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Nice report, thx.
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Report Numero Uno!
My Morning So Far:
In the beginning there was a kitten and that kitten had some tasks to do.
171 Spanks.
80 Edges
68 Mins of Plug Time
109 Minutes of Machine time.
This kitten (me! I'm the kitten. The main Cat-racter! Hehehe I'm hilarious!) Anyway! This kitten had a plan. She had her day all laid out.
Spanks first, Then Plug time, then start on the edges and then, machine! (Though that was always probably going to be Saturday morning!)
As promised, the kitten (Still me! You keeping up? Great!) logged into the chat!
There, seeing the kitten was sleepy and reluctant to get out of bed, the wonderful Miss Salty decided I (Switching to first person! Gasp!) should have some strokes to wake me up. 100 in fact, as this was such an effective wakeup tool for me the previous morning. =-_-= I accepted without question of course. (I whined about it.)
Then the best cottontail of chat, Bunzie appeared. Now you may have heard some rumours that I, mayhaps, have been the cause of Bunzie having to do an... amount of edges. And spanks. And more edges. And some toy warming. You know, vicious unfounded rumours!
Anyway! Unrelated to any of that, obviously, Bunzie added another 50 strokes to the total. Which I again, accepted with the grace and politeness you've all come to expect from me. (I sulked. Then huffed.)
THEN! Aussiedom made a request, apparently on the kitten hotline to add another 50! Unfortunately the phoneline was closed however, Salty SO HELPFULLY (<3) pointed out that he could leave a message =-_-='''
200. 200 strokes to start my day. I wasn't even outta bed. But, as I am the best most obedient kitten around (snrrrrrk) I got to work!
The problem was, I've been edged and stroked and spanked all week. I am uhm... pent up. A touch away from squirm. And I had 200 very nice touches to do. 50 in I was mewling. By 100 I was kicking my feet against the mattress in bratty protest. By 150 I couldn't think... which meant the last 50 I had to do by counting to 10 five times because it was all I could manage to make my brain do. =>///<=
Shush. It's not that funny! Hmmmph!
Then there was some discourse over the number of spanks I had to do! Apparently 171 was a displeasing number to the Bunzie bun. 175 was suggested, then 200, then 250! Which was ratified by her royal Saltyness. Who met my huff about it with the option to do her last number of spanks instead.
My huff retracted we moved on. Ahem.
I scooted off to get some breakfast then! (And tormented a doll and a lemur. They had it coming.) Cleaned the kitchen. (I didn't even HAVE maid duty today!) and finally, fiiiiinally made it to the shower!
Where Bunzie rewarded me with some toy warming time! =-_-= Such a.... wonderful reward.
We learned the other night that I can quite successfully shower without ever moving off the suction cup dildo fixed to the tiles in the shower =x-x= Isn't learning fun? So I did just that. It took less than two minutes for that toy to feel AMAZING and I so wanted to ride it and just touch and have a deeply satisfying, knee trembling orgasm right there in the shower....mm.... but... SIGH... I was good! I now have a nice needy ache for my troubles as a reward!
Then I came back toooo, a task from Bunzie. A task that is so well written, that it will not be shoved in between tasks. It will get its own time after my thread tasks.
And due to the rule of 'Good kitten's don't orgasm if they have outstanding tasks' the task is now between me and release after my thread tasks! mrrrph!
And that's my morning so far! Now I'll get on to the actual thread tasks!
My Morning So Far:
In the beginning there was a kitten and that kitten had some tasks to do.
171 Spanks.
80 Edges
68 Mins of Plug Time
109 Minutes of Machine time.
This kitten (me! I'm the kitten. The main Cat-racter! Hehehe I'm hilarious!) Anyway! This kitten had a plan. She had her day all laid out.
Spanks first, Then Plug time, then start on the edges and then, machine! (Though that was always probably going to be Saturday morning!)
As promised, the kitten (Still me! You keeping up? Great!) logged into the chat!
There, seeing the kitten was sleepy and reluctant to get out of bed, the wonderful Miss Salty decided I (Switching to first person! Gasp!) should have some strokes to wake me up. 100 in fact, as this was such an effective wakeup tool for me the previous morning. =-_-= I accepted without question of course. (I whined about it.)
Then the best cottontail of chat, Bunzie appeared. Now you may have heard some rumours that I, mayhaps, have been the cause of Bunzie having to do an... amount of edges. And spanks. And more edges. And some toy warming. You know, vicious unfounded rumours!
Anyway! Unrelated to any of that, obviously, Bunzie added another 50 strokes to the total. Which I again, accepted with the grace and politeness you've all come to expect from me. (I sulked. Then huffed.)
