Stories from a Crazy Sub (or 10.000 ways to piss off your loving Dom)

53. I hate this pandemic!

Long time no see my lovely readers. Do you remember me? It's been so long since I've shared anything with you, that I almost feel like I have to reintroduce myself.

So here goes: Hi everyone. I'm CrazySub and I drive my Master bonkers in a thousand different ways every day, all while trying to be a mum, wife, sister, daughter, friend, colleague and all around responsible adult during the greatest pandemic in the last 100 years.

I don't know about you guys, but this last year has brought me to my breaking point a few times.
I've hidden under my covers, fingers in my ears, humming loudly while pretending the world didn't exist.
I've screamed into pillows.
I've argued loudly and one sidedly with people on the radio (To the entertainment of my colleagues.).

And I've read. A lot!

Reading has become my escape, a trip into a world where happy endings are always ensured and the bad things go away before the last page.

With all this going on, the craziness put a great dampener on my own writing. It got to a point where my writers block was so bad, I got a stomachache every time I tried opening Wattpad's writing tool.  The ideas were there, but I couldn't get them out, so I just hid instead.

I'm not completely past it, but the great big boulders I used to have rolling around in there, have ground themselves down to medium sized rocks. So I decided it was time to woman up and conquer my fear, thus this (slightly rambling) update.

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After that intro I think we need a funny little anecdote, so here's the story about the first Covid-19 test I had done.

As you know, I've always been way too curious for my own good and at work we had been talking about how the testing was done and how it might feel. I decided that rather than guessing, there was nothing like a little practical knowledge. So after my shift was done, I went to one of the drop in test sites the government has set up.

Testing here is free, quick, easy and encouraged and getting it done doesn't take a lot of time out of our day. Although most tests here are done by shoving something that looks like a long cotton swab down your throat so pleasant it is not!

Standing in line (with the recommend 1,5 meters between me and the next victim.), I got a little nervous at the gross sounds of people gagging in the test cubicles in front of me. I mean some of them almost sounded like they were throwing up yesterday's breakfast!?! But I was determined to get my curiosity satisfied.

When it was my turn, I stepped up to the sweet looking torture nurse with a slight trepidation. The last person she'd tested had to sit down with their head between their knees afterwards to regain their breath and I was not feeling confident.

"Hi." She smiled at me. "Have you tried this before?"

I shook my head "No".

"Well it's really easy." She said. "I'll just put this down your throat." She showed me the cotton swab.

"I've heard that one before!" my dirty mind chimed in.

"Then I'll gently rub it up and down for about six seconds." She continued, apparently unaware of the conversation in my head.

"This still sounds like a playtime negotiation." the dirty voice giggled.

"And that should be it." The nurse finished her explanation. "It'll be over in no time, if you just remember to breathe through your nose."

"Oh god! Why is everything this woman says so dirty?" I was fighting myself to keep my brain-to-mouth filter at least somewhat functional. "The whole thing sounds like I'm getting ready to go down on her!" my mind unhelpfully threw out and I nearly lost the battle.

The test itself went just as she had explained and let's just say I didn't have any problems with the swab (Thank you Master).

As I was getting ready to leave, the nurse let me know that I might not have said the words in my head out loud, but apparently my face had spoken volumes. Because she grinned and said "I have to tell you, you took it so very well having this shoved down the throat." Then she winked at my blushing and wished me a lovely day.

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I know I alluded to new things we were trying on in the last chapter. And I know I promised I'd tell you more this time. But I'm not sure I have the words to make it interesting anymore.

I will share one of them anyway though.

We tried out a little thing we called 10x10 where I had to have ten spankings every day for ten days. That was actually really fun although my butt did end up very sensitive by the end of the 10 days.

It made me feel seen by my Master and I liked that a lot. But scheduling something like that in for long term is unfortunately not something we could work our way around.

Ten spankings might not sound like it would take that long. But with how our lives are working at the moment, just being together for more than half an hour before we crash into bed can be difficult some days.

So for now, we stick with my monthly maintenance.

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I think that's all I had to share today. Hopefully I'll get back on the horse, writing wise, and be able to update again soon.

Take care out there everyone!

The End.
Published February 7. 2021