Deviant Dreams Has Moved

2006-11-18T14:41:00.000-08:00

Deviant Dreams has moved over to wordpress. If you link to this blog, please update your blogroll to use the following URL:

http://deviantdreams.wordpress.com

V and I look forward to seeing you on the other side.

Take care.

Gracie's Playground will be moving to wordpress in 2007...if not sooner.

NOTE: Thank you W for catching the error on the URL.

my rag doll II

2006-11-16T16:46:00.000-08:00

"there are so many different ways to sew baby. i know i am going to do this all wrong as i have seen those doctors using those curved needles and i am sure there is a reason for all of it."

i start to close in and i watch your stomach sink inwards holding your breath. "yeah this may hurt," i say in a concentrated tone.

pressing the tip of the needle against your swelling incision. i grab the cut and squeeze it together with my free hand as i puncture your flesh. you hiss and curse, "FUCK!". i watch as your hands grip the sheets and i don't hesitate with my fluid action. i start to sew up the small incision with the black thread lacing so perfectly over the red cut.

"sewing clothes and flesh are two completely different things." i make the last tug and watch you flinch with pain. there is sweat beading on your forehead. "i am proud of you letting me do that without tying you down baby. mmmmm i wanna do another one.....longer this time."

your eyes dart at mine pleading. you start to shake your head from side to side and i do one nod up and down. your eyes give in immediately and you shift between my legs again.

"uh huh my bitch, you know you want it just as bad as i want to inflict it. you like any kind of attention from me don't you?" i pull out a clean scalpel. "you hate it when i ignore you and make you just sit there like a lifeless object huh?"

you look at me with childlike eyes, big and round. you know better then to answer.

"hmmmmm where should i cut ya baby?" i look at your body and my eyes keep darting back to my sewn handy work. looking at it makes me grind into your thighs. i can feel my wetness exchanging on to your skin. i start to scoot down your legs, dragging my soaked cunt with my mouth inches from your cunt. i look up at you and see your neck craning to see where my mouth goes. i grin at you ever so wickedly and give your clit a quick flick of my tongue. your head falls back to the bed and you moan.

i drag the tip of the cold scalpel over your cunt and your skin bumps up as your breathing grows nervous. your skin bumps up as i make delicate cuts across your thigh. i watch in a daze as the thin lines of red grow darker and darker. i push the scalpel into the top of your thigh dragging the incision several inches.the thick blood pools out searching for the bed. my tongue traps the trail as i lick upwards towards the source. i glance up at you and see you teeth clenched and your chest heaving.

"mmmmmm goddamn baby i wanna just drain you."

my rag doll

2006-11-09T21:34:00.000-08:00

"i don't know what it is about you," i say in a trance. "i believe that our chemistry is in such a way that really could destroy us," as i push my exacto knife tip into your flesh deep. your hissing tells me it is not deep enough, i push harder. when i hear your groan from you abdomen i know it is just right. "mmmmmmmmm, i like that," as the blade pulls downward making a deep incision.

i watch the blood run rapidly from the fresh cut. the thick line runs downward and my tongue closes in on the path. you gasp as i lick the escaping trail of dark red. the side of my tongue brushes against your balls and your cock twitches.

"mmmmm you taste sweet baby."

my saliva and your seeping blood mix together on your flesh. i drag the tip of the blade around your balls and up and down your cock.

"i wouldn't twitch so much if i were you, you may hurt yourself slamming into my blade," i warn. "of course i wouldn't care if you cut your cock, but i am sure you would."

i can see the concentration in your face to try to keep from the arousal of my sharp object poking and prodding your skin. i pull your legs closer together as i straddle your knees.

"you know as much as i love your cock..." i grip your hard on tightly and your mouth opens. "i equally love that cunt baby." i shove your cock between your legs tucking it as i push your legs closed with my thighs holding your make shift cunt in place. i can feel you shuddering under beneath me.

"such a slut." i start to move down towards your cunt. i see you suck in a breath of air with anticipation and the hope i would lick that clit of yours. my tongues goes for the sticky wound as i tongue the swelling flesh.

i lean back upwards and stare down at you with a wicked grin. i reach for unraveled tool kit that houses all my sharp and shiny toys. i love the glisten of the steel against the light. i pull out a needle and black medical thread. i watch your eyes grow big and round as i sit there calmly threading the needle.