THEN! Aussiedom made a request, apparently on the kitten hotline to add another 50! Unfortunately the phoneline was closed however, Salty SO HELPFULLY (<3) pointed out that he could leave a message =-_-='''
200. 200 strokes to start my day. I wasn't even outta bed. But, as I am the best most obedient kitten around (snrrrrrk) I got to work!
The problem was, I've been edged and stroked and spanked all week. I am uhm... pent up. A touch away from squirm. And I had 200 very nice touches to do. 50 in I was mewling. By 100 I was kicking my feet against the mattress in bratty protest. By 150 I couldn't think... which meant the last 50 I had to do by counting to 10 five times because it was all I could manage to make my brain do. =>///<=
Shush. It's not that funny! Hmmmph!
Then there was some discourse over the number of spanks I had to do! Apparently 171 was a displeasing number to the Bunzie bun. 175 was suggested, then 200, then 250! Which was ratified by her royal Saltyness. Who met my huff about it with the option to do her last number of spanks instead.
My huff retracted we moved on. Ahem.
I scooted off to get some breakfast then! (And tormented a doll and a lemur. They had it coming.) Cleaned the kitchen. (I didn't even HAVE maid duty today!) and finally, fiiiiinally made it to the shower!
Where Bunzie rewarded me with some toy warming time! =-_-= Such a.... wonderful reward.
We learned the other night that I can quite successfully shower without ever moving off the suction cup dildo fixed to the tiles in the shower =x-x= Isn't learning fun? So I did just that. It took less than two minutes for that toy to feel AMAZING and I so wanted to ride it and just touch and have a deeply satisfying, knee trembling orgasm right there in the shower....mm.... but... SIGH... I was good! I now have a nice needy ache
Then I came back toooo, a task from Bunzie. A task that is so well written, that it will not be shoved in between tasks. It will get its own time after my thread tasks.
And due to the rule of 'Good kitten's don't orgasm if they have outstanding tasks' the task is now between me and release after my thread tasks! mrrrph!
And that's my morning so far! Now I'll get on to the actual thread tasks!
KinkKitten
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Report Two: The Spankening.
Or, Kitten gets reminded she's a sucker for discipline.
So if you've been following along dear readers you will be aware that my spanks went from 171 to 250 with some timely intervention of a certain bunny and the Saltiest of chips!
So, fresh and clean from the shower, and primed from the previous exercises of the morning It was finally time to do my spanks.
Tool of choice: The paddle brush. Targets? Cheeks, sit spot and back of thighs.
I assumed the position on the bed! Face down, rear up! Tailed raised is the correct position for any kitten really! Or bunny for that matter, I think you'll all agree.
I started with an alternating spank routine, switching between each cheek for the first 50 strikes. They stung a surprising amount to begin with. I think I perfected the little flick needed with the handle of the brush of the paddle to hit just right! I guess it's true what they say! Practice maks perfect.
After the first 50 I moved to tens on each cheek to bring us up to 70. Then the same on the back of my thighs bringing us up to 90!
Yow! I was already beginning to get tender but it was at this point all my subby buttons were being pushed as I remembered my first spankings I ever earned.
I'd earned them on Gd in my very early days of kink exploration for being a sassy kitten - right after I had my mouth soaped for said sass. Discipline. Oh no. I'd forgotten. I go weak in the knees for a punishment I've earned. For a firm hand guiding me to be good. For my bratting to be met, with calm correction and that word... what was it again? Oh yeah! Consequences! For, my, own, good. *melt*
I'm sure you're surprised to learn that I've earned... one or two spanks in my time. Both online and from IRL play partners. A flat hand to my rear for my smart mouth. Over a knee for bratting all day. Mm!
Hadn't I earned these? All that chaos and mischief I'd been dishing out. Well this was the result! With that thought humming in my little kitty brain the next strikes were right to my sit-spot. Unforgiving and firm. 20 swats for a kitten to learn her lesson. And gosh I might... for a little while at least. =^-^=;;
That brought us to 110! I took a moment. Just a second to exhale. Then I redoubled my efforts. 20s to each cheek. 150. Tens to the back of my thighs. 170. Another 30 to my sit spot. 200. 50 to go.... well... 25 of the firmest swats I could muster on myself to each cheek. The kind someone else with the brush might deliver. The kind a naughty kitten gets when the spanking isn't funishment time, but a lesson! mm!
Gosh! I am so very squirmy now sitting here writing this, and every squirm, every wiggle, reminds me my tush is all tender and spanked.
As it should be.
