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MY NEW PERSONAL TRAINER, PART 6
by Zenna Swallows
19 December
I'm still trying to get my head around what happened yesterday. I'm now
in possession of two things I would never have imagined I could have. A
key to the silver cage fastened tight around my friend Ashlee's clitty.
And a cage of my own! I mean, one of those on their own would be mind
blowing. But both together? Wow!
It might seem obvious that I'd be mostly thinking about my own cage right
now. And it's certainly hard to ignore, jingling away inside my panties!
I find I keep staring at my crotch, expecting to see a big lump there -
but since I'm already used to tucking my clitty away between my legs, and
I can still do that, there isn't too much to see. It's not uncomfortable
as such either, just - noticeable. I can imagine that wearing it for
weeks on end might be a problem, but Daddy's already told me I can take
it off every couple of days, at least for a short time, to wash it and
make sure it's not chafing, especially the ring that fits very tightly at
the base of my clitty.
But even so, what I'm thinking about a whole lot more is the awesome
responsibility I've taken on by agreeing to be Ashlee's keyholder. I
really wasn't sure I should do it, but she pretty well begged me! Even
then, I might have said no, but Joy said that I should feel very proud to
be given that trust by Ashlee, and she was confident I would do a good
job. I was given a letter that explained my responsibilities, and it was
pretty weighty stuff, including being sure never to lose the key, not
giving it or even showing it to strangers, and so on. (In terms of
keeping it safe, I'm going to put it in a heart-shaped locket attached to
a chain which I'll try to wear around my neck all the time, except maybe
when I'm in the shower.) Joy did though explain that because I had a cage
of my own, there were some special instructions that she would have to
withhold from me - apparently some things that I would need to learn from
experience, rather than spoil whatever surprises may be in store for me.
Speaking of surprises, Daddy has told me that we're going to have some
time off from going to bed together, and even from me giving him the
suckjobs I know he loves so much. It's so I can get used to my cage, but
also to prepare me for what he's promised to be "something very special
indeed"! I'm very sad to miss out on playing with his lovely cock. But
I'm totally ready to wait for whatever it is he has in store for me - and
perhaps when I find out, I'll have to arrange something similar for
Ashlee!
20 December
I'm still trying to get over the wonderful meal we had last night. To
make up for not going to bed together, Daddy took me out to the most
incredible restaurant. It was very posh, with lots of glamorous people
dressed in the most amazing clothes. Daddy had bought himself a new suit
and a spectacular red dress for me, with a split skirt to show off my
legs and rose gold ankle-tied sandals - and we still felt underdressed!
The food - French apparently - was delicious, if sometimes a little rich.
My favourite was the amazing tart we had for dessert, along with this
sweet, golden wine that was truly wonderful - just the best thing I've
ever tasted! (Not that I've had a lot of wine!)I got a glimpse of the
menu, but there must have been a typo or something, because I'm sure the
price I saw couldn't have been right - surely nobody would pay that much!
Especially for something called Chatty Cum! I think that was what Daddy
called it anyway. I did wonder about whether we could afford to eat
there, but Daddy insisted that I was earning enough for us to have some
"treats" every now and again.
One thing struck me at the restaurant, as I was looking around. There
were so many handsome men and beautiful women dining there (and serving
us too - every single one of the waiting staff looked like a model).
Seeing them made me wonder why I find my stepfather so attractive. I mean
he's sweet and kind. But he's also quite old, with skinny arms and legs,
a big belly that makes it hard to get his pants on, and hair in all the
wrong places - not much on his head, way too much in his nose and ears,
for instance. Despite all my best efforts with the clippers, I should
say. And yet I wouldn't swap him for anyone! It's almost like there's a
little voice in my head that reminds me of how wonderful he is, every
time I think about him!
Anyway, it was lovely to drift off to sleep listening to my motivation
tapes and thinking about how good he is to me.
