chan-mimi makes her first video

[from David] I recently received a 5 minute video from chan-mimi xari. Over the song Pussy Liquor, she'd created a montage of dozens of BDSM and D/s stills. I could tell she'd done her homework because all but one of the photos hit exactly the right buttons for me. And the one that didn't was damned close. It prompted a fantasy and I thought I'd write it up...


She rubbed her eyes and shook her head. She'd been awake for nearly thirty-six hours straight now. She was still searching for exactly the right stills. She'd visited hundreds and hundreds of websites but 90% of it was crap. Not crap, really. In fact, much of it was quite good and turned her on. But, she knew her Master's tastes and didn't want him to think she's just throw it together. 

She stood up, sliding off the double-dildo that penetrated both cunt and ass. Even without him there, she always stayed mounted -- the way he kept her during his rare visits. She held her breath as she removed the nipple clamps she'd used to chain herself to her desk. The pain almost knocked her over. She knew it would.

But she had to get up. The last time she'd pissed was nearly four hours ago, which meant her nipples had been in those clamps exactly that long. She used her arms to steady herself against the edge of the desk until the waves of pain subsided enough for her to walk. The whole time, she pictured him there, standing behind her, watching her, nodding approval. She hoped he approved. It would be pure hell otherwise. If she spent all of this time and effort and he just laughed at her. Or worse, if he ignored the video. Told her "nice work but I didn't watch it all the way through".

When she was steady enough to walk, she went into the bathroom and relieved herself. She wiped then went into the kitchen and poured another cup of coffee. She twisted the top off of a five hour energy drink and gulped it, washed it down with strong coffee. That should keep her going for a while. She calculated that if she used each of the photos for 3-5 seconds, she'd only need to find a dozen or so more before she could assemble the whole thing.

The worst part - the reason it had take so long - was that she was still "on duty". She'd conceived the project two weeks ago but wasn't able to start on it until she secured a friend's laptop, the day before yesterday. Since then, she'd serviced eight men for David, taxi-ing to their homes and letting them use her in a variety of ways.

She looked at the clock, it was eight in the morning. Her next appointment was at nine. That meant she had another half hour before she had to dress up in a latex suit and stand in front of her apartment building, waiting for the car to come and pick her up. She had no idea what the woman would want from her once she got to her office, but it didn't matter. David had arranged it and she would do her best to please the woman. In the meantime, she had thirty more minutes to look for those last few images.

She headed back to her desk and hooked herself back up.