Or, Kitten gets reminded she's a sucker for discipline.
So if you've been following along dear readers you will be aware that my spanks went from 171 to 250 with some timely intervention of a certain bunny and the Saltiest of chips!
So, fresh and clean from the shower, and primed from the previous exercises of the morning It was finally time to do my spanks.
Tool of choice: The paddle brush. Targets? Cheeks, sit spot and back of thighs.
I assumed the position on the bed! Face down, rear up! Tailed raised is the correct position for any kitten really! Or bunny for that matter, I think you'll all agree.
I started with an alternating spank routine, switching between each cheek for the first 50 strikes. They stung a surprising amount to begin with. I think I perfected the little flick needed with the handle of the brush of the paddle to hit just right! I guess it's true what they say! Practice maks perfect.
After the first 50 I moved to tens on each cheek to bring us up to 70. Then the same on the back of my thighs bringing us up to 90!
Yow! I was already beginning to get tender but it was at this point all my subby buttons were being pushed as I remembered my first spankings I ever earned.
I'd earned them on Gd in my very early days of kink exploration for being a sassy kitten - right after I had my mouth soaped for said sass. Discipline. Oh no. I'd forgotten. I go weak in the knees for a punishment I've earned. For a firm hand guiding me to be good. For my bratting to be met, with calm correction and that word... what was it again? Oh yeah! Consequences! For, my, own, good. *melt*
I'm sure you're surprised to learn that I've earned... one or two spanks in my time. Both online and from IRL play partners. A flat hand to my rear for my smart mouth. Over a knee for bratting all day. Mm!
Hadn't I earned these? All that chaos and mischief I'd been dishing out. Well this was the result! With that thought humming in my little kitty brain the next strikes were right to my sit-spot. Unforgiving and firm. 20 swats for a kitten to learn her lesson. And gosh I might... for a little while at least. =^-^=;;
That brought us to 110! I took a moment. Just a second to exhale. Then I redoubled my efforts. 20s to each cheek. 150. Tens to the back of my thighs. 170. Another 30 to my sit spot. 200. 50 to go.... well... 25 of the firmest swats I could muster on myself to each cheek. The kind someone else with the brush might deliver. The kind a naughty kitten gets when the spanking isn't funishment time, but a lesson! mm!
Gosh! I am so very squirmy now sitting here writing this, and every squirm, every wiggle, reminds me my tush is all tender and spanked.
As it should be.
KinkKitten
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Report Trios: The One With The Plug
Disclaimer my brain is currently a milkshake of desperate, and horny, that has been vibrated at various frequencies for a little over an hour.
So this may not be my finest work! Blame the cottontail and a mysterious stranger!
This report is brought to you today by the number 68 (The number of minutes I had to be plugged) and the letters O. M. and G.
I own two lovense hush. The large one and the smaller one. For the purposes of over an hour of plug time, I picked the smaller one.
Wouldn't you know it, thanks to Bunzie having me do some toy warming, my rear was super ready to take the plug.
Instantly I could feel the cool lube and the head of the toy probing all the most sensitive spots inside me as it slipped into place. I shoulda gotten someone to warm THIS toy- oh wait... that's still my job. =-_-=
I slipped my panties back on and took my seat at my desk.
A multi-person link was easy to set up via my phone and I dropped it into the thread, as I said I would. Nobody logged on initially. Like somehow it wasn't advertised or chat alerted to its presence. Totally wild right? So weird. Anyhoo! I clicked into it with my PC to start the timer.
Easy peasy and because I was a good sport I turned the vibe on low.
I sort of thought I'd gotten away with it. =>->= Chat was slow and I wasn't talking in there, as I was trying to not focus on the plug. Theeeeeeen Bunzie found the link. Spoilers chat, I had not in fact gotten away with anything. The bunnie was quick to find what frequencies made me mewl.
Then, oh, then, we had a mysterious stranger join and between them and Bunzie, my brain got well and truly scrambled.
Sentences started to be cut off mid word as the pair, with their very different control styles, kept me guessing. I nearly begged. More than once. But I didn't know what I was begging for and wouldn't have been able to form more than 'Please, please, I'll be a good girl.' Which is sort of redundant when you ARE already being a good girl being used like a good toy for entertainment. See my problem?
I arched my back, trying to wiggle away from stimulation but of course it was inside me. So it came with me. No matter how I wiggled or squirmed the pair could tease me. Inescapable.
