Womanhood for Jenny

The muted alarm-clock brought jenny awake instantly. She reached over to shut it off. Being ever so careful not to disturb Master, she slipped out of bed and gazed lovingly at the sleeping man. From their earliest intimacy, He had accepted her completely as a woman, His woman, not a trans-gendered male or a gay transvestite. For that alone, she vowed to serve Him with total devotion for as long as He desired her. With a last glance, she made her way silently to the bathroom. After five glorious years serving Master Charles, her morning ritual was fully ingrained, meticulous, and efficient. Shedding her nightie, she prepared and inserted the low douche of thick liquid soap and vinegar, with enough hot water to make one quart. For daily use, she was permitted to use the bulb syringe with the thick douche nozzle, which she used to rub her G-spot/prostate. Since she was denied masturbation, it was her only solo pleasure.

It took three fillings to drain the whole quart from the mixing pitcher. When Master gave her punishment or discipline douches, He would use the large hanging multi-quart bag or the manual pump. Touching the thick nozzle, her guts gave an involuntary twitch in memory of the horrible cramping and terrible pressure He subjected her to on those occasions. But her normal daily douche was welcome and refreshing.. True, there were the usual cramps from the liquid soap, and the sting of the vinegar, but she held the steaming liquid easily as she shaved her armpits, legs, and entire bikini area. Hormones. electrolysis, and laser work had pretty much eliminated other body and facial hair, so only feminine shaving was required. Once finished, she sat down and expelled the liquid. Taking the douche syringe into the shower with her, she filled it with lukewarm water and rinsed herself of the stinging chemicals twice before completing her shower.

Drying quickly, she put her gown and used towel in the hamper and set out a fresh towel for Master. Just inside the bedroom door, a chair held her clothes for the day. If Master didn't specify anything, she laid out her clothes the night before to avoid disturbing Him in the mornings.