"heh, yeah that cut was pretty deep, i need to stitch it up. ohh you know better then for me to worry about your safety." i laugh. "i am merely doing this because i want to see what you looked like dementedly stitched up like my rag doll."

you start to squirm and shift. "yeah i thought you would dig that you fucking pain slut." i pull the thread through the needle eye and feed the length through doubling up the thread. "i am sure i am doing this all complete inappropriately, but i am sure you will forgive my lack of medical skill and knowledge. i really did not have the time nor patience to read up on this since i couldn't keep my fingers out of my wet cunt long enough."

i pull a bottle of alcohol out as i douse the needle and thread with attempts to keep things sterile. i can see your breathing is picking up from nerves. i know your cock is throbbing hard and i can almost bet you could cum at any given moment.

a sin

2006-11-05T16:50:00.000-08:00

V sends me this email with the subject of "Goddamn You"

fucking bitch...

i'm sitting in church this morning and suddenly you voice kicks in and i remember something you said about fucking (or wanting to fuck) in church. and i'm finding my cock start to twitch in my jeans as i see us sitting in a pew with our coats over our laps...your one hand stroking your clit and while the other has unzipped my fly and pulses my cock - all the looking for all the world like you're paying attention.

and my cock twitches harder. i'm fighting to keep it from turning into a full fledged hardon. i know a hymn is coming up and, even though everyone else is downstairs, standing with a hardon probably wouldn't go over to well. Finally, i get my mind off the picture of you imperceptibly jerking me off just before the hymn.

but you popped back into my head throughout the service. cock twitching...finding myself half listening and half hard...needing to refocus my attention.

bitch. i'm sure you find this all rather amusing.

your slut

--

i in return responded to his email with:

mmmmmm baby, it is funny because right when i opened this email i
wondered if you went to church. then i thought about how bitterly
sweet that would be, you...me...god. mmmmm so wrong. quite the front
you put up baby just to make sure no one could get a glimpse of an
idea that you are just one fucked up deviant like the rest of us.

catholic?

i always had this thought about fucking in a confessional. though i
was never brought up catholic i always found those confessional booths
alluring for wrong doings. i wonder if anyone has shined a black light
in those to see how much dna has been left behind.

i could see myself going in there with a skirt, no panties. rubbing my
clit as i recounted the numerous times i have thought "impure"
thoughts and talked to men online, watched hardons, watched men
cumming and mmmmmm especially you. the thrill of contained that orgasm
as i went on to say how i had a slut 3000 miles away that did whatever
i desired, that he was married and that i enjoyed watching his wedding
ring shine in the web cam as he played with his cock for me. i wonder
can you say "cock" in confessional? hmmmmm.

in the closet

2006-11-03T21:01:00.000-08:00

through the small crack left in the closet door you can see my legs bent and spread wide as i thrust my hips upward. the moaning and groaning cause your cock to strain. you watched as i lubed my plug with my cunt and slipped it in my tight ass. you gasped as i plunged my dildo in my hungry cunt. you ached when i started tugging and pinching my nipples.

"fucking bitch," you think. "she would rather fucking have phone sex right in front of me then just use me. she left this crack on purpose, knowing i would watch."

you watch as the large dildo makes its grand entrance into my soaked cunt. your cock is oozing as you watch it slosh its way in and out of my glistening and now stretched cunt.

my eyes lock to your one eye and i unmistakeably wink at you as you turn away. i knew better to just leave you in the closet. i knew you would sneak out like you always do. oh no, this time you were locked in place so that you could not even grab that slutty cock of yours.

i bite my lower lip and close my eyes as i can hear the voice on the other end making me so fucking wet or is it that one little eye peering from the closet that has me reeling? i keep coming with intensity as the towel beneath me grows a larger wet spot. your breathing increases as you watch my body spasm and jerk with each orgasm. if only you could grab your cock, it hurts with a throbbing need to be jacked off.

the panting and whimpering causes you to groan in your throat. the air is hot and thick with my cunt smell. you wanted to be the one causing that to me. my hand stopped pumping the dildo in my cunt. the dildo slowly slips its way out of my used cunt as my chest heaves up and down.

snap.

i closed my phone and laid there catching my breath. my hand travels between my legs to feel my delicious wetness. my middle finger dips into my raw cunt and pulls out nice and wet. i bring my finger to my mouth and stare straight at you as i suck it clean. i can hear a whimper from the closet. i give you a wicked smile and get up from the bed. i grab the towel and throw it towards the closet as i walk out of the room and turn off the lights.

sitting in the darkness you get down as far as you can to the floor to catch a whiff of my cunt. your nose presses through the crack and take a deep sniff to smell me. mmmmm if you closed your eyes it almost felt like my cunt was right beneath you just waiting for your tongue. your cock twitches again.

"goddamn her," you mumble as you readjust your position in the cramped closet.

you lean back against the wall and try to close your eyes. the air still smells like sex and your cock is aching in pain now. your balls are squeezed tight ready to burst with your seed.

"fucking cunt," you murmur as you try to sleep.

you feel a small tongue licking on your balls up the shaft of your cock. the tongue is not soft and as you slowly wake and your eyes focus you see its a cat. you jerk your body and try to shoo him out of the closet.