21 December
I got back late as usual from a visit to Ashlee's yesterday - meaning
that I spent the night there again! I dropped in to do some cage
maintenance. It was so good to give my gorgeous girlfriend the chance to
take a break from her new device and clean herself properly. It seems
like she's got the same attitude to wearing it as me - it feels like the
right thing to do, and it's not too uncomfortable, but just the idea is a
little scary!
I was a bit worried about how Ashlee's mummies would treat me, after she
decided to give me her key rather than them. But they couldn't have been
nicer about it! They told me exactly the same thing Joy had done - that I
should take it as a compliment, because it showed just how much I meant
to Ashlee. They kept saying that it was down to me that they had a
daughter at all! That seems strange, because I can only ever remember
Ashlee being a girl. But perhaps they just meant I had helped her be the
kind of girly girl that they really wanted - even though they seem the
exact opposite themselves. I mean they don't even use makeup - how weird
is that?!!
Kate at one stage did seem to change her mind and get upset about not
having her daughter's key. She implied that I owed her a nice orgasm to
make up for the insult. I had my tongue inside her very wet pussy before
I realised she was joking and only pretending to be mad at me! We laughed
about it, but I went ahead anyway, while Ashlee did the same for Megan.
(Something that's been happening a lot since my last visit, I gather.)
Normally I really enjoy licking women's cunnies, more so than cocks
(except for Daddy's of course). But that proved to be a problem, because
my clitty started to swell up - or try to, because the cage just wouldn't
allow it, not properly anyway. It's the first time my clitty has gotten
even a little bit hard outside class since ... well, ever such a long
time! My instructions are really clear - I'm not supposed to cum under
any circumstances while I'm in the cage unless my key holder allows it.
Which suggests that maybe it's possible after all! But I did the right
thing and concentrated on how uncomfortable it felt, not how much I
wanted to do cummies of my own. It was frustrating, but I was able to
give Kate the pleasure she was after and not do the wrong thing. Because
it was late by the time we finished, I spent the night with Ashlee, who
said she had the same experience with Megan. (I had of course passed on
the "no cumming in your cage" rule to her as well.) We had to be careful
not to kiss and cuddle in the way we normally do, to avoid getting even
more frustrated!
22 December
I've decided there's no such thing as an ordinary day working for Mr
Icke. Which is not good if you like routine - but I get plenty of that
from all the housework I do. So I reckon it's good sometimes to be
surprised! Even though the day certainly had its challenges. This week,
my new boss was hosting a Christmas party for a big group of his
employees and their families, with marquees set up in the gardens around
his mansion. He was dressed up as Santa Claus, while I was one of a
number of elves whose job it was to serve food and drinks. I got to wear
a fun outfit - a tight green dress with a white fur trim, red and white
striped stockings with red high heels, and a floppy green and red hat
with a jingle at the top. So cute!
The other elves included Carla, who I knew from class - her lovely big
boobs were fairly bursting out of her costume! And there was Daisy too. I
worked with her last week - and last saw her being led away at the end of
a chain! We had the chance for a brief chat. She seemed pleased to hear
that I now had the same cage she did. But when I tried to ask her about
hers, or whether she was some kind of prisoner, she clammed right up. It
wasn't so much that she wouldn't discuss it, more that she really
couldn't. Her eyes seemed to glaze over each time I asked a question, and
then she'd be chatting away as if the subject had never come up. Weird!
Anyway, I didn't have time to solve the mystery, because I was kept very
busy - and not just with carrying trays either. Mr Icke had told a number
of his staff that they could have a special present by asking a coded
question to whichever elf they liked best. The question was "Where's
Rudolph?" I'm not sure I was kept quite as busy as Carla, but there were
plenty of gifts to give during the day - all of which involved finding a
quiet spot inside the house, or in the bushes, and putting what Mr Icke
likes to call my "pretty mouth" to work! By the end of the day there were
a lot of satisfied employees, and my tummy was full of their goo! That
included one boy whose cheeky grin after I finished suggested he hadn't
been on the list at all, but had somehow overheard the code! Since he was
quite cute, and I wasn't sure how young he was or whether it was me or
him who'd have been in the biggest trouble if I said anything, I kept my
mouth very firmly shut. After, that is, I'd finished using it to make it
a very happy Christmas for him!
