New day, new challenges.

Soft moans wake me up.

The warm sunlight crawls across my sleepy face. Cassidy, er, Mistress is cuddled up next to me. She's still asleep, but, she's having some kind of dream. Some kind of dangerous dream. Her butt is rubbing against my cage as her hips grind. She's moaning slightly-- breathing heavily. I'm scared to move, I don't want to wake her up-- but the friction, I can feel it. I can't bust on day fuckin' two... I gently try to move myself back, managing to free my little dick from under the weight of her ass. "...mmmmhmmm...." Her body shudders. Did she just cum from a dream? Fucking nuts. It slightly jolts her awake. She looks around, disoriented. Her eyes meet mine, and she blinks a few times. "...Hi." She rubs her eyes. "...Hello. You had some kind of crazy dream, I see." She looks a bit confused, and her face turns red. "W-What, was I making noise?" I smile, "It was a pretty nice way to wake up." She looks away, "Goddamn it." I pat her head and she glances at me. "You're not wrong though." She stretches. "Getting fucked in public I think." She shoots me a teasing glance while getting up. I smile, "I see. An exhibitionist." She blushes, "I'm not that brave." I get out of bed with her.

I approach the corkboard, and flip over my assignment for today. Currently I'm sitting at +2 points. "Wear a buttplug when home." I chuckle, "I see." It has a challenge option, "Wear a buttplug all day today, even at work. +2 bonus points." I glance nervously at her. "Okay now that one's a little spicy." She giggles, "I wrote these while horny, so don't hesitate to tell me you want a re-do, or if you're just not in the mood to do it at all." I laugh, "Well, unfortunately today is a day off at work. I forgot to mention it, software updates mean the system is down, they don't need me, it's an automatic process." Cass nods, "I see. Then, your challenge is to do it in public, somewhere. Go to the store." I ponder, "Bet." She blushes, "Really? You're crazy. Take pics if you can." I nod, grinning brightly, "You underestimate me, mistress." She shakes her head laughing, "Oh lord knows I don't, you've been unstoppable so far." She nudges me playfully.

She gets dressed and heads off to work, giving me a peck on both my cheek and my cage on her way out. I decide to make use of my time and 'get ready' to go out. Short skirt, cute heels, tank top. I chose the skirt because it'd be easier to take pictures in. I look through my Mistress' drawer of toys, picking out one in particular for it's size. It's not too big, or too small, so it should stay nice and fit. I take a deep breath, and press. With a soft pop-- I almost fucking cum. I freeze as my cage twitches. I feel it. A tiny, tiny dribble of precum forms at the tip. I don't know if that counts, so... snap, send.

does this count? it hit the boy button and just kind of... pushed it out. - A
lmfao you slut - C
i'll say that as long as i get more pics like this, precum is okay, cant help that - C
yes mistress - A

Good to know. I clean up great, and really look like a girl, but still a bit androgynous. Driving is difficult, every bump in the road makes my dicklet tingle more and more. Finally, I arrive at the mall. I get out of my car, and walk inside with confidence. I see a few eyes on me-- makes me blush. Each step, each movement of my legs suddenly feels intense, the more people I find myself around. It bumps into my prostate here and there, forcing me to stifle a squeak. I walk into the family bathroom, because right now, it's where I'd feel safest. I lock the door, pull down my panties, bend over by the mirror, and snap another pic for Mistress.

woah! you're doin it girl. go get 'em - C
yes ma'am, told ya i'd do it - A
this is hot af - C

I walk out of the bathroom feeling spiced up and ready to conquer the world. I decide there's no harm going and looking at some cute clothes, so I waltz into a women's clothing store. Everything here is a little boring, so I go into the edgy, punky, slutty store. The woman there recognizes me from the last time I was here. "Oh hey! You're Alex right?" I nod, smiling. "Or Alexis." She smiles, "Awesome." I see her nametag, it says 'Kanoa'. She has beautiful caramel colored skin, with bright blonde dyed hair. She seems rather well endowed. "I was lucky with my name, it's unisex, so when I feel like I wanna be boyish, it doesn't seem out of place." I smile, nodding. "Oh nice. I just switch between the two, though, I still feel more comfortable as a man." She nods, "That was me a while ago. Now I'm just happy with who I am." A warm smile. "I've kept my male parts, I like those, but I wanted to be beautiful. I had some pretty crazy modern procedures done, so... I'm all natural too." She squeezes her boobs. I laugh, "Holy shit! That's amazing, you look absolutely amazing." She smiles, "Thank you!" A soft blush on her cheeks. "So, you've come in here twice, I assume you're more than just genderfluid in terms of person. You like expressing and experiencing alternative lifestyles too?" I blush, "Yes, you caught me." She shakes her head, "You know what store you're in? We sell bluetooth capable buttplug vibrating speakers. There's no shame here." I laugh out loud. "Fair, fair." She smiles, "But yeah, me too. People who come in here are far more open about that type of thing, and I find it super interesting. You single?" She giggles. I blink, and blush. I decide to be confident. "No, I'm a cuckold. My mistress and her boyfriend are at work right now, so I decided, with my day off, to have some fun." I state plainly. My face is red. She blinks in surprise, "Oh, wow! I've heard of those lifestyles. I've got two friends in one of those relationships. Is it open both ways? Or just for her." I chuckle, "I have a guy I hang out with every once and a while, but I'd feel weird doing stuff without her permission. She has permission to do stuff without me, however." Kanoa nods, "Nice. I'm in the BDSM community, as well as a regular host of a sex club outside of town. If your Missy ever wants to come down, she should." I nod, blushing. "Give me the info, and I'll write it down." We exchange info, and I get the address of her club. "And you too, if I'm allowed. You're super cute. I want to bully you." I blush, "I-I'd have to ask, but that sounds... interesting." She glances down at me. "Caged?" I blush, nodding quietly. She smiles an evil grin, "Of course! You're fuckin' awesome. I love perverts like you. Kindred spirits." A bright grin. "I'd ask to see, but I'm on shift, and I'd hate to intrude on your mistress." I blush even brighter, "Y-You are wonderfully bold." She shrugs, "I'm a weirdo like you, what can I say?" A soft smile.

We talk about our lifestyles a bit, we're the only two in the store. "...And I own this store outright, so don't hesitate to ask for some merch." I nod, "Get some Queen of Spades stuff." A chuckle. She laughs, "Ahh! Not just a cuck, she like's 'em dark too." I nod, "Yup." Kanoa smiles brightly at me, "That's awesome. Glad it's working out for you two. I'll have you know, however..." She walks over to the sex toys. "Yup. Queen of Spades buttplug." I recognize the brand name. It's the same brand that's in my ass right now, but the one we own is unmarked. She smiles, "Bluetooth capable." I glance over at it. "I'll take it." She smiles, "I'll give you a discount." I blush, and purchase the item. Kanoa and I say our goodbyes, and I head home. I send Mistress a picture of my purchase.