Subs...Whats the scariest task you have been made to do?

YinandYang

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My Master has just made me trim his goatee (the beard not the animal :p ), and his manicured side burns and grade one on top. I was shaking so much I am surprised I managed it. It was made worse by the fact he has jet black hair, one mistake would have looked horrendous!

And bless him, he just stared hard at me whilst I was doing it. Definately not something I want to do again! I will have to wait till later to see if I did ok.

Whats the worse thing your Master/Mistress has asked you to do?
 
Something similar, although I have yet to actually do it...but she's hinted at it many times and it terrifies me. Shaving her private areas...good god, what if I cut her? I'll be a nervous wreck...
 
She hasn't yet set me a task that has frightened me very much. I have shaved her, from her feet to Her navel except for Her lttle runway, and while it made me a little nervous, it wasn't very bad. <shrug> Probably because a razor is just another knife and I'm really comfortable with them. Although I am sure She has more up Her sleeves. She just hasn't given those tasks out yet!
 
I get to regularly trim his hair, beard and moustache but by far the scariest to date has been when he ordered me to cut open his toe in an effort to find what was causing him so much pain.....cut, gasping all the while, until I could see deep down something resembling a bone fragment....after being ordered to retrieve the offending item (which proved difficult as I had only seen the tip, not the whole thing), I probed and used tweezers to remove it and found it to be a huge piece of toenail buried in the end of his toe (don't ask how it got there, but it was almost through to the bone tip). I get quesy every time he mentions he might require another such form of surgery at my hands. :eek:

Catalina :rose:
 
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catalina_francisco said:
I get to regularly trim his hair, beard and moustache but by far the scariest to date has been when he ordered me to cut open his toe in an effort to find what was causing him so much pain.....cut, gasping all the while, until I could see deep down something resembling a bone fragment....after being ordered to retrieve the offending item (which proved difficult as I had only seen the tip, not the whole thing), I probed and used tweezers to remove it and found it to be a huge piece of toenail buried in the end of his toe (don't ask how it got there, but it was almost through to the bone tip). I get quesy every time he mentions he might require another such form of surgery at my hands. :eek:

Catalina :rose:

Christ! DIY surgery! You two are hardcore.

M has had to inject me with heparin. This goes into the tummy, but is subcutaneous. He may have to give me IM injections weekly depending on whether I bother with this last med or just hop to surgery.

So far that's been his hardest job to date. Other than watching me get sick and enduring me getting boring.

Still this is a cakewalk compared to exploratory toe cutting, yikes.
 
serijules said:
Something similar, although I have yet to actually do it...but she's hinted at it many times and it terrifies me. Shaving her private areas...good god, what if I cut her? I'll be a nervous wreck...

my pup has this as one of his required tasks he will learn. And blindfolded. So far its just my mons i trust him with as he is pretty bad and so paranoid about cutting me.And he last time got a bit over enthused with the shaving gel, in a weak attempt to distract me.He got his head dunked in the bath.

My worst, I had to entice, arrange an interview on my own and then perform with a young man, 15 years my junior for my master. The interview was nervewracking.
Esp when I had to ask him to feel my pussy in a public place. Thankfully he was a polite, intelligent lad.He actually invited me to lunch when he was back in town, over a year later. He's a sweet sub himself now.
But the memory of asking that still makes me cringe.
 
Netzach said:
Christ! DIY surgery! You two are hardcore.

M has had to inject me with heparin. This goes into the tummy, but is subcutaneous. He may have to give me IM injections weekly depending on whether I bother with this last med or just hop to surgery.

So far that's been his hardest job to date. Other than watching me get sick and enduring me getting boring.

Still this is a cakewalk compared to exploratory toe cutting, yikes.

LOL, tell me about it....and to think he insisted because he has an aversion to visiting doctors and dentists!! :rolleyes:

Catalina :rose:
 
The objectively sacry things I've had to do weren't that scary to me at the time they happened (although some gave me the shakes later), but there were plenty of things that most people laugh at and think of as small potatoes that terrified me. For example, when I heard a scary noise in the house late at night and he couldn't get out of bed, I had to be the one to go investigate. There's something about being woken up in the middle of the night by a strange noise that elicits big fears in me, and so those midnight "check things out" walks were experiences in terror for me. I have (or had) a fire phobia, so early in our relationship, lighting a barbecue--something I'd never done before I met him--or even just being near him when he lighted the barbecue scared me bad. I got over the barbecue fear, but never overcame my fear of night sounds.
 
Yeah, I don't like the night sounds either. Brings up bad memories.

Oh and Catalina, HELLO, podiatrist!
 
Feed and care for the RATS!!!!
Yes furry, beady eyed long tailed rodents. :p

When I shaved Miss Karen for the first time it was a bit nerve wracking, but I didn't nick her, so everything turned out well.

Now we're waiting until we move into a bigger house with a much larger bathroom, before we attempt shaving again.
 
laughingbadger said:
Public nudity!!

AMEN!!! Being told to strip practically naked in the car on the highway...in the middle of the day....I thought I was going to have a heart attack or die of embarrassment or both! Fortunately, Master has not given that order for many years. (And I hope he doesn't see this. :devil: )

Catalina, holy smokes, you are brave! I'd have passed out for sure.
 
In a previous relationship I had some strange tasks to do, but they were punishment for wrongdoings for example calling him without permission *sigh*. They were not scary inthemselves but the associated mindfucks were.

He has suggested on three seperate occasions that he may want me to shave him, now I am used to shaving men (at least i was a few years ago) but the thought of shaving him and nicking him really is scary.
I know I will shake so much at the prepartion involved.