At the end of the day, when all the guests had left, the elves still had
work to do, because we had to give presents to all the household and
garden staff as well. Some of those were wrapped up in paper and ribbons.
But most involved using our by now very tired mouths. The big surprise
for me was old Mrs Dean, the housekeeper. She'd always seemed very cool
and reserved - but not when she chose to have me and Daisy taking turns
to lick out her cunny. You should have heard the filthy language she used
too when begging us to make her cum! It was even stranger afterwards when
she saw us out and she was back to being the very proper old lady. Quite
the transformation!
By the end of the day, I didn't just have a full tummy and a worn out
tongue, but a sore and throbbing clitty. It was impossible to look after
so many men and women without getting a little excited! I started to tell
Daddy all about it when I got home, but he quickly stopped me and sent me
off to get a cold shower - then took one himself!
23 December
We started a new class today! There's no longer a set outfit - we're
instead to be given costumes that vary from class to class. Today it was
a white nurse's uniform, but apparently we might sometimes be
schoolgirls, or cheerleaders, or police officers, or secretaries, or ...
just about anything that might look sexy. After warm ups, it was all
dancing routines, often with a pole - and no exercise machines. I wasn't
sad to miss out on the greasy pole, and nor were any of the others. Even
if Monique and Ashlee hadn't told me afterwards, I'd have been able to
see that all the other girls were struggling not to get aroused. There
was a lot of furious concentration on our own routines, and no watching
each other!
After the class, Joy took me aside from some Christmas drinks she'd
prepared for us and gave me a little gift. She said to keep it secret
from the others, because it wasn't her usual practice to buy presents for
her students. I opened it then and there and it turned out to be a lovely
pearl necklace! I promised that I would keep it safe and wear it only for
her. I also gave her the gift she clearly wanted from me. Even though it
meant putting my mouth back to work and making my clitty throb again! But
it was worth feeling her whole body shaking while she came. She had to
keep a hand very firmly over her mouth to stop the rest of the class
hearing all about it. I do so love making my instructor happy!
25 December
Daddy and I had a very quiet Christmas together. I cooked him his
favourite festive meal, which includes roast turkey (meh), brussel
sprouts (ugh) and plum pudding soaked in brandy (yum). My main present
from him will be the new boobs that I'll be getting very soon now (can't
wait!), but he'd also bought me the most gorgeous set of lingerie I think
I've ever seen. It's all purple and black, with lace trimmings, and
includes a bra, panties, stockings, negligee and a slinky, see-through
gown to go over the top. I wanted to wear it all right away, but Daddy
said to wait for a special occasion - which he strongly implied would be
happening very soon. So exciting!
I would like to have bought Daddy something nice in return, but I don't
have much money of my own, just the small allowance Daddy gives me each
week. He's so good to take care of all my finances, because seriously, I
wouldn't know where to start! But I did have just enough to get him a
little photo frame, into which I put a picture of the two of us cheek to
cheek and grinning at the camera (me no doubt because he was fondling my
bottom at the time, though you can't see that). I also added at the
bottom of the image "Daddy and Kira 4 ever" and surrounded us with little
hearts. He really seemed to love it!
Otherwise, we pretended to bicker about whether to watch Love Actually or
Die Hard. In the end of course we did both. I still don't agree Die Hard
is really a Christmas movie, but it doesn't matter, because while it was
on I was still dreaming about getting married in the same outfit that
Keira Knightley wore in the first film. She's such a goddess - even if
she can't spell her name properly!
29 December
No work today, because Mr Icke is taking a holiday. I went round with
Ashlee to visit Monique instead. She seems to have had as quiet a
Christmas as I have, though she has something big to look forward to on
the weekend - her sister Sandi will be home for a few days from the army.