Then the worst thing happened. I... have a point I can reach with anal play where it's like... an edge. I think it is an edge. I think if I ever found a way past it I'd have a full anal orgasm. If I was allowed touch elsewhere, Id have orgasmed. Hard. However. I wasn't. So, with just anal stimulation? I ended up in an edge that just... didn't stop. It crashed against that barrier over and over and over and over. Leaving me so desperate, so frustrated, so teased that I left a damp spot in my panties.
At that point my brain stopped working and I was told to just be a good kitty. A good toy. Desperate and squirming. No thoughts. I let go. Mewled. Squirmed. Writhed on the edge. A good, drippy toy, used for entertainment.
The last 15 minutes or so are a haze of that heady, subby, desperate fog. As I was teased however the pair wished. Unable to do a thing but accept it.
Then the time was up and it was report time. What's amusing is looking back on the report and seeing my brain start to recover in real time! =^-^='''
I am, of course, still plugged as I type. That's only right!
And last but not least! Thank you Bunzie and the mysterious stranger for playing with me! <3
I hope you enjoyed this little toy very much!
Disclaimer my brain is currently a milkshake of desperate, and horny, that has been vibrated at various frequencies for a little over an hour.
So this may not be my finest work! Blame the cottontail and a mysterious stranger!
This report is brought to you today by the number 68 (The number of minutes I had to be plugged) and the letters O. M. and G.
I own two lovense hush. The large one and the smaller one. For the purposes of over an hour of plug time, I picked the smaller one.
Wouldn't you know it, thanks to Bunzie having me do some toy warming, my rear was super ready to take the plug.
Instantly I could feel the cool lube and the head of the toy probing all the most sensitive spots inside me as it slipped into place. I shoulda gotten someone to warm THIS toy- oh wait... that's still my job. =-_-=
I slipped my panties back on and took my seat at my desk.
A multi-person link was easy to set up via my phone and I dropped it into the thread, as I said I would. Nobody logged on initially. Like somehow it wasn't advertised or chat alerted to its presence. Totally wild right? So weird. Anyhoo! I clicked into it with my PC to start the timer.
Easy peasy and because I was a good sport I turned the vibe on low.
I sort of thought I'd gotten away with it. =>->= Chat was slow and I wasn't talking in there, as I was trying to not focus on the plug. Theeeeeeen Bunzie found the link. Spoilers chat, I had not in fact gotten away with anything. The bunnie was quick to find what frequencies made me mewl.
Then, oh, then, we had a mysterious stranger join and between them and Bunzie, my brain got well and truly scrambled.
Sentences started to be cut off mid word as the pair, with their very different control styles, kept me guessing. I nearly begged. More than once. But I didn't know what I was begging for and wouldn't have been able to form more than 'Please, please, I'll be a good girl.' Which is sort of redundant when you ARE already being a good girl being used like a good toy for entertainment. See my problem?
I arched my back, trying to wiggle away from stimulation but of course it was inside me. So it came with me. No matter how I wiggled or squirmed the pair could tease me. Inescapable.
Then the worst thing happened. I... have a point I can reach with anal play where it's like... an edge. I think it is an edge. I think if I ever found a way past it I'd have a full anal orgasm. If I was allowed touch elsewhere, Id have orgasmed. Hard. However. I wasn't. So, with just anal stimulation? I ended up in an edge that just... didn't stop. It crashed against that barrier over and over and over and over. Leaving me so desperate, so frustrated, so teased that I left a damp spot in my panties.
At that point my brain stopped working and I was told to just be a good kitty. A good toy. Desperate and squirming. No thoughts. I let go. Mewled. Squirmed. Writhed on the edge. A good, drippy toy, used for entertainment.
The last 15 minutes or so are a haze of that heady, subby, desperate fog. As I was teased however the pair wished. Unable to do a thing but accept it.
Then the time was up and it was report time. What's amusing is looking back on the report and seeing my brain start to recover in real time! =^-^='''
I am, of course, still plugged as I type. That's only right!
And last but not least! Thank you Bunzie and the mysterious stranger for playing with me! <3
I hope you enjoyed this little toy very much!
KinkKitten
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Report Quartro
The first 20 Edges.
Firstly. Lets get this out in the open. Clear the air. Hard facts. Brass tacks.
SULK
Ok Now we've established that, on to the report. My head is fuzzy! Because you see, today, I have been stroked, spanked, plugged, buzzed, had corner time, and now, edged 20 times!
This report isn't me taking a break. No sire-eeee! Nope! I definitely have worthwhile and amusing words to put here. Not waiting for my brain to reboot.I want to cum so bad.
I was recently introduced to Natalie Mars as a performer so the first 20 edges were done watching her content and machine work. (The introduction to her stuff was apparently so I could use her as a role model and end goal. =-///-= hmmph!)
