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Name: suburbansub

Challenge Notes:

Tickleberry Challenge User Image I was surprised to receive Miss Julie’s email. When it arrived, I expected nothing more than thanks for my mail. It was quite a shock to read that she was requiring me to take the Tickleberry Challenge; to see whether I was worthy of her attention.

‘They’re all going to stare at you like some pervert!’ went through my mind as I walked into the store. Then I remembered Miss Julie’s parting words, ‘Remember you will be doing this under instruction from me!’ which somehow made it seem OK … but no less scary!

I quickly grabbed a cucumber … never before has a cucumber seemed so obscene! Someone was standing with their trolley in front of the next display so I couldn’t get to the condoms until I’d asked her to move. She was still beside by me as I picked up a tube of KY as well; but I didn’t dare look to see if she was watching me.

I walked nervously to the check-outs with only the three items specified in my wire basket. I avoided the till lady I often chat to and went to the express till. There, the old lady being served took forever and the woman behind me kept banging her basket into the back of my leg. Then the guy in front couldn’t get his PIN right and by then, my basket containing only three items, was sitting on the counter for all to see.

The cashier didn’t bat an eyelid when she processed my purchases and I concluded the woman behind me didn’t belong to this world anyway; but it was still a huge relief to slip everything into a carrier and leave with my prize … a receipt for only the three items specified! When I got home I felt further relief … I’d come through it … and pride … I’d complied with Miss Julie’s instructions!

It would be presumptuous of me to describe Miss Julie as my ‘Mistress’, so the question of what I would do for her doesn’t yet arise. I realise that I’m not exactly a ‘prize catch’ and that the challenge was probably only the first test of my worthiness. My hopes for now are that she will, in time, consider me worthy as a candidate for submission; and that once the ‘silly season’ of Christmas and New Year is over, I can escape from my vanilla existence enough and at suitable times for me to merit her attention.

I sometimes refer to my submissive nature openly but I am, at best, humoured. Sessions have been infrequent, bondage unrealistic and discipline ineffective. If Miss Julie and I do come together, what I suspect will happen is that she will demand true submission from me, drawing it out in a way that meets her needs and aspirations rather than just fulfilling my fantasies.

‘Try something new today!’ declares the Sainsbury’s receipt. Well the Tickleberry Challenge was certainly ‘something new’!

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