I made myself a schedule, so I didn't bother Charlie. He's obviously getting laid by someone and because of that, he doesn't want me around any longer.
Time
What I Do
6:45
Wake Up
7:05
Take A Shower
7:30
Get Dressed
7:40
Gather Dirty Laundry
7:50
Eat Breakfast
8:15
Start Wash
8:20
Clean Bathroom
9:00
Straighten Bedroom
9:15
Take A Nap
11:30
Wash Face
11:40
Take A Walk
12:15
Eat Lunch
12:30
Read
2:05
Finish Laundry
2:15
Tea
2:30
Visit W/ Friends
3:30
Clean the Kitchen
4:00
Help Prepare Dinner
4:30
Set Table
4:45
Lay Out Clothes For Tomorrow
5:20
Read
5:30
Eat Dinner
5:45
Charlie Gets Home
5:50
Go To Potions Lab
6:15
In Study, Drinking
6:30
Read
6:45
Fight W/ Charlie
7:45
Bed
Week 2I'm so tired of not being able to touch or talk to my lover. I'm tired of our constant fights. My parents are worried. Aunt Cissa's more than just concerned. I know they realize what I've been doing. I keep trying to avoid Charlie, just for us to try and go to bed, only to fight. I can't do this anymore. He has to either start talking to me or he can find himself another submissive.
"Charlie?"
"What."
"I wanna talk."
"Then, talk."
"Where do you go all day that makes you so happy?"
"Nowhere that concerns you."
"It does when I constantly think you're cheating and having sex with someone else!"
"What?"
"You're always happy when you come home, you don't want to talk, and you won't let me touch you. And, it hurts, Char. It hurts a lot."
"Oh, Dray. Come here."
I hesitated for a few minutes but sat in his lap nonetheless.
"I go to a bar, work, or the Burrow, love. I can't talk or touch you because I want to be in you so badly. So, I go out, get drunk, work with the Dragons, or visit my family, so I don't end your punishment early. Dray, I will never cheat on you. It isn't that I don't want to, it's that I can't."
"Oh. Then, I should go…"
"No! Dray, stay in my arms for right now. Please."
"Okay. Love you, My Tamer."
"Thank you. Love you too, My Dragon."
Week 3Final week! Yes! My stomach had grown from the size of a large ball to an oversized pumpkin. The amount of piss in me was ridiculous. I had pissed 6 times a day for 2.5 weeks (17 days + 12 hours). Meaning I had pissed 105 times in 2.5 weeks. I had another 3.5 days (3 days + 12 hours) before I could even have sex again. And piss like a normal person! I swore if I got punished like that again, and I didn't give two flying fucks if it's by Sir or Charlie, I was murdering someone.
It had been exactly 2.75 days (2 days + 18 hours). I was officially done. Charlie kept trying to spell the ears and tail on permanently and Mum kept trying to magic more water in me. Needless to say, I was pissed. Dad and Aunt Cissa had to keep them both away from me for a day before I gave in and hexed the crap out of them both. I only had 18 more hours of that crap before it was done. Charlie was sleeping on the couch for the month if I ever had to go through with this shit again.
12 hours later~I was screwed. Royally screwed. I had just wanted to remove the extra water Mum put in me. I ended up removing all of it. Again, I was screwed. If Sir caught wind of this, I was going to be punished again. I had just hoped Charlie could remain in control that time.
The End Of The 3rd WeekIt was the end of my punishment and I was not happy. Not at all. All three of the parental figures in my life had told me to run and then, they decided to run to France. Sir was going to be pissed. Charlie was going to be upset and disappointed. I hadn't wanted to face Sir, however, I would take pissed off over disappointed any day.
I was already regretting wanting to remove that extra water. I was going to regret that more if Charlie lost control.