
He‘s called Mr. D for a reason – Part 5
As we still had some time left, we shot a little intro for our subscribers.
I proudly showed off our sign with the „RULES OF USAGE“: 1. Wash and sanitize your hands, 2. no small talk, 3. focus on deep + hard oral usage, 4. enjoy using this doll ;-)“. Short, but sweet.
We just finished recording, when the doorbell rang. My heart started racing again. I tried to hold my position, legs apart, straight back, holding the sign in front of my chest, but I could feel my legs shake from nervousness and excitement.
When my Owner opened the door and greeted his friend, I held my breath and hoped to catch some fragments of what the two men were talking about. Without success.
Eventually, the voices came closer. I could feel my heart beating with every footstep I heard on the hard wooden floor. Step, boom, step, boom boom… Suddenly, the steps stopped. It was all silent. The only thing left was my heart pounding.
The silence would’ve been unbearable if I hadn’t felt their eyes on me this entire time. I couldn’t see them, couldn’t hear them anymore, but I had a sense they were inspecting me thoroughly.
„Got it.“, a deep voice said. It wasn’t the voice of my Owner, but I didn’t dare to say anything. And then, again, footsteps. Our bathroom door. Running water.
Ahh, he must’ve taken some time to read the rules of using this toy! Therefore, he was washing his hands, I concluded, good, good.
„S-Sir?“, my voice was breaking, the word didn’t even come out completely, yet I felt the familiar grasp on my neck immediately. I smiled.
„Yes, babe. You’re doing great. Looking beautiful. Are you ready for your training?“ Of course, I was! I was very thankful to be given this opportunity today.
„Yes, Sir. I’m ready.“, I replied.