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So, I had the task of cumming 8 times in 24 hours.  I was really  concerned about it as soon as Mistress Trecia gave me the assignment as even in my horny teenage years, I’ve only ever cum three times in a day at most.  Plus, I’d already had one which meant that I’d actually be trying to have 9!  Hoo, boy.

I decided to get started right away to see if I could at least get a couple out of the way before I went to bed.  (I only paused long enough to clean up my "spill".)  Mistress said I could cum by "any means necessary" (porn, toys, etc.), so I immediately got comfy in my leather desk chair and started going through my porn collection, pulling out some of my faves to help me with the huge task ahead.  (Thank you, Melanie Anton!)

I had the failure still looming over me (I started all of this just 20 minutes after the shame of spilling during the assignment) and my difficulty shaking the feeling was messing with my head and made it hard to concentrate on bringing myself to orgasm again and again (and again and again and again…)

I managed to pull together some focus and was able to cum three more times before going to bed.  While I was pleased that I was able to do so, I had tried to do a fourth and was not able to even keep my cock hard, let alone have an orgasm.  With 6 more looming over my head, I was really concerned about the coming day as I drifted off to sleep.

Morning came really  early and I was feeling the lack of sleep.  (Between the assignment and the masturbation, I had only received 4 hours of sleep.)  Things started out okay.  I started the morning with another attempt at bringing down my total number while my wife was in the shower.  I had hoped to get two more down, but was only able to cum once.

Then, the wheels came completely off my day.

I was planning to meet a friend after work, so my wife and I needed to take separate cars for part of our morning commute.  (I leave my car part way so I don’t have to come all the way home before going out.)  My wife, however, left with both sets of keys without knowing and didn’t have her cell phone turned on.  I spent almost an hour calling and calling getting more and more upset.  She eventually wondered why I wasn’t at the meeting point and turned her phone on, but I ended up being 2 hours late for work.

To add to that, I had my second job interview that afternoon the normal pre-interview stress combined with the lingering disaster the night before left me feeling horrible and completely worthless.  Fortunately for me, Mistress gave me an IM pep talk, reiterating that she wasn’t mad, that she knew I would meet the day’s challenge, and that I would kick ass at the interview.

Armed with a blossoming new take on the day, I went to my interview and completely killed.  I managed to be funny, ask the right questions, and left feeling high as a kite.  Mistress told me to call her after the interview and she basically said "I told you so" and said she knew I’d also be able to completely my assignment.

After changing out of my suit into some more comfy clothes, I went to meet my friend.  We met on a gaming mailing list about 7 years ago when I was trying to get Chicago-area gamers together.  He was the only one who showed up and we became fast friends.  He’s been going through a huge personal crisis and our get together was a chance for us to just have a little fun for a change.

Between nailing the interview and finally being able to relax, I was able to sneak away to the men’s room every 45 minutes or so and finish the assignment.  I actually sent Mistress an e-mail part way through the night and she replied "You’re still out?  And you’re still cumming?!?" 

By the time I got home around 2 a.m., I was spent both physically and emotionally and fell into a sound and dreamless sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, once again comforted that I had succeeded in the challenges laid down by my cherished Mistress.