{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"f4e27047-22cb-4d89-9598-b890f7de2d94","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2018-12-17T15:34:19.762Z","title":"My Submission To Miss Cassie","slug":"my-submission-to-miss-cassie","shortId":"1928Fa78","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"After I spent an evening in a hotel being told what to do by an online friend (see 'An Introduction To Miss Cassie) Things took a turn for the more serious. in My Submission, I show the email correspondence between us during a day in the office where Miss Cassie made me follow her instructions, all the while having to keep my arousal and embarassment hidden from my colleagues.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"7431a384-bb28-45f1-bf5c-4d88804ac687","title":null,"summary":"So, some months after my second life-into-real life hotel experience with Mistress Cassie (see 'An I","wordCount":3773,"readTime":19,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"So, some months after my second life-into-real life hotel experience with Mistress Cassie (see 'An Introduction To Miss Cassie') we agreed that some real-life play might be fun. What follows is the unedited (aside form removal of email addresses etc) email exchange. Right down to the humiliation at the end...

I hope you enjoy as much as I did :-)
Praius xx

From: Cassandra Smith 23/06/2014
To: praiusultsch
Your instructions for the morning‏

Smiles , standing over your bed , shaking you awake, \"Guess what day it is \" ..
I hand you a dress , and a flimsy pair of panties, leaving the other choices up to you. I slap your ass , and tell you to get dressed, and when you are done , come back and kneel at my feet. You return quickly , kneeling as instructed, and i walk around you , inspecting you, nodding quietly. I lift up your dress, and decide the panties are fine for what I have in mind. I return to stand in front of you, now my pet , go fetch a plug, one that will stay in by itself , and wash it until it is squeaky clean and return. I hear you rummaging around a bit , and then the water in the bathroom running.Shortly after , you return.
(grins ok I have no Idea what your daily personal routine or office routine is . so if you need to tweek that is ok , but you are to keep to the spirit of your instructions)
I take the plug from you . and inspect it , i slap your cheek, lightly \"Open\" I command , and slip the plug into your mouth when you do , sliding it in and out . \"yes , this will do nicely\" I say , and slip it into your purse. I also slip a plastic bag in your purse, \"You will need this , perhaps two\"
Ok slave . here is how your morning and early after noon will play out , and you can expect another set of instructions from your Miss in your early afternoon.
You will arrive at your office, and settle in as you normally do. Once settled , you will go to the ladies, you will use the plug , as i just did, sucking it like a Miss's big strap on, and you will play with yourself through your panties. I want them nice and wet when you are done. You will bring your self as close as you dare, but you will not cum. You will also not urinate , for the entire morning.
Miss assumes you would normally get up for a short break somewhere between the start of the day and lunch, if this is the case , you will repeat the above , if not , you will wait for lunch.
During your lunch, you will again go to the ladies , however this time , as you use your mouth on miss's strapon :) you will urinate , through your panties , and you will imagine yourself , bound , at the mercy of your miss,as you are forced to relieve yourself on the dungeon floor. You may then once again bring yourself to the edge , then remove your panties , placing them in the plastic bag, which as you open a small note flutters out , with only one word \"Desert\" ..
you will take a few moments to let miss know what you were and were not able to accomplish and she will then forward additional instructions to her pet.
~smiles . and blows you a wicked kiss
Cassie

From: Praius Ultsch 23/06/2014
To: Cassandra Smith
Oh my oh my oh my!
Crimson, on way to bed, soaking wet, actually shaking slightly.
Thank You Miss, You have made my evening; my day, we shall see, I am so nervous, I can barely breathe, this will be a pleasure, a torment, a worry, a delight.
Thank You Miss Cassie, your slut will report back at lunchtime if she still has the motor control left to type...and dessert...oh gods....
your slut, praius xx

From: Praius Ultsch
Sent: 24 June 2014 13:32:00
To: Cassandra Smith

So Mistress, I am writing this at 11am, but will try to add to it through the day before sending so You get an idea of the (delicious) torment You are putting me through...my hands are trembling slightly as I write this.

I woke at 6.30am with an itch between my thighs, a constant reminder of what the day would bring; I lay in bed for a moment and allowed my fingers to drift down there, and I was wet, like soaking, fuck me RIGHT now wet - I don't remember my dreams but I think You are responsible...

I had to cope with the itch throughout the early morning, waiting till I had the house to myself and then I did as instructed, found my thinnest pair of knickers, just white cotton, but good quality, soft to the touch. I put these on, then my bra and a cotton summer dress, which stops about half way down my calves. Then I retrieved my plug (only have one at the moment) and washed it for several minutes, conscious that I have never put it in my mouth before, but I know exactly where else it has been. I'm not happy about putting it in my mouth later, yet the thought just causes the tingling between my legs to increase...

