“You have 5 Minutes to send me a Kinky Picture”

Another post on a past happening with Miss Lois. I had just woken up and the sound of her incoming message took me by surprise. Just a few sentences into our conversation and she noticed I’d only just woken up because I guess I respond differently when I’m still sleepy? So of course, she then said…

“Ok, let us try a new game. You have 5 minutes to send me a picture and that will buy you some of my time to chat. How much time depends on how much I like the picture.
The dirtier/kinkier/perverted/humiliating or nice/elegant/beautiful, the longer you get.”

“Yes, Miss,” was my only reply as I threw my blankets aside and rushed out of bed. Hate waking up like that! (Except I didn’t because I got to talk to and serve her.) My thoughts were racing and a little bit of anxiety rushed through my body. What picture could I take? What would be good enough? What if the picture isn’t good enough?

“1 Minute left,” she said.

She hates me. I had thought of putting the heel of the stiletto in my bum and put my boobs down on the floor with my ass in the air. I was still trying out angles and thinking of which one would be best but when she told me I had one minute left, I had to take the picture.

She couldn’t see that it was a stiletto and had to ask me what it was. I mean, I can’t see that it’s a stiletto heel from this picture.

“Ok, that would earn you 30 min if it were clearly visible that it’s a stiletto, but only 15 as it is. You can try and take another one and if it’s clear you’ll get a total of 30 minutes.”

Was that good? Was that bad? What would the maximum be that she could give me? How could I measure what this meant?

It took me two minutes to take a new picture. I took three different versions, the other two are on my OnlyFans here.

She said that the picture would have been good if I had been in front of a more even background (It’s not like I have a studio you know…) and that the angle of the original picture was better but that I should have the heel out a bit more.

“I would suggest you do execute those two suggestions.”

Grr… Does that mean I’m going to be wasting the precious 30 minutes by taking these pictures? I told her I couldn’t take the picture with a more even background right now. There is a white wall in the spare room of the house but my flatmate was in and I couldn’t exactly run across the hall like this, and she’d also wonder what the hell I was doing in there, so Miss Lois said I could take that one when my flatmate was out.

“So since we started talking I only used you as sexual meat. No connection or anything, your only purpose is to be there to work for my time by taking pictures of yourself.”

She wanted me to be aware of what she and I were doing and make me think about it. And, of course, she wanted to see how I responded to her words. They were quite embarrassing after all…

(I took different versions of this one too, others are on OnlyFans here.)

I told her that the angle seemed to be the problem. The angle changed a lot when I had my tits on the ground because I couldn’t move the heel in that position; only my body.

“I’m not interested in excuses, only in results.”

Right… sorry……

“Yes Miss, should I try again?”

(Reading this back, I now know I shouldn’t have even asked. I should’ve just done it. That’s what she wanted me to do.)

“Do you feel you’ve done well yet?”

“No Miss.”

“So what you should really ask is ‘Please may I try again, Miss?”

I really felt like she was putting me in my place that day and I wasn’t anticipating and adjusting quickly enough. She was three steps ahead of me.

“Please, may I try again Miss?”

“You may.”

The heel in my ass was hurting quite a bit. Like I’ve mentioned in another post, the heel is a little sharp, almost like a small square. I didn’t like the prospect of more pictures that I would have to take and knowing Miss Lois, we were far from finished. I wished I had chosen a different first picture or that I’d sent her the perfect picture the first time around. But then… accomplishing that was never realistic in these circumstances, was it?

(Again, more attempts on OnlyFans here)

“I don’t think I can successfully complete this task, Miss… I can photoshop the two together to get what we want…”

I added the second line in case she was looking for the perfect picture to post on Fetlife as she often seemed to be looking for that. I didn’t add a question mark though, knowing she probably wasn’t interested in this suggestion right now.

“And which punishment would you suggest then, so you don’t feel like you’ve failed me?”

No leniency today…

When Miss Lois was like this, I’d feel much more inclined and or pressured to do it right but only in a positive way. It was a little stressful but pleasureful at the same time because there was something about being treated this way. It made me feel like I was a slave with the only purpose to please her Mistress much more strongly; it’s a feeling I like.

I didn’t really know what punishment would be good, my mind always goes blank when there is pressure for me to get it right so of course, my mind was blank right now. In order to get something out, I have to do it in steps so I started by saying the thing I’d learned, that punishments should fit the crime. I wrote down a couple of thoughts and ended up with the suggestion of,

“Making 3 other pictures with something inserted that’s really painful?”

“How wet are you now?”

“More wet than before.”

I assume she often turned the conversation elsewhere first because she didn’t want to think I had power in this conversation. She’d only tell me if she’d agree to this punishment if she felt like it was time to. However, she went back to the punishment very quickly this time.

“The punishment should fit the crime, you have learned very well.”

