Planning, Preparation and Penetration

It was almost inevitable that at some stage in todays proceedings that Mistress Maggie would be attempting to widen my anal passage. Why? I have mentioned in previous blogs that the trusty red bobbled butt plug that I have been wearing for some time was becoming a loose fit, and Mistress had alerted me in the calling email in unambiguous terms - 

‘Nurse will be completing a number of preliminary tasks to aid with your deeper training.‘ 

But before we get to my 'stretching' exercises I should mention how even the most straightforward aspects of my training, that I thought I had mastered, can be changed in an instant by Mistress and, of course, I expect nothing less.

I refer to footwear worship. This was one of the earliest tasks that I’d become accomplished in and apart from the odd change in footwear; boots, shoes, high heeled shoes etc, I thought I had mastered the skill. Until today! Mistress was wearing a shiny (very shiny) pair of black boots. I have cleaned these several times with long passionate kisses and licks along the full length, before being allowed to move on to the next part of the session. 

This time, Mistress instructed me to concentrate on the toes, getting them really wet, to be shined later. OK no problem so far, lots of sloppy licks and kisses that's all. I thought it a change when Mistress then instructed me to blow both toes of the boots dry. So I huffed and I puffed and I dried them both off. Not finished Mistress then instructed me to polish them back to a high gloss... with my hair. All the while, my licking, blowing and polishing was being 'encouraged' with the occasional thwack of her leather two fingered tawse. Now that was a first, not the tawsing but the cleaning, and a task I put my heart and specifically my head into with both vigour and keenness. I think I pleased Maggie with the end results, because she looked down at my work and commented on the visible difference in shine. It was certainly a novel way of putting the shine back on a beautiful pair of boots. These little changes keep me very alert and entertained by Mistresses versatility, which is a constant reminder as to how lucky a slave I am.

Then DISASTER! I was dressing as instructed and had climbed into the legs of my red latex catsuit and as I was trying to insert my left arm the latex ripped. Not just a small tear. I effectively would lose 6 inches of sleeve and not many slaves can afford to lose 6"!!! Maggie, always capable of solving little problems like this had me follow her through to her fetish wardrobe, where amongst some of the clothes she has for her slaves, we retrieved a red Libidex XL suit. This fitted perfectly, and even though I say so myself it was far better than my own damaged suit. In this suit and matching socks and gloves Maggie insisted I take a look in the long mirror so I could see how resplendent I looked, ‘It looks like it was made for you slave’, she said. We vacated the Playroom and headed to the Clinic. Maggie had even provided a very fetching red hood so I was definitely her red slave. 

I got to wear that inflatable straitjacket which was as fabulous this time as have the, all too few previous, occasions that I have enjoyed that feeling. For now though and until I was settled properly on the couch, it remained uninflated and unbuckled. Today the couch looked rather intimidating, with its stirrups raised very high and wide so I would be fully exposed and available to my Mistress, but with no idea what stretching methods she would use. With the appropriate catsuit zip opened I was to lay down, carefully placing my legs in the wide open stirrups, where Mistress instantly buckled them in place. Her patient would be breathing through a red gas mask secured tightly under a red patent collar, and that completed my red'iness for anything. 

Mistress allowed me a few pumps of aroma and I relaxed. I am really delighted by the guidelines Maggie gave me on buying and using aromas when I was just still a relative novice, because each time they are administered they have the effect of not only relaxing me but deepening my devotion to my Mistress. They help me actually focus more on her amazing character, beauty and attributes. Thanks for your excellent advice Maggie and more puffs please.

Aromas relax me all over and are a clear winner when it comes to relaxing anal muscles, and I am sure this helped Mistress with the next phase of training. My own red bobbled plug went in very easily and with a load of lube was slowly worked at slowly and gently stimulating me. This was displaced by Nurse Maggie with a larger black bobbled model to help with the bigger girth that my asshole needs now. Then the Man Handler; this is long, thick and goes a long way in. Maggie expertly uses the handle to guide the massive phallus exactly where she wants and of course how deep it delves, and then Maggie's big red strap-on.

Maggie was wearing her striking natural coloured apron, and craftily stuck her strap-on to it by way of suction and gave her patient a close contact pounding. Plenty of lube, yet another pair of disposable latex gloves and more aroma puffs and we almost managed to get Mistress inside me with her gloved hand. Having seen the pictures I really wish I had endured that extra bit of stretching that would have been required for a whole fist up my bum. It almost gives me an orgasm just thinking how close my owner was to being able to undertake a proper internal examination. With more willpower on my part it won’t be long now, but I think Maggie was satisfied with our progress for now and moved on to stretching other, smaller openings. 

The gynae couch was adjusted for my next operation, and at last my straitjacketed arms were strapped across my chest, to make sure I wouldn’t be jumping off the table I was anchored down with the couches’ straps and covered with a thick rubber operating drape.

My foreskin is very tight. It took a little while for Mistress to get my foreskin retracted sufficiently to get sight of my urethra opening and allow the first Pratt sound to be inserted, accompanied by a good telling off with strict instructions to practice retracting said foreskin. Like the real expert that she is, Maggie carefully overcame this little problem and the first sound, size 21, steadily slid in. Not to be outsmarted by my undersize urethra, Mistress slid the tip of the second sound in before the 21 was fully removed and that worked perfectly. More playful sounding continued with numbers 23 and 24, and finally when size 25 slid home Maggie thought I had completed sufficient stretching for the day and we stopped at 25, which is apparently my largest sound that I have been able to accommodate so far. Mistress patted my cock, said she was pleased with her slaves performance and allowed me the luxury of having the vibrating sound as my final rewarding invader. Now that gave me a real buzz. 

Maggie had invested a little more time in all our stretching exercises which didn't really leave sufficient time for a full inflation, but Mistress did promise it for some time in the not too distant future.

To my surprise, when I rather tongue in cheek suggested it was Maggie's turn to lie on the couch after all that 'strenuous' afternoon activity, she didn't hesitate. Hanging up her apron to reveal her figure in shiny black latex, she rather elegantly replaced me on the couch, looking ever so tranquil and serene she gave me a quiet order. 'You can come and gently massage my legs slave', and the feel of the rubber as it rippled under my fingers was divine. Mistress deserves far more pampering by her slaves and it's always a privilege to be able to give a little back to her. After all, Maggie really does work hard on training her slaves and certainly on bringing me up to a reasonable slave standard. 

All in all, I really do have a lot to thank Mistress for and it was a delight to be able to help once again with tidying all the used latex items from the Clinic and giving it a wash, cleaning anything and everything that I could help with, essentially any  of the unseen jobs that she routinely does after all her sessions.

PS. I have been stretching my foreskin regularly on a daily basis and successfully and painlessly achieved retraction at least twice a day. I am pleased with that progress and hope Mistress Maggie finds an improvement to accessibility at the next appropriate opportunity. I have also ordered a replacement red suit from Libidex, slightly thicker, with wrist and ankle zips now included. I thought about ordering an identical suit to the one Maggie has in her wardrobe but I thought that the few differences would provide a little flexibility and variety. After all Maggie knows she can always shove me in her red latex suit if she prefers to recreate the 'today' look.