Chapter 19 -- Cumrag, toilet paper Part 1 (Day 2)
After finishing re-writing the report on the purpose of a cumrag, wetcunt washed
up and started getting ready for bed even though it was still early evening and
she hadn't had any dinner. Just before heading to bed, the phone rang. "Hello,"
wetcunt answered with a questioning tone, wondering if someone had dialed her
room by mistake. "cunt, I am having someone deliver some dinner for you to eat.
Let Him in, He has very strict instructions which Master knows that He will
follow. you are safe, cunt." About a minute after the call, there came a knock
on the door. Nervously, wetcunt walked over to answer the door. wetcunt was
nervous for two reasons; one was Master's standing order for wetcunt during
training sessions to be nude at all time and the second was that Master wasn't
present. Trying desperately to hold on to Master's assurance of safety, wetcunt
opened the door and stepped back.
"your Master has graciously sent Me over with your dinner, slut and also some
instructions," the Stranger said as He handed a note to wetcunt. "cunt, you need
more practice being naked in front of people other than Master and you need to
know that I don't lightly allow others access to My slut. Therefore, while you
kneel on the floor and eat, after thanking Master out loud for sending you
dinner and thanking the Delivery Man for bringing it to you, you are to be
kneeling with your thighs wide so that He can see Master's dripping wet cunt. He
has not been given permission to touch Master's slut, but He has been given
permission to have Master's slut touch itself. you may NOT slop, cunt. you are
still under punishment period for the lousy report. So if He orders Master's
slut to play with its clit or fuck itself with the post Master left there, you
are only to go to the brink and stop." After wetcunt looked up from the note,
the Delivery Man asked, "Do you understand the instructions, slut?" "Yes, Sir, i
understand." After handing wetcunt her meal, the Delivery Man settled back in
one of the armchairs while wetcunt knelt on the floor to eat.
"Thank You Master for graciously sending something for Your slut to eat and
thank You Sir for bringing it to this slut." As wetcunt quietly ate, she could
feel her cunt leaking from being so exposed to a total stranger. From time to
time as wetcunt ate her meal, the Delivery Man would say, "Dip the next bite you
eat, slut, into that sloppy cunt, wetting it thoroughly before eating it."
wetcunt groaned from the pressure of the food in her cunt and from the
humiliation of eating food covered with cunt juice. When wetcunt had finished
eating, she placed all the items back in the bag and knelt waiting for further
instructions. "Crawl over to the trash can and throw that stuff away, then crawl
over to the dresser and pick up one of those dildos in your mouth and carry it
back to where you are currently kneeling."
wetcunt crawled back into place with the dildo in her mouth, knelt down and
waited for instructions. "I want to see you fuck your Master's cunt with that
dildo, like I would be fucking that cunt. But you are not allowed to slop cunt
and I will be informing your Master of everything that goes on. If you need to
slow down because you are too close, you may stop for 30 seconds, but then you
are to start fucking that cunt again until I tell you to stop. Lean back and
spread those slut legs wide so I can see. Now begin." Wetcunt shoved the dildo
into her dripping cunt and started hammering at her cunt. Before long she had to
stop so that she wouldn't slop. she counted up to 25 and then started again.
Over and over though her arms started to ache, wetcunt continued fucking her
cunt. "Look at Me, cunt." As wetcunt looked she saw the Delivery Man taking His
cock out of His pants and starting to stroke it. Abruptly, the Delivery Man
ordered, "Stop, cunt. Now crawl over here and lean back. I need to use your
Master's cumrag. Push those tits out so that I don't have to strain to cover
them like a good cumrag should be covered." After crawling into position,
kneeling between the Delivery Man's legs and arching her back so that her tits
were stuck out, wetcunt waited while the Delivery Man covered her milkbags with
His cum. "Come closer, cunt." After wetcunt crawled closer, the Delivery Man
reached down and grabbing wetcunt's hair, He wiped His cock clean on her hair.
"Stay there while I report back to your Master."
wetcunt heard the Delivery Man talking with her Master, telling Him that He had
a well-trained fuckpig and that she had done exactly what she had been ordered
to do. The Delivery Man walked over to wetcunt and handed her the phone. "cunt,
because you did such a good job, trusted your Master and are getting practice
like a good little cumrag, Master is going to let His little cumrag slop. After
you slop, My little cumrag, you are to watch the Delivery Man as you take the
flood of cunt juice that I'm sure that cunt will produce and add it to the cum
that My little cumrag is already wearing. you are to remain covered with cum
until I get to see My little cumrag in the morning. Now hand the phone back to
the Delivery Man, I will let Him know that I've given My cumrag permission to
slop and He will hold the phone so that your Master can have the pleasure of
listening to His cumrag fuck her cunt until she slops." After handing the phone
back to the Delivery Man, wetcunt started once again fucking her cunt with the
dildo, leaning way back so the Delivery Man could see and groaning loudly so her
Master could her. It wasn't long before wetcunt slopped violently, shaking as
she knelt on the floor. After some strength came back into her arms, wetcunt
removed the dildo and reaching down filled her hand with cunt snot and looking
straight at the Delivery Man wiped it all over her cum-covered milkbags. After
covering every inch of her milkbags with cunt juice, wetcunt heard the Delivery
Man say, "your Master says that you may use the bed after all of the cum on His
little cumrag has dried. He will call you in the morning. And He says Well Done
My little cumrag." wetcunt was licking clean the dildo as the Delivery Man let
Himself out.