The first ten seemed to come... a little quick. Even I was surprised. Though looking back on the week and the day I shouldn't be. The next ten? Seconds apart. Barely a few moments of the wand or touching and the edge came. Hard. Twice I nearly slipped over the clifface of pleasure. Hence the report break! Or I was going to make a mess =>///<=
Anyway... 20 done... 60 to go!
The first 20 Edges.
Firstly. Lets get this out in the open. Clear the air. Hard facts. Brass tacks.
SULK
Ok Now we've established that, on to the report. My head is fuzzy! Because you see, today, I have been stroked, spanked, plugged, buzzed, had corner time, and now, edged 20 times!
This report isn't me taking a break. No sire-eeee! Nope! I definitely have worthwhile and amusing words to put here. Not waiting for my brain to reboot.
I was recently introduced to Natalie Mars as a performer so the first 20 edges were done watching her content and machine work. (The introduction to her stuff was apparently so I could use her as a role model and end goal. =-///-= hmmph!)
The first ten seemed to come... a little quick. Even I was surprised. Though looking back on the week and the day I shouldn't be. The next ten? Seconds apart. Barely a few moments of the wand or touching and the edge came. Hard. Twice I nearly slipped over the clifface of pleasure. Hence the report break! Or I was going to make a mess =>///<=
Anyway... 20 done... 60 to go!
It's delightful to see how much you struggle.
KinkKitten
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Im super glad you're enjoying it! =^-^=
I'm eagerly waiting to read how exhausted and spent you'll be when you'll do that edges and the machine! ^^
KinkKitten
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Reporto Fivo!
Or how Kitten found her limit.
So In previous edging sessions I think I have maxed out at 32. That is to say, I had 32 edges I had to do, and I did them in one session.
It wasn't the upper limit of my edging. Just the most I'd ever done in one go.
Of course, I had not been through the type of week and indeed day I have been today when I did them.
For those of you who have been reading along at home, you will know, that I have been stroked, spanked, plugged, buzzed, had corner time, and now, edged 20 times. That just today! So I'd done a lot before attempting round two of edges.
From edge 1 (21) I felt I had to be careful. I hit it in seconds and the following edges happened faster and faster. My brain shut off, as I fell into the rhythm of edge, stop, edge, stop. Slow, steady, careful. That got me up to 10 edges. It was slow going because of the pauses and giving myself time to reset. I didn't want to go over the edge! Well, no, that's not true. I DID want to. In a spectacular orgasm. But I wasn't ALLOWED.
I'm a lot of things, but I don't break the rules!
It was edge 47 that surprised me. I hit the edge and then felt that pressure rise sharply from my lower abdomen. An orgasm about to erupt. Except my hands were now off. No more touching. It seemed the normal method wasn't going to stop it. I froze and took deep breaths, sort of clenching the muscles between my legs, not daring to move. It subsided after a moment but it FELT close. Like the slightest wrong touch would have had me hurtle over the edge. I've never reached that point before. I don't dare try another one tonight so that leaves my grand total for today at +47!
Phew what a day! I am one sleepy kitten!
Or how Kitten found her limit.
So In previous edging sessions I think I have maxed out at 32. That is to say, I had 32 edges I had to do, and I did them in one session.
It wasn't the upper limit of my edging. Just the most I'd ever done in one go.
Of course, I had not been through the type of week and indeed day I have been today when I did them.
For those of you who have been reading along at home, you will know, that I have been stroked, spanked, plugged, buzzed, had corner time, and now, edged 20 times. That just today! So I'd done a lot before attempting round two of edges.
From edge 1 (21) I felt I had to be careful. I hit it in seconds and the following edges happened faster and faster. My brain shut off, as I fell into the rhythm of edge, stop, edge, stop. Slow, steady, careful. That got me up to 10 edges. It was slow going because of the pauses and giving myself time to reset. I didn't want to go over the edge! Well, no, that's not true. I DID want to. In a spectacular orgasm. But I wasn't ALLOWED.
I'm a lot of things, but I don't break the rules!
It was edge 47 that surprised me. I hit the edge and then felt that pressure rise sharply from my lower abdomen. An orgasm about to erupt. Except my hands were now off. No more touching. It seemed the normal method wasn't going to stop it. I froze and took deep breaths, sort of clenching the muscles between my legs, not daring to move. It subsided after a moment but it FELT close. Like the slightest wrong touch would have had me hurtle over the edge. I've never reached that point before. I don't dare try another one tonight so that leaves my grand total for today at +47!
Phew what a day! I am one sleepy kitten!
