I am ready for probing
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I am ready for probing
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i am ready for probing
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I am ready for probing
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I'm ready for probing
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I'm ready for probing.
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I am ready for Probing
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I am ready for probing!
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Aliens borrowed my account this time.
Spoiler:
Time for electric probing! Use a battery driven probe
like a vibrator of some kind. Also tens are fine. Use for even hours, 20 min each time. No cumming for that time. |
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I made a few tests last weekend, and I decided to use a mix of 3cc of olive oil and 7cc of tabasco. The burn was strong, but I thought I could handle it. It was presumptuous. I put the catheter in my ass, fixed it with tape, connected the filled syringe, and fixed it. I dressed with caution, afraid to press the syringe by accident. I left home at 8am. I was nervous all the way to work. I didn't really feel the catheter in my ass, but I was fully conscious of the risk. A strange mix of fear and excitement. For the first time, I used the stairs down to the cloakroom, instead of the elevator. I slowly injected the first 0.1cc. First, I felt nothing, but 5 seconds later a deep and awful burn tore my ass. More than I expected. I took a few seconds to breath before entering the cloakroom. Luckyly nobody was here. I changed myself, and after a while, I take back the stairs up to my unit. Second 0.1cc. Not less painful, not really worst, because the first hadn't completly gone. I salute my colleagues, whom I kissed as usual. I felt I was sweating. I started working, and all wasn't going fine. The pain was slowly disappearing when a colleague asks me to help her in another chamber. I knew I had to inject 0.2cc, and I knew I won't be alone just after to handle the pain. My teeth were trembling, I answered I'll come, and pressed the syringe. I felt my eyes blurred of pain, two or three tears. I dried my eyes and went to the other chamber, feeling my ass burned like never. Before 2pm, I was asked to help 7 times. My ass was permanently burning, pulsating, I had difficulty to walk normally. The worst happened just before the end of my day at 3pm, when a patient refused his coffee and offered it to me. I declined. I'd would like to say that the 0.5cc injection wasn't more painful than all the previous, that my ass was insensitive. But I can't. I fled to the bathroom and locked the door. I felt my ass like a furnace, beating and contracting brutally, increasing the pain. I waited 10 minutes before leaving. I said goodbye to my colleagues and run to the cloakroom. I hardly felt the 0.1cc injection when I took the stairs down, I ass was over that. Same for the stairs up. I stayed standing in the bus, the suffering still present. Honestly, If I had known this would be as awful as it was, I wouldn't have done this. I feel lucky I haven't heard the song. This was the most terrible dare that I ever tried. I'm not sure I'll do it again. |
I am ready for probing!
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I'm ready for probing
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I'm ready for probing
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I'm ready for probing.
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