"piece of shit," you hiss. the closet door was forced open wider by the curious cat. your cock is still throbbing hard and you cannot tell what time it is. you squint your eyes out of the closet and see that no one is in the bed. there is a faint dusk light outside the window. your head aches as you rest it back against the wall as your body is cramped and in pain. you make another shift to try to relieve the searing pain in your back.

"fuck grace, you fucking whore," you growl. you yawn and fall back into a fucked up sleep.

"MMMMMMM FUCK!!" i scream.

you bolt awake to see complete blackness. your eyes work fast to focus and the opened closet door was now completely closed.

"shit!" you hiss. you didn't care if i heard you or not, but judging from the chaos taking place on the other side of the door you doubted anyone heard.

"GODDAMN FUCK ME!" i scream.

you can hear grunting, sloshing, slapping and smacking. your cock throbs and twitches unbearably hard again. the smell of sex seeps into the closet. you can smell his cock and my cunt. your lip starts to curl as your frustration builds in that small closet.

"UHhhh UHHHH SHIT!" i whimper.

you hear that fatal grunt and you know my body is spasming as his cum drains into my hungry cunt.

the door pushes open and you wince at the bright light. the man fidgets with you restraints and tugs you by the leash to the bed. your body is hunched and rigid as you try to crawl your way towards the bed.

"awwww look at my closet pet," i whisper. "be a good boy and clean my cunt baby." as part my legs wide. your eyes focus on the thick cum oozing from my cunt. without hesitation you lean forward and take small licks at my dirty slit. you choke down his cum with a snarl. you hear him pissing in the bathroom as i push into your probiing tongue. "just do what i asked baby, no funny business, i am tired," i coo. just when the cum was all cleaned up you took that sneaky probe in my cunt to taste me. i knew and i kicked you off the bed.

"you fucker," i hiss. "i told you to clean me, not tongue fuck me! get back in your closet you piece of shit!"

you bow your head in shame and crawl on all fours back in the closet and shut the door.

"what happened?" you hear the male voice question as he walked back in the room.

"that piece of shit tried to lick me after cleaning me," i boast loudly so that you could hear without question.

"want me to do anything baby?" he whispers.

i laugh, "no, i got just the punishment for him tomorrow. i need to sleep now."

trick and treat

2006-11-01T12:11:00.000-08:00

click...

click...

click...

the noise of brisk footsteps hitting the sidewalk with a seductive strut. your eyes watch the black heels and slowly they move up the ankle to the calves. the fishnet stockings are perfectly aligned, the thighs to the hem of the short skirt to the exposed neck. your cock twitches as you are watching the skirt sway from side to side. you are still pondering if there is anything underneath covering my cunt. you recall as i bent slightly forward in front of the mirrored closet door to put on your leash that you saw the bottom of my ass bare, but you could not make out the fleshy cunt.

"cunt," you thought to yourself as you knew i did that on purpose. knowing you would stare and wishing that if i bent forward just an inch forward, i would have answered that question.

tonight seemed different as you were walking behind me in a coat. it was what you were wearing underneath that had you nervous. at least you weren't walking out in the open with the outfit on. as most people don't look down the mary janes with the white lacy socks that you were wearing would have given a clue as to what was just a layer beneath the clothing. but it was halloween you chanted inside your head. your hands were shoved in the coat pockets trying to obscure the bulge in the front of you. you only wish it was your cock that created such a noticeable bulge. it was a strap on.

"oh the things you let me do to you," was the last thing i whispered in your ear as i put made you put on those white lacy socks and shoes.

in the car ride over i made you spread your legs and pull up the coat and dress to expose the rather large dildo that protruded from the vinyl harness. i made you jack it off the whole way over as i giggled as on lookers did double takes. i even made you make faces like you were getting off on the action.

click...

click...

click..

my shoes danced on the wet pavement of the driveway. the neighborhood was exquisite and lined with expensive cars with immaculate yards all uniquely expensive.

the door opens up as we walk up. the person at the door takes our coats and smirks at the sight of you. your hands folded over the bulge and you look down in shame. your leash dangling from your neck like a stray. i grab it and tug you forward into the large entry room. you expect to see others like you but alas you are the only one.

"how convenient," you think in dread.

it is one thing to wear a embarrassingly huge harness but another to be wearing a dress over the goddamn thing. pink...you fucking hate pink. even the collar and leash were pink.

"oh grace is this your pet love?" blurts the alcoholic host. she smelled hideous with her old smoke and vodka. she looked even worse with an overly tight dress and dyed hair. her teeth looked decayed. perhaps it was her costume...or not.