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That 'muscles between your legs' is the Kegel one. The stronger it is, the best off you are: Kegel infos and exercices
I do hope that if you had come over the edge, you'd ruined it, it seems, but most, would have licked it clean, right?
I do hope that if you had come over the edge, you'd ruined it, it seems, but most, would have licked it clean, right?
KinkKitten
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Ohhhhh! Thank you!That 'muscles between your legs' is the Kegel one. The stronger it is, the best off you are: Kegel infos and exercices
I do hope that if you had come over the edge, you'd ruined it, it seems, but most, would have licked it clean, right?
If I was to slip over the edge I think it'd end up a ruin just by how hard I'd fight it!
KinkKitten
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Day Two!
Report One!
Kitten's log, star date, 5678!
Today is machine day! A day for the machine. A day in which the Kitten (That's me for all you new peeps!) must do 109 minutes of machine based play time.
The machine in questiuon, is a Lovense Mini sex machine. That's right. Otherwise known as a fuck machine. Because it activates and I mewl 'Fuuuuuck...!'
The thread weighted heavily in favour of the machine so that means I have A LOT of time. Now I've not used it THAT much so I actually don't know where I sit on endurance whilst using it. I guess we're finding out today. Thankfully though, I was reminded that I dooooo have a mouth that needs training too. So the longer I can do with my mouth, the less I have to do with my kitty rear! It's a sort of Hobson's choice. Save my rear, train my throat, or avoid the machine powered deep throats and doom my tight butt.
So. Decisions decision dear reader! I opted for round one with some throat training!
Today I'm in snug black panties, stripy knee highs and a black tee! Perfect attire to get on my knees and take a toy to the tonsils repeatedly.
(Remember oh reader, dress for the job you want!)
Anyway, with a timer set, the machine primed, and the kitten on her knees, mouth full of toy, I turned the speed knob up.
Oh. Oh no. A machine keeps a pace you see. An unrelenting pace. A 'sorry kitten you're not done until we say so' pace. My eyes watered as the toy hit the back of my throat. Fun fact, this machine is a marvel of engineering. When it feels resistance it sort of, prolongs the apex of the thrust. Just as you'd get naturally. So you get that nice, deep, push. Ack!
That was great and all but this was my throat you stupid machine!
Ugh... there was so much drool and I felt so used... I paused a moment and checked the timer...
Two. Minutes.
Crud. Poop. Heck. Frick.
I got back in position and turned it back on. I lasted seven minutes total in round one. There was so much drool coating the toy and running down my chin that when I pulled back from it, a thick string of saliva lingered between my lips and the head of the toy. Oh gosh...
I took a moment then, to catch my breath. Get some chocolate. Check in with chat. (Earn 50 spanks as my new morning routine from Salty.)
Then I asked Silky to roll the dice. Round 2! 1-3 would be more throat training. 2-3 we'd move to my rear.
Silky rolled a 2 and thusly my fate was sealed for the second session.
I got back to my knees and slipped the toy into my mouth and turned the machine on. Gyak, gyak, gyak, the sound of a kitten having her throat fucked by an uncaring machine. A machine that didn't care about her little whimpers, or how she was trying to be so good and control her breathing.
This session went on. Or at least it seemed to! I managed a full ten minutes this time which was a fraction of the time it felt like. I sat back on my knees, hands neatly on my thighs. It's important when training to preform all movements correctly after all. I waited another minute, as I would waiting to be dismissed and then cleaned myself up.
17 minutes down! My jaw aches! Hmmph!!
Report One!
Kitten's log, star date, 5678!
Today is machine day! A day for the machine. A day in which the Kitten (That's me for all you new peeps!) must do 109 minutes of machine based play time.
The machine in questiuon, is a Lovense Mini sex machine. That's right. Otherwise known as a fuck machine. Because it activates and I mewl 'Fuuuuuck...!'
The thread weighted heavily in favour of the machine so that means I have A LOT of time. Now I've not used it THAT much so I actually don't know where I sit on endurance whilst using it. I guess we're finding out today. Thankfully though, I was reminded that I dooooo have a mouth that needs training too. So the longer I can do with my mouth, the less I have to do with my kitty rear! It's a sort of Hobson's choice. Save my rear, train my throat, or avoid the machine powered deep throats and doom my tight butt.
So. Decisions decision dear reader! I opted for round one with some throat training!
Today I'm in snug black panties, stripy knee highs and a black tee! Perfect attire to get on my knees and take a toy to the tonsils repeatedly.
(Remember oh reader, dress for the job you want!)
