Day Two
Cunt was awoken at 9 AM. One of Mistress’ nameless submissives woke her up with a nice calm kiss on the cheek. It was a perfectly pleasant way to wake up, but it was oddly disappointing in its own way. She had paid to be tortured, after all. She was unsure of how to feel about this. She was also unsure of what was to come next.
“Mistress demands that you go see her right now,” said the submissive. Cunt began looking for her clothes, when the submissive added “Mistress will dress you.”
Cunt got up out of bed, covered in goosebumps, nipple stiff from the cold of the room, and walked out towards the main room. There, she found Mistress, sitting in a throne, waiting for her with a frustrated look on her face.
“Never make me wait again,” said Mistress, throwing something towards her. “Put it on.” It was a high-rise lace thong. She put it on, exposing her ass for all to see and covering up her Barbie doll crotch. As she was putting it on, she copped a feel of her new ass: those pills are a miracle!