I finish washing it, and put it in a little cloth bag in my handbag, along with a couple of ziplock sandwich bags, more tingling and a deep breath as I put them in, knowing their purpose.

After that I went to work, and tried to behave normally, though I switched my morning coffee for a tea, which had me flushed with embarrassment as I made it, knowing that it would make my pee smell less pungent (I can't tell you just how much this embarrassed me, ridiculous really, but my face was burning as I made it)

I waited till about 10, not much work done because I couldn't concentrate, and I was so jumpy every time anyone talked to me! Then went to the toilet, clutching my handbag like it was full of £50 notes, desperate to make sure nobody took it from me. I locked myself in a cubicle, hitched my dress up and slid my knickers down around my knees, trembling, and listening out for any noises, terrified of being discovered. I took the little cloth bag out of my handbag, and removed the plug from it. I just sat there, looking at it, feeling the heat between my legs build, feeling my face get hotter and my heart pounding in my chest. After a couple of minutes of trying to get control of myself, I put the plug in my mouth tentatively, tasting the tip, horrified at what I might taste and smell, but it was just silicon, much to my relief. I slid it in a bit further, sucking on it gently, then a bit further, too far, I gagged, pulling it out quickly, trying to keep quiet as I gagged, which bought tears to my eyes.

Heart beating hard, I tried to relax, slid the plug back into my mouth with one hand, as the other slid down to my - unbelievably - wet cunt (my heart is beating faster now just writing this. I'm sorry for the vulgar word, it just seems like the right term given the slutty things I'm doing here). I touched myself, sliding my fingers upwards between my lips then lubricated, onto my clitoris, and rubbed gently, desperately trying not to make any noise. My senses were electric! every touch, every sound caused a spasm of wetness between my legs, my thighs damp by now. I held the plug in my mouth, trying not to gag again, and used both hands on myself, two fingers in, two fingers on, and I masturbated myself, for You Miss, and tried to keep quiet as I did it, terrified of getting caught. It was so quick, I nearly came in under a minute, but stopped myself, just.

Breathing hard, I listened to see if I could hear anyone, but I think I got away with it. I quickly put the plug back in its bag, tasted myself (couldn't resist) on my fingertips, and slid my knickers over my sticky thighs, stood and straightened my dress before leaving the cubicle. I looked at myself in the mirror, face flushed, and washed my hands, all the while feeling a trickle of desire running down my thigh.

I went and got myself another humiliating cup of tea, thirsty, and knowing what it would do to me soon, and sat back at my desk, trying to act normal. Which was when I started writing this, on and off, and my gods, I can't concentrate on anything. I need to come, badly. And I need to pee. And I can't believe I'm doing this. And I don't care, my slutty cunt is on fire.

Lunchtime. I need the toilet, I need to eat. I need to come. Back soon.

Back. I'm shaking. I have a pair of piss soaked knickers in a plastic bag in my handbag, my cunt is in free flow, I can't believe what I'm doing. 10 minutes ago...

After I ate, my bladder uncomfortable, I went to the toilet to carry out the rest of my instructions, sure my face was bright red as I went into the toilet. There was someone in there, which caused my heart to beat even faster, I swear it was echoing it was so loud. I locked myself in the cubicle, and hitched up my dress again, sat down, this time knickers still on. I tried to take the plug from my bag like a drunk coming in late at night, every movement much louder than it should have been, sure the other person in there knew what I was doing, all the while I could feel my damp knickers getting damper, liquid desire pooling in them. Finally, they left, and I slid the plug into my mouth, sucked on it until I was almost gagging, then slowly started to fuck my mouth with it, touching myself with my other hand, and I tried to pee. Tried. As usual, its hard when I'm this aroused. I tried to relax, concentrating on the plug sliding in and out of my mouth, Your strapon, taking me in one of my willing holes, no real pleasure from this, but the symbolism arouses me...and I manage to squeeze a few drops out, feeling the warmth spread through my knickers, at the same time as my face gets even hotter, I must be bright red by now, then the gates open, and I pee freely, messily, through my knickers, a hideously loud irregular noise as it trickles down into the toilet, anyone hearing that will know something odd is happening; oh gods! I try to open myself a little with my fingers, but it doesn't help, my knickers just causing a mess, and I'm still fucking my own mouth with a buttplug.

