While this week seemed like more of a “review session” than anything limits pushing, I did learn a few more things and possibly noticed a few things.
Everything this week was almost a carbon copy of last week. I arrived, passed my dress code inspection, chatted while drinking my required 2 liters of water. I was ordered to undress. I was diapered and wrapped, which gave me a very feminine shape from my waist down. It added shape to my hips, a flat front, and a rear end. If not for some features on my face, there was nothing on me that didn’t appear female. I was then stripped of my senses. This is when I noticed one minor change. You put something extra over my eyes. Absolutely no light got through this week. This caused some changes later that I will get to.
I was then put in the cage. Now I’m not sure if I imagined this, but I think the leg chains were made just a tiny bit shorter this week. It made me wonder how long it will be until they will be totally restricted of any movement or perhaps secured with a spreader. Then your voice came on the headphones, and I felt you begin to tease parts of my body. Due to all the extra padding, it didn’t induce me into making a little mess. It did, however, get me straining in my cage and very much wanting to feel that release. I felt my hips start to move up and down without me really wanting them to. It was as if my body mistook the chastity device for something it should fuck and responded in kind. I’m not sure how long my body continued to react that way, but that teasing lasted longer than usual before you left me untouched in the cage. This is when that total darkness caused the small change, I was referring to earlier.
In the past I was always awake and totally aware of every loop of the recording. This time once your vocal message finished, leaving just the hypnotic rhythm, I would “lose time”. It was almost as if I would fall asleep for 20-30 seconds at a time. I would get hallucinatory visions and then be forced awake again when your voice would come back and repeat its message. It was very disorienting and made the time in the cage almost maddening while also making it seem like it went faster than usual. I’m pretty sure the time in the cage was exactly the same as last week, but my mind didn’t perceive it that way.
I also learned about my body a bit. I have roughly 4-4.5 hours after drinking 2 liters of water before I have no choice but to use the diaper. After that it’s another 2 before my body needs to use it again. At that point the diaper is full. I can feel the padding has no room left to soak up liquid and leaks. The wrapping keeps most of it inside, but I do sit on a toilet and need to use paper to clean up a little bit that gets out. Next week I plan on drinking 32oz of Gatorade or something on my way up there so maybe I can finally use the diaper in front of you. Maybe then I won’t have to stay in a wet diaper for so long after being dismissed?
I truly can’t wait to be back on my hands and knees, bowing at your feet, as nothing more than your personal toy.