Anyway, with a timer set, the machine primed, and the kitten on her knees, mouth full of toy, I turned the speed knob up.
Oh. Oh no. A machine keeps a pace you see. An unrelenting pace. A 'sorry kitten you're not done until we say so' pace. My eyes watered as the toy hit the back of my throat. Fun fact, this machine is a marvel of engineering. When it feels resistance it sort of, prolongs the apex of the thrust. Just as you'd get naturally. So you get that nice, deep, push. Ack!
That was great and all but this was my throat you stupid machine!
Ugh... there was so much drool and I felt so used... I paused a moment and checked the timer...
Two. Minutes.
Crud. Poop. Heck. Frick.
I got back in position and turned it back on. I lasted seven minutes total in round one. There was so much drool coating the toy and running down my chin that when I pulled back from it, a thick string of saliva lingered between my lips and the head of the toy. Oh gosh...
I took a moment then, to catch my breath. Get some chocolate. Check in with chat. (Earn 50 spanks as my new morning routine from Salty.)
Then I asked Silky to roll the dice. Round 2! 1-3 would be more throat training. 2-3 we'd move to my rear.
Silky rolled a 2 and thusly my fate was sealed for the second session.
I got back to my knees and slipped the toy into my mouth and turned the machine on. Gyak, gyak, gyak, the sound of a kitten having her throat fucked by an uncaring machine. A machine that didn't care about her little whimpers, or how she was trying to be so good and control her breathing.
This session went on. Or at least it seemed to! I managed a full ten minutes this time which was a fraction of the time it felt like. I sat back on my knees, hands neatly on my thighs. It's important when training to preform all movements correctly after all. I waited another minute, as I would waiting to be dismissed and then cleaned myself up.
17 minutes down! My jaw aches! Hmmph!!
KinkKitten
A menace
Day two, Report Deux.
Or, Kitten Becomes Chat's play thing.
Sooooo after the adventures in machine assisted learning it was time for part deux. This is the part you've all been waiting for. The moment the kitten gets her ass pounded.
I've got a pretty good setup for the machine that allows me to be in the prime kitten position to be claimed! Face down, tail raised!
Once in position, I lubed up the dildo and then wiggled onto the waiting toy. Mmmph... it's a good fit. I turned the knob onto the lowest speed and let it work in and out of me just to get warmed up.
Then, oh ho, then dear reader. I logged into chat. I had promised after all and I do always try keep my promises. It's a magical cat girl thing.
What I didn't expect was the Bunzie bun to be primed and ready. She lead the charge and guided a desperate kitten through the session, for all the chat to enjoy. The first command? A minute at higher speed. Mew! That took the fight out of me a little. The toy was, somewhat, anatomically correct, so I had the 'joy' of feeling it slap balls deep into me, over and over and over.
There were calls for me to be kept like that. Mewling. Desperate. Oh so good. Comments that I was 'So much nicer' like that. That I was cute, adorable. I couldn't snap back with any clever one liners. Between Bunzie's well placed words, the command to up the toy to the sweet spot speed, and all the cooing from chat, I was helpless. My words failed me. My brain fogged. I was responsive.... obedient! Right in front of those I had tormented. Ugh!! =>///0= Every chat given pet made me want to nuzzle like a desperate pet.
It was humiliating. And hot as all hell. Mewling like a helpless kitten, pleading for the whole chat to see. The brat of brats! The mischief kitten! Brought to heel on the end of a toy, like a good pet. Good girl time indeed...!! HUFF!
I'll be honest the rest of time passed in a desperate haze of whimpers and mewls. Until, Bunzie had me take the second dildo into my mouth to give it some attention for the last five minutes. My cheeks burned with a blush - because I know she knows! She knows very well that was an effective way to silence me. To let me take the last of my time as a helpless, quiet, good kitten. *pout*
Once the time was up I lay there panting, toy firmly pushed inside me, where the thrust of the toy had stopped. Eventually I managed to get myself up and off I went to get some aftercare! (That's important after a big session dear reader! Get that chocolate and water ready before hand! Thankfully not my first play session! Easter eggie joy as a reward!)
Now.... Just the edges and.... the task from The Easter Bunzie.
Or, Kitten Becomes Chat's play thing.
Sooooo after the adventures in machine assisted learning it was time for part deux. This is the part you've all been waiting for. The moment the kitten gets her ass pounded.
I've got a pretty good setup for the machine that allows me to be in the prime kitten position to be claimed! Face down, tail raised!
Once in position, I lubed up the dildo and then wiggled onto the waiting toy. Mmmph... it's a good fit. I turned the knob onto the lowest speed and let it work in and out of me just to get warmed up.
