Say hello to the new proud recipient of a block of 25 NON-EXPIRING, HAVE-THEM-ANY-DAMN-WAY-YOU-LIKE-THEM-BABY RELEASES!!!!
Yes, I won the bet and now instead of 250 cane strokes, I’ll be scumming up Master’s sheets good and proper.
Six weeks of prac in a school surrounded by 1800 teenagers and 150 gossipy teachers and not one comment of substance was passed about my collar. So to all those folk who worry about wearing a permanent collar, I’ve just proven that they are doable and nothing to fear.
How I’m going to spend my next few days of total freedom:
– attending an anal fisting demonstration (yeah, this is how us slavegirls relax…lol)
– spending quality time with Master
– eating scrummy Indian food with my uber buddy girl literary_gypsy
– putting disprins on my cunt in an attempt to reduce the size of the scar tissue growing there
– watching copious amounts of tv
– pumice-stoning my feet after standing and pacing the classroom for six weeks- I need a boi that does pedicures!
– did I mention sleeping?
– having long, relaxing baths
– not sure if I’ve already said this, but sleeping!
Farewell for now- my bed awaits!