Thank god, the first thing I’ve done right today…

“You will insert the heel again but covered with either wasabi or hot sauce and you will decide if you deserve to insert the plug in your vagina covered with the same paste.”

I hated it when she gave me the choice of my own punishment; she was testing me by doing so and I knew the right answer but I also dreaded the right answer. Of course, she wanted me to suffer the most as she’d enjoy that and I had to anticipate her needs so…

I chose wasabi over the hot sauce though as the hot sauce was an absolute nightmare to me, a thing I’d never choose unless I was forced to and she wasn’t forcing me right now. But I did insert the butt plug with wasabi in my vagina. Considering wasabi had been used quite a lot recently, I really wasn’t looking forward to this.

“How does it feel?”

“Pretty horrible, Miss, it hurts burns a lot.”

FUCKING WASABI I hate you.

She told me to take a video of myself, adding that she enjoyed it when my punishment was also pleasurable for her. In the first video I’m still semi squatting (idk why I find these kinds of positions comfortable lol) but in the second video I’ve sort of curled up on the floor.

Wasabi in my bum and vagina are two things I struggle to cope with. If she’d asked me to pose and take pictures still I’d have struggled a lot because it’s very hard to focus and get yourself to do anything when something hurts quite intensely.

“Do you feel its cleansing effect? By doing this you do prove to me and yourself that you are a good slave and that you take consequences with your head high.”

With my head high, huh? You mean on the floor? haha, jk.

She wanted me to try and cum now, as she wanted to test if my nerves were too overstimulated or not with both items covered in wasabi still inserted. When stimulated though, I immediately pushed the heel out… so I had to keep it in with my hand. It was quite difficult to do this because the butt plug also wanted to get out and there was no comfortable position to lie in.

After a few minutes, I told her that the heel was hurting too much to allow for any build and that I already couldn’t feel the wasabi in my butt anymore. I was allowed to take it out and as soon as I did, the burning feeling of the wasabi returned as if I had only just inserted it. Don’t you hate those double-edged swords? Like nipple clamps… you can finally take them off but the pain when doing so is worse!

I continued trying to make myself cum and it took just about three minutes.

I squirted a lot and to my surprise, also managed to cum. It was still never certain whether I could or couldn’t when having something inserted in my vagina. And… it also cleaned the wasabi off the butt plug, haha!

My butt was still hurting, but I’d enjoyed the orgasm, which also wasn’t something that always happened. I sent the picture above to my friend, as well as the underwear that I’d slept in the night before. The ongoing teasing game continued 😉

His responses were as followed, hehe.

Well, that was another fun task. And you will have seen the picture below as part of February Photofest. This is what I took it for.

Xx Marie Louise

Ps, can I just point out I’m actually not a fan of watching Disney (though Disney land is great!) but I was/still am saving money by using this old bath towel instead of buying a new towel, lol.

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5 Replies to ““You have 5 Minutes to send me a Kinky Picture””

  1. Never Waste a Dirty Mind

    Hi Marie Louise,

    How does being required to be creative like this compare to just getting orders that you have to obey without thinking? And how about being proverbially kicked out of bed like this, compared to a conversation that builds up to kinkiness?

    I must say that I am impressed with your creativity there in the moment. You really are a fellow dirty mind.

    And kind of the same question, between being handed a punishment and having to come up with one yourself. Are you feeling that it gives you a say in the proceedings, or does it just feel like you have to work that much harder to please Miss Lois?

    I think it is cool that you have your technique for getting your mind back in gear, when it goes blank. But then I know that you are working hard on finding coping strategies, so I shouldn’t be surprised that you have one for this situation too.

    You say: “How could I measure what this meant?” That is really key, isn’t it? It was more about knowing that you were pleasing to Miss Lois and that she enjoyed what you did, rather than the amount of time you earned, wasn’t it?

    And I still think the picture you used for February Photofest is very artistic and sexy.

    All the best,
    Henrik

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    • MLSlavePuppet Post author

      I don’t mind being ‘kicked out of bed’. I didn’t really think about it like that to be honest. Didn’t even consider it. We wouldn’t always build up to something through a conversation. Sometimes she’d come on and would immediately tell me to do something.

      Thank you, haha. I think there’d been a theme of using the stilettos for other things than wearing them at that time, which is probably how I thought of this.

      I hate having to think up a punishment myself. It’s not me having a say at all. That’d just be an illusion. I think it makes it harder in that I get stressed out an anxious about it because I don’t know if that I come up with is good enough. Which is probably also why this was a one time thing, though she had initially announced it to be just a game for a while.

      Haha yes thank you. I don’t like to be like, well I guess this is just how it is. I tend to believe anything is possible in some way. So I just keep on trying to find ways to get around struggles.

      And yes, it definitely was. While I would have been really sad if she’d left immediately, it was only about pleasing her. And she didn’t leave after 30 minutes, so I suppose she just wanted to ‘motivate’ me lol

      Hope you have a nice day!

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