Since the last weekend I was not allowed in the bed, neither on a sofa, so I slept on the floor. Thankfully I was allowed to use a piece of carpet underneath, so the hurting was well tolerable, even after some days. John said fuckpigs need to be uncomfortable as a constant reminder of their worthlessness, so I took it like a good whore without complaining. At the moment I experience constant arousal, though I’m still in chastity without relief. Sometimes he allows me to touch myself for a minute or so, but I can’t cum in this short period of time.
It’s summertime, which means that we have a lot of nettles in the backyard, and yesterday he made me insert a stalk of nettle into my pee hole. That was extremely painful and I had to struggle not to cum. Today I put nettles in my panty, just for fun. I love the feeling of being already hurt when he starts beating or fucking my meat.
For the next week, starting tomorrow, ending next Sunday, I have to fulfil an extraordinary task: earning as much money as I can by selling myself and offering sex. This means I will be on a dogging spot every evening in the following week, trying to sell myself to strangers. John said, I’m not allowed to ask them for a certain amount of money, but I only may tell them that they may pay me what they think I’m worth. Blowjobs without protection, fucking with, swallowing and facials included. No cumming for me though. John told me that next Sunday he’ll let me know the purpose I will have made money for, but I will have to work hard in order to make as much money as possible. I hope we’ll do something nice with the money 🙂 I love the thought of being a whore and earning my money by offering sex services, just like I did before.