I can't believe that Mon's already lasted 10 days without any break at
all from her cage! And she might not have one even this weekend, if Sandi
didn't get the key safely. (Although apparently Joy does have a spare in
case of emergencies.) But Mon is putting on a brave face and insisting
she will go as long as it takes to show how committed she is to being
caged - and to letting Sandi make a call on when it's the right time for
her to be released.
It was funny, because when the three of us talked about it, none of us
could quite figure out why we need to be caged. But we all agreed it was
definitely a good idea! Some things, it seems, you just know.
1 January
I got up very, very late today and was completely careless with my
housework, after a big night. Not all of which, I'm afraid, I can
remember! Since Daddy isn't a big one for partying, I was planning to
stay home for New Years Eve. But we had an unexpected visit from Sandi
and Monique, who talked him into letting me go out with them. We actually
met up with most of the other girls from class at a bar near Joy's place,
then went to a series of parties. I had the best time! I especially loved
dancing, and it was great to bust out some of the moves we've been
learning recently. That seemed to get me a lot of cheers from the people
around me - or the men at any rate. I also tried to go easy on the wine,
and just stick to the fruity drinks that Sandi kept buying me. But as the
night wore on I seemed to get woozier and woozier, until everything just
seemed to blur. Maybe I was coming down with some kind of bug? I
certainly woke up today with the worst headache I think I've ever had.
I did find a couple of clues as to what I'd been up to last night. One of
them is a series of photos that Mon sent me. They appear to show me
kneeling between Sandi's legs, with my head up inside her skirt! In a
toilet at some club or other! With a load of girls all around, apparently
cheering me on! If I was licking her cunny, as I appeared to be, well,
I've done it before. And I already know that Sandi likes me - a lot. So I
didn't much mind what it was I'd been doing, I just hope nobody else out
there has any more embarrassing pictures!
The other clue was definitely more of a problem. It was a selfie I'd
apparently taken while some boy was in the process of kissing me! There
was also a name and phone number I'd carefully recorded, but I've now
deleted. I mean he - his name was Adrian, apparently - certainly looked
cute. But boys are the last thing I should be thinking about right now.
Again, I'm not totally sure why that is. But it's definitely a rule. And
where would we be without rules?
2 January
Someone I don't know tried to call me today. Five times. I didn't answer.
3 January
Another seven calls today, all from the same number as yesterday. I took
the last one and, yes, it was the very persistent Adrian. I asked him if
he liked both sex and travel and then gave him Selina Meyer's answer.
Actually I didn't do that, I totally wouldn't dare! But I did ring off
and then block the number. Pity - he sounded as cute as he looked!
I caught up with Ashlee and Mon today, who were clearly just busting to
tell me about all the things I'd got up to on New Years Eve. It turned
out not to be as bad as it might have been. So yes, I'd very publicly
given Sandi the licking she'd wanted all night. And apparently I told
anyone who'd listen that I'd "do the same for any other cute girls who
want it", until I was persuaded to go and get another drink. I'm still
blushing about that! The thing with Adrian happened at the last party we
went to, a big one, at which we all got separated. The others came back
to find me getting very friendly with this one boy, after I'd been
fending others off all night. When Sandy insisted on taking me home, he
apparently got quite upset - until she threatened to (in Ashlee's words)
"beat the living shit out of him"! And any of his friends who might try
and back him up too! Sandi can be very scary when she's in soldier mode!
I only wish I could remember it.
5 January
Two surprises today with Mr Icke. The first was that there were no
surprises about the work I had to do - just being his secretary, as I did
a few weeks back. Though unlike then, I wasn't expected to give him any
suckjobs. Which was actually a pity, because I found myself looking
forward to it the whole day. I don't know exactly why. I mean his cock is
pretty scrawny, and doesn't get super hard like Daddy's, and his goo
seems to ooze out rather than shoot down my throat. But he always enjoys
it so much, and seems so grateful afterwards, it's kind of sweet. Even
though he's my boss, I just want him to be happy, exactly as I do with
Daddy, and Joy as well.
