My First Catheter

Mistress Maggie greeted me in her new plastic mackintosh. Not just an ordinary plastic mac; thick material, semi opaque, beautifully cut and purchased from Rubber Eva. After tearing my eyes away from the diaphanous vision, I noticed Mistress was wearing suspenders, stockings and spiky black stiletto court shoes. That should prove interesting for my devotions at the start of the session!

I was instructed to sit on the bed as Maggie sat alongside in her new mac. Before allowing me intimate contact with the mac, Maggie explained that I would have a gentle introduction to the smell of plastic as Mistress slipped a plastic bag over my head for preliminary suffocation. Maggie introduced a small aroma soaked pad inside the bag as it was sealed round my neck and I was told to breath hard. Aromas have the effect of relaxing me and before I knew it, I was strapped to the upholstered bench feeling much more relaxed as I was introduced to the strong intoxicating plastic smell of that high class garment. Maggie happily spent some considerable time facesitting her slave and I was privileged that Maggie allowed me to examine it at such close quarters and spent as long as I could looking, touching feeling, kissing and licking anywhere and everywhere that Mistress would allow.



It was now time for goodbyes to an old friend and hello to a new companion. Once into my red catsuit, Maggie thought it appropriate for a short ceremonial photo to consign my old red plug to history and say hello, intimately, to the new larger sized black plug that Mistress had obtained for me. I was to wash it first and return to the playroom, present my bent arse over the horse and beg to have her insert it, which I did with no hesitation at all. ‘Please fit my new plug Mistress’.

Maggie gave me a work out with her strapon to make way for the new toy and was pleased with the size and relative ease that the new plug eased its way into its new home. Of course I was pleased. Laying on the bench whilst Mistress introduced copious quantities of lubricant and gently eased my new friend into its new home. I could certainly tell it was bigger. Not painfully so, but it would be a while before the new plug expelled itself. Mistress fitted the blow up gag and leather head harness and hung me from the overhead, arms spread wide, legs tightly strung together where I was left to contemplate and accommodate my new addition to my training attire.

I was just getting used to my new situation when Nurse Maggie returned. Released from the overhead, head harness and gag, Rubber Nurse led me through to the clinic for the next part of my training, a particularly nice rebreather hood was zipped on suitable for an intense medical procedure. I didn’t even know I was ill, oh well, nurse knows best!

From my position on the couch, I could see Rubber Nurse moving, retrieving equipment and then I got a glimpse of the catheter. A Foley catheter I think. I knew now that the fantasy I had revealed all those weeks back was to be realised. I had got the t-shirt, read the book, seen the video, now I was to have 'been there and done that'.

The procedure was text-book. Maggie, as always, was scrupulously meticulous in the cleanliness and the procedure followed exactly one of the NHS videos I had viewed online. What they don't tell you in the video is the fantastic feeling as the catheter is, oh so gently, inserted and slithers its way deep inside and yet another bodily function is completely under your Mistresses control.


Once the catheter was nicely installed and juices flowing, I was made comfortable under the red latex operation sheet, Maggie removed my new friend and replaced it with an inflatable anal balloon with through tube, into which was bubbled some rather soapy Castile mild baby soap and plugged to keep it there. Yet another function now under Maggie’s control, and finally the inflatable gunmetal latex hood removed much of my hearing, I couldn't talk and I was left to meditate and accept that total control of all my functions rested in the very capable hands of a very capable Mistress with top and tail pumped up rather nicely.

I think the highlight of this session was provided after the hood had been removed. We walked downstairs and I was allowed to gently pedicure Mistresses feet. Passing me an emery board and with her bare feet positioned on my lap, Mistress Maggie had trusted me to gently file away some roughness and then apply foot cream to leave her feet soft and relaxed. All this whilst still plugged and catheterised. I am one very happy slave.