Part Six - Jennifer
Acclimating myself to my new life of chastity was difficult. Although Ms. Edna very kindly unlocked my chain for bathroom visits, she supervised me closely to ensure I did not frottage my opened crevice against clothing or smooth objects during the brief moments of freedom. The chain, remaining connected to the c******l hood ring, would be held high in her right hand and her left would splay my labia as I squatted. Haste was encouraged by jiggling the chain and the feeling of someone controlling me there while performing such an intimate function made my skin tingle. I learned to promptly open my bladder, careful to empty myself with minimal inadvertent splashing on Ms. Edna’s hand.
The ‘sisters of the shower’ were disappointed with the new bondage. Ms. Edna took her