The next morning, wetcunt was awakened by the phone ringing. Looking over at the
clock, she noticed it was almost 10 AM, and she was somewhat surprised that she
had slept that long. However when she thought of how her cunt had kept her awake
for the last couple of nights, she was glad that she had slept that well.
Picking up the phone, wetcunt heard her Master say, "I hope My little cumrag has
slept well." wetcunt replied, "Yes, Master. Thank You Master." As her Master
chuckled, He said, "I thought letting My little cumrag slop would allow it to
sleep and I wanted My cumrag, toilet paper rested for today's activities. I will
be arriving shortly, with something for My cumrag to eat and I want My cumrag
toilet paper to greet Me at the door wearing its sign around its neck. Use the
hotel's toilet, but don't flush it. And cover those milkbags with another load
of cunt snot before I get there. See you soon, toilet paper." As wetcunt hurried
out of bed and went to the bathroom, her heart was pounding and her mind was
racing with the thought of being seen kneeling at the hotel room door with the
words toilet paper hung around her neck. After covering her milkbags once more
with the flood of cunt juice that was leaking from her from the thought of her
upcoming humiliation, wetcunt took the sign and placed it around her neck,
groaning as she felt it fall into place. wetcunt walked over to the door and
knelt down so that when her Master opened the door, the first sight He would see
was her kneeling there.
As wetcunt knelt waiting, her cunt continued to leak and her mind continued to
race on thinking about what her Master had planned for her. wetcunt could feel
the anticipation and tension growing with each passing minute. After what felt
like an eternity, wetcunt heard someone walking toward the door and heard the
card sliding into place. Straightening up, pressing her shoulders back, wetcunt
knelt head up, eyes down waiting for her Master to open the door. As the door
swung open, wetcunt desperately hoped that her Master was the only one in the
hall as her naked cum-covered body and the sign could be clearly seen through
the doorframe. "Very nice, My little cumrag, toilet paper. Master thinks His
slut is very nicely adorned. In fact, Master wants to get a picture of His slut
greeting Him like a good little cumrag, toilet paper should." As wetcunt's
Master said that, wetcunt could see Him holding the door wide open and could
feel the air from the corridor hitting her body as it came into the room. "Crawl
up into the door jam, My toilet paper and kneel down inside the door frame so
that Master can take some good pictures of His little cumrag with its toilet
paper sign."
wetcunt bit her lip to stifle her groan of humiliation as she crawled into the
doorframe, holding the door open with her body, desperately hoping no one would
walk by as she knelt there naked with the sign around her neck announcing that
she was a pisswhore, toilet paper. "Let Master put down this food and get out
His camera. Master wants a couple of pictures of His pisswhore framed this way,
announcing to the world its toilet paper status. First one with your eyes bowed,
then one with your eyes up My pisswhore and then a couple with My toilet paper
holding up its sign so that it is right under its pisswhore's face." Wetcunt
could feel her Master deliberately taking His time putting down the food and
finding His digital camera. With each passing moment, wetcunt's desire to crawl
back into the room grew. "Straighten up now, cunt, shoulders back, milkbags out,
head up, eyes bowed." After getting into position, wetcunt heard her Master snap
a couple of shots, making wetcunt hold the position while the camera got ready
for the next shot, dragging out wetcunt's humiliation. "Now eyes up, looking
straight in the camera, My toilet paper. A couple like that and then W/we will
get some of My toilet paper holding up its sign." wetcunt fought with every
ounce of her will to lift her eyes and look straight into the camera.
After a couple of shots, with time dragging between each one, wetcunt heard her
Master say, "Now hold up your sign toilet paper, let everyone see what it is you
are, what it is you crave to be. How it is you serve your Master." As wetcunt
held up her sign, her hands were shaking so much that the sign was shaking.
"Now, you will have to hold still or this is going to take all day. Master wants
some good shots of His toilet paper, cumrag holding its sign and you will not
leave that door frame until He gets them and I think I hear footsteps, cunt, so
you might want to speed this up." wetcunt stiffened up, mentally taking a hold
of her emotions and fought to stay still. she too now heard footsteps and
desperately wanted her Master to finish taking the pictures He wanted. As
wetcunt heard the footsteps coming closer, she desperately wanted to break
position and crawl back behind the door. Just as the footsteps sounded like they
had turned the corner to enter the corridor in front of wetcunt's room, her
Master said, "Well done, cunt. you may crawl back into the room."
As wetcunt crawled out of the doorway and into the room, she heard her Master
walk in and close the door just as the footsteps passed by. "you did very well,
My toilet paper. Master is proud of His little cumrag's obedience. Master will
be sending His toilet paper copies of each of those pictures and His toilet
paper will hang those pictures all around its bathroom mirror so that each day
as it gets ready for work, brushes its teeth, its hair, it will be reminded of
what it is, what is craves to be. Now eat the breakfast your Master so
thoughtfully brought for you, so that My little cumrag, toilet paper has its
strength for today's training."