Of course I could use and electric razor and be sure of not cutting him, that would make the task easier by far.

But I am still dreading if he insists I shave him.
 
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shy slave said:
In a previous relationship I had some strange tasks to do, but they were punishment for wrongdoings fore example calling him without permission *sigh*. They were not scary inthemselves but the associated mindfucks were.

He has suggested on three seperate occasions that he may want me to shave him, now I am used to shaving men (at least i was a few years ago) but the thought of shaving him and nicking him really is scary.
I know I will shake so much at the prepartion involved.

Of course I could use and electric razor and be sure of not cutting him, that would make the task easier by far.

But I am still dreading if he insists I shave him.

I have been taking care of K's go-tee for years. I also shave the back of his neck. It doesn't bother me, never has. On the other hand, when I was preggo with B and I was so sick he offered to shave my legs and I was WAY uncomfortable with that. I've seen the nicks on his face, their's no way he's coming anywhere near my legs. I'm not sure if he actually wanted to, or if he was just giving me a boost toward shaving my own legs, cause I did it that night. lol

As for hardest . . . that'd be when he made me go into a local lingerie/sex toy store and ask them if they knew of a store that sold bdsm stuff. *blushes* I was literally stuttering.
 
SueJ said:
AMEN!!! Being told to strip practically naked in the car on the highway...in the middle of the day....I thought I was going to have a heart attack or die of embarrassment or both! Fortunately, Master has not given that order for many years. (And I hope he doesn't see this. :devil: )

Catalina, holy smokes, you are brave! I'd have passed out for sure.

LOL!

My girlfriend, before we started on d/s at all, did that once.

We were riding around, I look over, and she's naked. I was amazed. She just stripped in the car b/c she didn't want to have to strip when we found a quiet place :p

Horny little girl that she was :nana:
 
jasonlf said:
LOL!

My girlfriend, before we started on d/s at all, did that once.

We were riding around, I look over, and she's naked. I was amazed. She just stripped in the car b/c she didn't want to have to strip when we found a quiet place :p

Horny little girl that she was :nana:

And you're a virgin? :confused:
 
I've shaved me wife's "hooey" and "taint" (ain't your ass and ain't your hooey), her terms, space enough times to have conquered that fear. Nope, going to the local BDSM Halloween party CD was it. I was a wreck, completely. I was convinced we'd get jumped or a super-testosterone Dom would find cause to flex his pecs. Instead, a certain Mistress Linda made us both feel enormously welcome and her sub, a gentle giant who looked like an extra to a movie called "bikers gut you like fish and feed you to goldfish" winked and reminded me my Seiko didn't really go with the outfit.
 
jasonlf said:
We were on that whole "everything BUT" kick... you know, you do everything BUT the actual sex.

Ah, but the question is, where does sex begin and end? Penetration is not the be all and end all is it?

Catalina :cattail:
 
I got pranced around outside at night, hands behind my back with cuffs that were attatched to a collar that, and also a leash that I was lead down the trail on. I only had a little leather thing thing on. It is a pretty peaceful wooded area behind neighborhood and late so noone was out thank god.
 
jasonlf said:
We were on that whole "everything BUT" kick... you know, you do everything BUT the actual sex.


Yes, I have a Christian friend who was into that.

I'd rather be on an "everything butt" kick.
 
My sis has an incompitant cervix, and is not allowed to have intercourse for the last 5 months of her pregnancys. She says that the good thing about that is that she and her hubby got REALLY good at everything else.
 
laughingbadger said:
Public nudity!!

Oh gawd!! Master took me to one of the national parks and found a quiet place to take some pics, made me take off my skirt and top (I hid behind a tree, and my undies had already been taken off in the car). Then I had to go out in full view of anybody who might have been driving along the track and pose for pics :eek: I was blushing like mad and it seemed to take ages (couldn't have been more than 5 minutes though) before He took pity on me and let me get dressed again.

Lucky we finished when we did because a couple of minutes later a couple of cars came driving down that track! :D

I didn't realise how much of a turn on it had been until He felt my pussy as we were driving home and I was soaking wet :eek:
 
Bandit58 said:
Oh gawd!! Master took me to one of the national parks and found a quiet place to take some pics, made me take off my skirt and top (I hid behind a tree, and my undies had already been taken off in the car). Then I had to go out in full view of anybody who might have been driving along the track and pose for pics :eek: I was blushing like mad and it seemed to take ages (couldn't have been more than 5 minutes though) before He took pity on me and let me get dressed again.

Lucky we finished when we did because a couple of minutes later a couple of cars came driving down that track! :D

I didn't realise how much of a turn on it had been until He felt my pussy as we were driving home and I was soaking wet :eek:

LOL, sort of reminds me of the time soon after I came to Holland when qwe drove back to the house we were living in with me naked except for lace top stockings and high heels. I had been slightly paranoid about being naked in the car and getting caught by police (not something that usually bothered me except here you can't get away from people ever and didn't want problems with the law). When we arrived and had to park a few doors away from the house, somehow it happened he made a comment along the lines of I wouldn't be daring enough to walk to the front door dressed (or undressed as the case was) the way I was. Hmmmm, well that was like waving a red flag to a bull and I just had to do it then. Was a bit chilly but I made it to the front door without running, and then couldn't get the key in the lock. ROFL, he came to my rescue after a suitable time of letting me continue my futile attempts to open the door which was troublesome at the best of times. :devil:

Catalina :rose:
 
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