I try to do as instructed, imagine myself as Your slave, chained in a dungeon, forced to pee where I stand, all I can see is a vision of myself now, sat on a toilet, leaning against the wall, crimson faced, blue butt plug in my mouth, pee soaked knickers dripping into the bowl, and my chest heaving as I breathe deep, a mess of emotions, humiliation and arousal. And I finish peeing, quickly slipping my fingers inside, thumb on clit, and I fucked myself, hand inside my wet knickers hard this time, already so close, but determined to do this properly. I gagged again, my other hand getting carried away, choking myself on the plug, tears in my eyes again as I retched, trying to be quiet all the time. And so close!
I stopped, literally about to come, and held my breath, trying desperately not to disobey You. Control yourself woman!

I carefully pulled the soaked knickers around my ankles, trying not to get pee on my legs, and put them in the zip lock bag...and noticed the note flutter out...

I washed my hands, tried to straighten myself out, and returned to my desk, then wrote this, seriously worried now that there is going to be a wet patch on the seat, that everyone can smell my arousal, my pee, my humiliation. And gods do I need to come, I feel like such a whore.

I am awaiting Your instructions Miss. I hope this report captures enough detail (and I must confess just writing this would have been one of the hottest things I've ever done!).

Your slut, praius xx

Cassandra Smith
24/06/2014
To: praiusultsch
The phone rings at your desk, you pick it up as you would any other call. You gasp and fall silent as you hear me say \"Hello slut\". You mumble a hello, and I hear in your voice how your morning has gone
\"Beg me to let you put the plug in your ass\" I whisper over the phone, I hear you stammer , the embarrassment and the lust in your voice as you ask, \"please miss, may I wear the plug for the rest of the afternoon?\"
I am silently for a moment .. letting you sweat .. finally .. \"yes, you will get yourself close as before, though that should be easy for you ,slut, and then you will insert the plug, it should be nice and slick from being in your mouth.\"
I hear your breathing, and a quite \"Yes Miss\" ..
\"Good girl my little slut . Miss will have your final set of instructions in about an hour\"
the phone clicks, and you are left alone once more, trembling, but incredibly aroused.
Mistress Cassie

Praius Ultsch 24/06/2014
To: Cassandra Smith
Oh my goodness Miss, You have no idea what this is doing to me! I just nearly came when I saw your mail in my inbox, literally felt a release between my legs. I have to go into a meeting, but will do as requested as soon as I return...not sure how long I can endure this!

Praius Ultsch 24/06/2014
To: Cassandra Smith
So, meeting done, the most awful, uncomfortable, fidgety meeting of my life, I swear if they'd told me to strip and masturbate there and then I would have done it - what have you done to me! I now sit here, at my desk, with my plug in...

I left the meeting, went straight to the toilet and washed my hands before locking myself in the same cubicle as before, relieved to see there was no evidence of pee on the floor from earlier. Again, as quietly as possible I removed the plug from my bag, and slid it into my mouth, my treacherous cunt dripping by now, I can barely believe I'm doing this.
Too late I realise the difficulty of wearing a dress to do this, I should have worn a skirt! I had to take the dress off and hang it from the hook on the door, cringing as I suck on the plug, getting it as wet as I can, then adding a little lube from a tube I bought with me. Next, I squirted some of the lube onto my fingertips and then gently worked it into my hole, all the while cringing at what I was doing. If someone had walked in, they would have seen me, wearing nothing but my bra, knickers around my knees, leaning forward, one hand learning against the wall, the other with a finger up my arse, massaging it with lube, all the while sucking on the butt plug in my mouth, trying not to drop it.

I slid it in, if feels good, REALLY good, I had to stifle a moan as it went in. I breathe deep, panting and wanting to come badly, the pressure inside me just making it worse, the inside wall of my pussy now being pressed by the plug, stimulation I can't avoid. I sit on the toilet, a mess, literally will do anything now, I've never been like this. I touch myself, so close to cumming already, I know I mustn't so I stand and put my dress back on, leaving the cubicle and washing my hands. Thankfully nobody is around to see me as I leave, they'd know, how could anyone not!

So now I'm at my desk, trying to concentrate, trying to stop writing this email, trying to forget the delightful full feeling and the pressure on my dripping cunt, my swollen clitoris, my nipples are hard too, and they are poking through my dress. My face is flushed, I need to be fucked, now. Oh gods. I can barely breathe without that damn plug sending twinges through me, my hands are shaking again. I can barely think about whats next...

slut xx

Cassandra Smith 24/06/2014
To: praiusultsch
In case your miss was a bit vague, the plug stays in until further notice.

