In a way, this is my last week of your version of freedom in a while this week. There was no in person meeting, the weather wasn’t totally warm yet, and there was no assignment.
Starting tomorrow it looks like things are going to be warm enough where I will be required to dress up for work. This order alone puts me in “subby mode” all day every day, making me feel very much like a 24/7 slave. Then I will be seeing you in person, which puts me in dressy femme clothes for a full day. The only day I won’t be spending at least 8 hours in dressy clothes of some sort for the next 5 or 6 months will be Sundays when I have baseball games. Should we be off or rained out I’ll be spending all day everyday dressing exactly how you order me to. I never imagined this would one day become my life when that lock snapped closed on that piece of flesh between my legs. I figured it would result in teasing, lots of denial, and sporadic amazing orgasms.
Instead, you have turned me into your human doll. I dress how you want; my face is made up how you want, my hair is your desired length and style. It’s not just 1 day per week either. It’s every single day. I’m a little tempted to find out what would happen if I were to not dress as required for a day, but I’m not a fan of any form of punishment that you enjoy. It’s not “punishment” for me so I’ll be getting up earlier. I’ll be squeezing into my corset and putting on a vest and tie each day of your choosing. I’ll be dealing with people commenting on my attire and how it’s a little humiliating knowing that I’ve been conditioned to do so because it makes you happy.
I can’t wait to serve in person again of course. I always dislike the weeks it’s not possible due to your schedule. I know it’s my lone chance at a possible orgasm when you decide I have earned one. I don’t count on them of course. I know It I s more likely I’m forced to make a mess with no orgasm, have a ruined orgasm, or just outright teased and denied, but my inner slut always has that hope that I will earn one…even if it means I’ll have to clean up or wear my mess home.
I hope you have had a restful weekend Ms Patty. I look forward to these next 5 to 6 months of almost constant subby mode.
