The sensation, and the emotional thoughts. It was sexy because nobody but Dr. Payne knew that I had it there, reminding me of its presence every time I shifted or moved. This was going to be an interesting day.
The feeling of cold metal on my bare skin is hard to describe. It’s like ice, but different; like the sting of a whip, but different. It is my kink; just the thought of cold metal on my skin makes my panties wet.
Dr. Payne gave me a simple order; “Pick a day, any day, and wear this to work, all day. You may not remove it until you get home.” He stood there holding the shiny silver princess plug with the pink jewel on the end.
Thankfully, I was not given this task on a Friday evening. My pussy was already wet. I could not wait. I was immediately making plans to do this the next day.
The next morning as I went about my normal morning activities, I kept reminding myself, “Don’t forget the princess plug! Don’t forget the princess plug.”
It was the last thing I did before leaving for work. The cold metal sensation as it entered my ass was amazing. The cold spread through my body. My commute was an adventure of sensations produced by every tiny bump on the road.
As I went to start my day, there was the thrill of hiding something under my panties that nobody was aware of. I felt so sneaky and dirty. My coworkers had no idea. I tried to concentrate on actual work, but this metal orb lodged in my ass was terribly distracting. I spent more time in the ladies room that day than normal:
- I took a picture to send to Dr. Payne.
- I masturbated to several orgasms as quietly as I could.
More often than not I just played with the jewel to feel the sensations of it moving around. Sometimes a fellow employee would stop by my desk to chat, but I couldn’t pay any attention to what they were saying. I wanted to play with it some more.
As time went on the pleasure and excitement faded. There was something I hadn’t considered at the beginning of this little adventure. My body temperature was heating up the plug.
It did not help that it was a hot summer day. I texted Dr. Payne to inform him that I was becoming uncomfortable.
The response on my phone was quick, “If you take it out, I’ll have to punish you.”
“Sadist.” I texted.
A smiling devil emoji was the final response.
The last couple of hours at work were uncomfortable to put it lightly. The ride home was still an adventure of sensations, but they were quite different sensations.
I walked in the house and headed straight for the bathroom. It had become unbearably hot. I removed the offending hot object. As I was preparing to clean it and put it away, Dr. Payne came into the bathroom to watch me. He smiled wickedly.
The thought of the dirty kinky thing beneath my clothes that my coworkers were unaware of still thrills me. Next time, perhaps an overnight spent in the freezer would be wise. Maybe I will try this in winter.