MC

Cassandra Smith 24/06/2014
To: praiusultsch
You have been at your desk for an hour or so now, the plug burred in your backside a constant reminder of who and what you are. You fight to concentrate on your work, and don't notice that your fellow office mates are beginning to leave for home.

Suddenly, you feel a presence standing above you, you look up , to see me standing over you, a wicked smile on my face, a leash dangling from one hand. \"Hello my little pet, are you ready to cum for your owner?\" I ask, the pleasure I am taking from this obvious in the tone of my voice.

I glance around, the office appears empty as I lean forward and clip the leash to your small, ornate collar.\"If you are quiet, I imagine we can get to the ladies before anyone sees us\" I whisper to you, leading the way to the ladies.

Once inside a stall, I have you turn, I lift your dress and pat your cute bottom. \"Good girl\". I sit you down , and hike up your dress, not stopping, a look of fear and lust comes over your face as I slip the dress over your head and hang it up on the hook on the door. You watch, motionless as I grab your purse, and retrieve the plastic bag that contains your soiled panties. With an exaggerated \"ewwww\" I open the bag and take them out holding them between two fingers. I smile , evilly, at you, and whisper \"open\". You hesitate, but a quick slap to the cheek and you obey. I place the panties in your mouth, using a finger to tuck them in firmly, the pee and the pussy juice from earlier visible on what is left hanging past your lips.

I lean forward and kiss your forehead .. whisper in your ear .. \"Cum for me my pet .. cum for your owner\" , and lean back to watch, as you begin to play with yourself, quickly bringing yourself to a resounding orgasm, the panties shoved in your mouth barely muffling the noise as you convulse and twitch in front of me.

I Wait for a moment , and lean forward once more. I slowly remove the panties from your mouth, and kiss you on the lips. I whisper, \"you can remove the plug when you get home\". I hand you your dress, and walk out of the stall. My latex and leather covered body walks quicky from your office, gone before you recover.

(you will follow this when you are near to quitting time, or stay a bit late if you need to)

~Kiss
MC

Praius Ultsch 24/06/2014
To: Cassandra Smith
oh my gods! I am spending more time trying not to come now than doing anything else; my legs are crossed, I can feel moisture oozing between my thighs as I sit here, and the horror of what You want me to do next is doing nothing to diminish this fire. As soon as I am able, I will do as ordered Miss, if I can hold out that long!

Praius Ultsch 24/06/2014
To: Cassandra Smith
Oh. My. Gods.

I failed Miss, I am very sorry. I have come very, very hard, almost as instructed; I can't stay late so I had to just go for it and hope. I was a mess when I went in, and I think some people knew something was up, a couple of people asked if I was ok; I had to stand there with my butt plug in and my leaking cunt, squirming and tell them I felt a bit lightheaded, but was ok. I've never been so embarrassed in all my life, and that only made me more aroused, You did this to me!

When I got into the toilet, I took the knickers from my bag, opened the ziplock bag, and I tried to do as You asked, I tried, but it was too much, I tasted them, tasted myself, and my pee, but nearly gagged, I couldn't put them in my mouth with the pee on them, it was just too much. Perhaps after some wine, when I'm truly by myself, but not here, I'm sorry.
I touched myself, as quietly as I could, two fingers inside, two fingers on my (very) swollen clitoris, and I came almost instantly Miss, so hard, so fucking hard! and silently, my legs were tensing against the door as I tried to keep quiet, stifle my gasps. But oh my, thank You Mistress, thank You for allowing this.

so now I sit here, and I have to leave in a moment. My plug is still in, my cunt is still dripping with desire, and I'm sure I stink of sex. My colleagues think I'm ill and all I can think of is kneeling in front of You, of begging for more...

I'll be offline for a while, but may be able to check mail later.

Thank You Mistress, that was a VERY exciting day; I am sorry I could not carry out all the instructions, but I hope this slut has pleased You, she certainly pleased herself!

slut praius xx

Cassandra Smith 24/06/2014
To: praiusultsch
Smiles as my pet walks through the door, I open my arms and hold you tight as you explain how you could not do the last thing. I smile, Kissing you gently .. \"you did not fail, love, if Anything I pushed a bit to hard, so it is your Miss's fault, not yours. You gave your Miss 110%, and made her very happy, kisses you once more .. smiling , and you had a fairly fun day, with a nice conclusion .. winks at you .. you were wonderful love. Absolutely no need to apologize for anything.

Huggz you tight and kisses you

Be well dear ..

Mistress Cassie

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