The second surprise - or third I suppose, if I count him not wanting me
to suck him! - was that instead of me going home, he invited me out for a
drink, then took me out for dinner afterwards. Well, I say "invited", he
actually just told me it was happening and assumed I'd do what I was
told! Which I did of course, though only after I'd rung Daddy to check
that it was okay. He said that Mr Icke was a very important man and I
should always do what he tells me.
Anyway, it was a very nice evening. He was very sweet and I very much
enjoyed the food (which he chose for me), the excellent wine (ditto), and
his company. He told me he'd been married three times, but they'd all
ended fairly quickly, because, as he put it, "they were happy to take my
money but not my instructions". I said they must have been very silly,
because if someone looks after you and buys you lovely things, it's only
fair to do exactly as you're told and work hard to make them happy.
Especially if that person is clever, rich and successful. I could see he
liked that answer! He must also have had at least one child, because he
mentioned his granddaughter. In fact he asked me how I was enjoying her
lessons, which is when I found out that he's related to Joy! Such a
surprise!
6 January
We had a fun day in class. The costume today was some kind of bunny
outfit, with black underwear, floppy ears, fluffy tails and fishnet
tights. (I'm not sure how or why rabbits would wear fishnets, but
anyway.) What Joy calls her investors paid us a visit, and we put on a
demonstration for them. She had them sit on chairs around a little podium
with a pole on it. We each took turns to dance on the podium, then went
and sat on an investor's lap to get some feedback on how we'd performed.
The investors had to bid to get the dancer they wanted on their lap - and
we got to keep the cash, which they pushed inside our panties! Again, not
sure why, but I was glad to get the money - although of course I later
gave it all to Daddy. I can't be sure, but I think only Carla (again!!!)
got a higher price than me.
I ended up on the lap of a lovely old man called - if you can believe it
- Mr Dance! We had a good laugh about that. He told me that he loved my
long legs and that I should keep doing everything I could to show them
off. Definitely some good advice there! While I was sitting on his lap he
developed a great big lump in his pants, which I would have liked to help
him with, but there wasn't an opportunity. Before he left though he gave
me a friendly slap on my bottom and said he hoped to have a chance to
"spend a lot more time with that cute ass". I said I hoped so as well!
I asked Joy afterwards about Mr Icke, who I'd half expected to see but
wasn't there. Apparently he had other business to attend to. I asked why
she hadn't told me he was her grandfather. She said that he was a very
private person and that she would always leave it to him to decide who to
tell something like that. But if he'd told me, that must mean he really
liked and trusted me! It was pretty easy to see that she thought a lot of
him. She said he had taught her everything she knew and that she would
never have got into the training business without his help and support.
10 January
This is my third attempt to write about what happened last night. I had
to give up the first two times, because my hands were shaking too much to
type properly!
It started with a lovely dinner, which Daddy cooked for me rather than
the other way around. I knew something was up just from that, because I
can't remember him ever doing it before. Not that I can remember anything
from even this time last year! Which is good, because I'm so happy right
now and if there are any bad memories I don't want them coming back to
spoil things. So I don't even try to think about what things were like
before I started my wonderful training program with Joy.
Anyway, the food wasn't great, but I appreciated the thought, and we had
a couple of glasses of wine which left me feeling really relaxed. I
thought we were going to settle down to watch some tv, but Daddy asked me
to go and put on the lovely lingerie he'd bought me for Christmas. When I
came back, he asked me to do a special dance for him, and take it all off
again! Only very slowly. I did that, and I could see him getting more and
more excited. And I was too, because I just knew something wonderful was
going to happen.