Then, oh ho, then dear reader. I logged into chat. I had promised after all and I do always try keep my promises. It's a magical cat girl thing.
What I didn't expect was the Bunzie bun to be primed and ready. She lead the charge and guided a desperate kitten through the session, for all the chat to enjoy. The first command? A minute at higher speed. Mew! That took the fight out of me a little. The toy was, somewhat, anatomically correct, so I had the 'joy' of feeling it slap balls deep into me, over and over and over.
There were calls for me to be kept like that. Mewling. Desperate. Oh so good. Comments that I was 'So much nicer' like that. That I was cute, adorable. I couldn't snap back with any clever one liners. Between Bunzie's well placed words, the command to up the toy to the sweet spot speed, and all the cooing from chat, I was helpless. My words failed me. My brain fogged. I was responsive.... obedient! Right in front of those I had tormented. Ugh!! =>///0= Every chat given pet made me want to nuzzle like a desperate pet.
It was humiliating. And hot as all hell. Mewling like a helpless kitten, pleading for the whole chat to see. The brat of brats! The mischief kitten! Brought to heel on the end of a toy, like a good pet. Good girl time indeed...!! HUFF!
I'll be honest the rest of time passed in a desperate haze of whimpers and mewls. Until, Bunzie had me take the second dildo into my mouth to give it some attention for the last five minutes. My cheeks burned with a blush - because I know she knows! She knows very well that was an effective way to silence me. To let me take the last of my time as a helpless, quiet, good kitten. *pout*
Once the time was up I lay there panting, toy firmly pushed inside me, where the thrust of the toy had stopped. Eventually I managed to get myself up and off I went to get some aftercare! (That's important after a big session dear reader! Get that chocolate and water ready before hand! Thankfully not my first play session! Easter eggie joy as a reward!)
Now.... Just the edges and.... the task from The Easter Bunzie.
KinkKitten
A menace
Day Two, Ménage à trois
Or, Edges, the Final Frontier!
So of course, after all the machine time, the desperate mewls and the chat fun, I still had the edges to finish.
33 between me and completing all my thread based tasks!
This definitely was a wand operation, if for no other reason than my arms are still trembling from being leaned forward on the bed for so long during the machine task!
Wand, level two, stat!
It was...next level sensations. Number one hit in seconds but it felt so different. Like a gentle rise of pleasure that I had to stop before the peak. I think, had I allowed it to continue I would have had the best orgasm of my life! =>-<= Instead I had to stop! *grumble*
The following edges were not so kind. I was so sensitive and they were SO intense. That almost made it easier to stop though! It was a form of sweet, sweet suffering.
Now, my brain is mush, and my panties need changing. So I'm gonna go do that and eat an easter egg!
And with that I have completed my entire list of thread tasks! PHEW!
Thank you so much to everyone who got involved in the thread and / or playing with me as I did the tasks!
I won't be in a hurry to do another one as I recover!
Now then... a bunny task is between me and my orgasm!
Or, Edges, the Final Frontier!
So of course, after all the machine time, the desperate mewls and the chat fun, I still had the edges to finish.
33 between me and completing all my thread based tasks!
This definitely was a wand operation, if for no other reason than my arms are still trembling from being leaned forward on the bed for so long during the machine task!
Wand, level two, stat!
It was...next level sensations. Number one hit in seconds but it felt so different. Like a gentle rise of pleasure that I had to stop before the peak. I think, had I allowed it to continue I would have had the best orgasm of my life! =>-<= Instead I had to stop! *grumble*
The following edges were not so kind. I was so sensitive and they were SO intense. That almost made it easier to stop though! It was a form of sweet, sweet suffering.
Now, my brain is mush, and my panties need changing. So I'm gonna go do that and eat an easter egg!
And with that I have completed my entire list of thread tasks! PHEW!
Thank you so much to everyone who got involved in the thread and / or playing with me as I did the tasks!
I won't be in a hurry to do another one as I recover!
Now then... a bunny task is between me and my orgasm!
Thanks for the entertaining reports. Looking forward to read more of your sufferings.
makemesquirm
Well-known member
These reports have been so so fun to read! I hope you have the best orgasm ever when the time comes 
KinkKitten
A menace
Thank you so much! Im so glad people enjoyed the reports!These reports have been so so fun to read! I hope you have the best orgasm ever when the time comes
Also the orgasm was amazing!
KinkKitten
A menace
Hehehe! So happy they were enjoyed! Not sure how quick I'll jump at another thread though!Thanks for the entertaining reports. Looking forward to read more of your sufferings.