My partner and I have a little tradition, where every Sunday, we sit down together and look through all our photos from the previous week. It's nice to remember some of the highlights, and often reminds us of things that happened over the week that we'd forgotten to tell one another.

 

When it was my turn, I really only looked at the dates of the photos on my phone so I could scroll back to last Sunday, but I immediately noticed that I had taken a lot more pictures than I thought I had. I shrugged a bit internally and pulled up the first one.

 

The first photo was always a picture of the two of us together that we take on Sundays. I scrolled through, showing them a few screenshots and memes I'd saved. A selfie from our dinner date on Monday. A couple pictures of my partner I'd taken when they weren't looking.

 

Then on Wednesday, there were a few work selfies I didn't remember taking. They were obviously selfies, given the angles and such, and I had obviously taken them, but I had no recollection of doing so. But work had been rather busy this week, so it would make sense for it to have slipped my mind.

 

The next was a picture of me immediately after a shower, wearing nothing but a towel, staring into the mirror with blank eyes. Again, I had obviously taken the photo; I could see my phone in my hand in the mirror's reflection. But I didn't remember doing so, and wouldn't take a photo like that. I was starting to get a little nervous; I had clearly taken the picture, but why did I take it, and why couldn't I remember taking it?

 

I relaxed when the next few photos were all ones I'd remembered taking- a few more memes I'd saved and some pictures from my niece's birthday party Friday evening.

 

The next picture was from yesterday, which I'd spent with my partner.

 

It was of me, wearing my collar and gag. Then another of me, still wearing the collar, but my face covered in cum. I remembered vividly the events in the photos- it was wonderful, and had only happened yesterday, after all. But who had taken those pictures with my phone?

 

I looked quizzically at my partner, the only other person who could have taken pictures with my phone yesterday, my anger flaring.

 

Then, I noticed a dog training clicker in their hand. I heard the click. I blinked a few times.

 

"Look at your phone."

 

I looked at my phone.

 

There was a new selfie, that I had obviously taken with my phone, time stamped to one minute prior.

 

".......how?"

 

I heard another click.