You know you have to leave the bathroom sometime to face whatever cruel teasing torments await, but you know how much Mistress loves you... and how much you adore each other. Without saying a word, you hold hands and walk towards the door, naked except for the leash and collars and pretty purple tags, ready for more of the strange but splendid love that makes life as a tease toy a joy....