If I needed any confirmation of that, it came when he produced the key to
my cage and unlocked it. It was difficult to get it off, because my
clitty was so swollen, but eventually we managed it. My clitty was as
hard and excited as I can ever remember it being. And that was before
Daddy did something I thought he would never, ever do. He got down on his
knees and put my clitty in his mouth! I was so surprised and turned on
that when he started sucking it, I nearly came then and there! But
something told me that I should try and wait. So I warned Daddy that he
was about to get a taste of my goo! He said I was a good girl for telling
him.
He stopped sucking me and took me to the bedroom, where I helped him
undress. It was hard to get his pants off, because his cock was so big
and hard, and throbbing in a way I'd never seen before. I assumed he
wanted me to suck it, and so I did, but he stopped me after about the
same time he'd given me. He told me to lie on my back on the bed, with my
legs open and knees up. Then he lifted my legs up and pushed them back
until my knees were above my shoulders. He left me there just for a few
seconds, then came back with a tube of some kind of gel, which he put all
over his cock.
I asked him what he was doing, not because I was worried, but because I
still at this point didn't quite understand what was happening. He said -
and think I will always remember these words - "I'm going to fuck my
little girl, Kira. Do you want Daddy to fuck you?" Well there was clearly
only one possible answer to that! I'd heard about men fucking women, or
other men, and had never quite understood what it involved, except that
it was sweaty, exciting and sometimes ended well. In any case, whatever
it actually meant, I wanted it now - and I told Daddy so. Because I could
see it was what he so desperately wanted.
The next thing I knew, something was poking against my asshole - and then
trying to get inside! I thought it must have been one of Daddy's fingers,
but then realised it was bigger than that. When the penny finally
dropped, I nearly freaked out. But Daddy calmed me down and got me to
relax, and eventually he was able to get the head of his cock inside me.
It had been about three weeks since I'd last done the greasy pole
exercise at Joy's class and my hole had obviously tightened up since
then. But although it was hard going at first, it didn't take too long to
loosen up and soon enough Daddy was able to go all the way inside me and
then started sliding in and out.
It was much, much, much better than the pole! Daddy's cock was so much
warmer, for one thing, and it totally felt like what it was - a living
thing, not a piece of plastic. It filled me up in a way that was so much
more profound than that silly pole had ever done. And it excited me too.
My clitty had gone quite soft as I struggled to understand and accept
what was being put inside me. But now it went all hard again. And each
time it thrust into me, something inside went "Yes, right there, fuck me
there Daddy!" Only it wasn't an imaginary voice, it was actually mine,
calling out for real. And I realised right then that I wanted Daddy to
fuck me more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life. And not just for
him. For me.
The best part of all was looking up at Daddy and feeling all of this -
and being able to see that he felt it too. As our eyes met, and we shared
that connection, I knew I would never feel as complete as I did right
then, with him inside me for the first time - and the first of many
times, I was sure. And somehow, he went even deeper, slamming into me so
hard that I thought he might break me open. But I didn't care. Because he
was fucking me and I was crying out for it, and he was crying back. And
in all the intensity of everything I was feeling and seeing and hearing,
I somehow didn't notice that I had reached the point of orgasm. Until I
felt my clitty twitch and goo was shooting out so hard and far that the
first spray took me in the face and most of the rest spattered all over
my titties.
But I scarcely had time to take all that in, because Daddy was now
roaring, not crying. And even though I couldn't feel it, I knew he was
cumming deep inside me, so deep that I almost expected it to rise up
through my throat and pour out of my mouth. With each tremendous thrust
he held himself as far into me as he could go. And then another thrust
and hold. And several more. Until finally, after spending himself
completely, he collapsed down on me. For just a few seconds I bore his
full weight, but then he recovered and propped himself up. Then his mouth
was pressing down on me and he was kissing me deeply and tenderly, paying
no attention to the goo that was coating my cherry-red lips.
It was most the passionate kiss we had ever shared. Because now, I
realised, I was his, in every possible way. It was like filling a hole
that I never realised I had before - both figuratively and literally.
There was more to follow too. But I think that's as much I can write just
now without bursting out of my cage. I may need to go and have another
of those cold showers ...
To be continued ...
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