1. Training Cassiopeia Chapter 8


    Date: 6/21/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: elspeth, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    “Bree! I don’t think I can do that. It’s private and besides – “ “Just how well do you know Sapphire Reynolds?” My question caught her off guard and I cursed my big mouth for putting myself in this hole I’d dug. Sapphire had a lot of kinks and pee was one of them but I must declare to my readers here that it is not one I shared. I just let her watch and it seemed to satisfy her needs, in that area at least. She turned bright red and stammered out some disjointed story about how ‘Sapphy’ liked to watch her pee. “Well, it’s not high on my list of things I like to do. In fact, it doesn’t even make the list. I was just curious. Your reaction wasn’t quite what I expected.” “It made her…compliant, at least for a while.” My eyebrows shot up into my hairline. I was learning more and more about the Doc and a bit more about Sapphire. My mind shot back to that moment in the truck that first night when Doc had slid her fingers into my wet pussy. “You don’t have any pubic hair. How novel. I’ve never touched a hairless one before.” Sapphire kept hers trimmed almost to the point of being bristly and that was no great surprise. Tribbing had always been a rewarding experience for both of us. “Bree, I have to pee. Let’s get this over with. I find this very…intrusive…if you must know the truth. I already told you she liked to watch and I let her. Why – “ “I’m going to teach you a technique to enhance your muscular control and to enhance your own orgasms and also drive her nuts. To do that, you ...
    need to know what muscles in your pelvic region do what. Let’s hit the john and we’ll see how hard it is for you to identify the right muscle groups.” I didn’t belabor the point. I’d let her discover the benefits of Kegling in lieu of wearing Depends when she was older. She practically ran up the stairs and I followed her, shouting out not to pee until I got there. She must have really had to go because she was already in the bathroom before I reached the 2 nd floor landing. She was just about to lower her fanny onto the seat when I yelled ‘STOP’. She looked like she was in agony and I had to smile. “Take off your jeans and panties, lift the toilet seat up and squat. Spread your labia and when I say so, you can go. When I say ‘stop and hold’, you do it, understand?” She turned deep red but followed my instructions and when I said, “Okay. Go,” she let out a sigh of relief and began to pee. “Stop and hold!” She looked like someone had kicked her puppy but struggled to stop and after a few seconds, she stopped. “Feel those muscles you used to stop and hold? Those muscles are the same ones you’ll use to Kegle. What you’re doing now is Kegling. Now relieve yourself.” “Stop and hold!” It was easier for her this time. I make her stop and hold several time. Each ‘hold’ is longer than the one before it and she’s straining so I just allow her to void her bladder. I smile and whisper ‘good girl’ before getting up, walking out of the bathroom and back down to the kitchen. I was finishing ...
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