"hello darling," i reply keeping my nose far away from her mouth as i go in to hug her and kiss her wrinkled, dry cheek. "yes, this is my pet. i will tell you he is quite the perfect slut and will suit all needs." i say a matter of factly while giving you the evil glance.

the old hag almost stumbles into you as she openly lifts your dress to expose the cock and grabs it.

"oh grace! you fooled me!" she blurts sending a storm of stench to your face. "i thought this was his large fucking cock!" she laughs as she tugs it throwing you off balance and stumbling to stay upright.

i laugh so beautifully giving you the "fuck me" look. your cock twitches as you shut the old hag out. you feel her yank you to the center of the room as you keep your eyes locked on mine.

"i have just the spot for you pet!" the hag stammers. she drags you to an ottoman placed dead center of the humming crowd. "attention! attention!" she slurs. "here is tonight's pet my pretties. remember she is to be returned in one piece as our dear grace has loaned her to us."

the crowd gives a light applaud as i bow my head in return. my eyes still locked on yours. you start to shake as you have the faintest idea what you are doing here. certain words the hag mentions flash in your brain, "her", "loaned", "one piece". your heart starts to race.

"sit down dear," the hag whispers in your ear. you want to vomit at whisp of her breath.

you take a seat on the ottoman and she gets on her knees. you start to wonder if she has had any kind of hip surgery to be getting on her knees like that. you smirk and she pulls up your dress exposing your fake, erect cock. she wraps her putrid lips and starts to suck it.

"goddamn" you think as you want to vomit at the sight. your eyes shift back in my direction as i give you a smile. your cock twitches as i watch her blowing your fake hard on. her head bobs up and down as she deep throats that huge fucker. you can hear her gag and you feel the same as you would prefer almost anyone else in the room besides this disgusting bag of a woman.

a good morning

2006-10-31T22:21:00.000-08:00

the following was written by my lovely V...

"Good morning, bitch."

I hear the door to my closet opening. Huddled on the floor, I have to take your word for it that it's morning since the blindfold blocks out the light. I force back a whimper as I feel your soft fingers unlock the restraints on my wrists and ankles. All night long I heard him fucking you; heard you narrate every move that he made ("shove that cock up my ass, baby! Fuck me like a little bitch") and every response he gave you ("sick little whore...i will fucking choke the life out of you"). I heard it all; every creak, every moan, rustle of the bed sheets. My cock jerked and begged for relief. After he came deep in your ass you sucked him hard again and begged him to fuck you harder this time. I'm not even sure if he knew I was three feet away, chained with a ball gag.

"I got nicely fucked last night," you chirp, "how about you?" I shake my head stupidly. "No," you laugh, "how could you?! Poor little slut." Your hands clench around my balls squeezing hard. I hear the deep purr of satisfaction as I flinch. "Good, baby," you whisper, "fucking hurt for me. Now it's your turn." You pull me to my feet and lean me against the wall. "Grab your balls, slut. Show me that you'll hurt for me."

My fingers tremble as I take my balls in my hand. I tried to fake it once, but you knew and soon the toe of your shoe slammed into them, sending me to the ground screaming. I know what you want. It's always a fine line between manageable pain and searing pain. I start to squeeze and hear you sit murmuring softly to yourself. Fuck. The first bolt shoots through them. My mouth begins to twist, my head falling forward. "Harder, bitch. Make yourself cry for me." I squeeze harder still, a small cry catches in my throat. I can hear a faint, watery, thwapping sound - your fingers must be deep in your cunt, finger fucking yourself as I punish my balls for you. "More, baby..g-gimme...m-moooore." My fingers clamp down harder and my muffled cry coincides with your own harsh, breathy bark - "G-g-goddammmmmmn." I hear you rise. "That's good, baby. You made me cum nice." Your voice gets closer. The tears leak from my eyes and my chest heaves. Your finger pushes through my lips. The taste of your cunt floods my mouth.

"Such a good slut," you purr, fucking my mouth, "you haven't disappointed me yet, baby. You've been such a pleasing little whore, I think I'll take you to breakfast. But we should get you ready first."

You take my arm and walk me until I feel your bed at my knees. "Lean forward," you tell me, "ass in the air. And don't move." Your footsteps fade slightly. I hear a drawer open. Rumaging. Another one. A closet. You come back, drop things on the bed and return to whatever you're doing.

"First," you say, walking back, " we have to prepare you." Your fingers part my ass and I jerk slightly as cool lube hits my asshole. You pick something up and I shudder with the very good idea of what it is. Seconds later, the head of a thick dildo works into my ass. The ball gag muffles my scream. "Oh, please," you say flatly, "you practically beg me to fuck you up the ass." The dildo is thicker and longer than I've had. I try to relax my asshole as you jam it in, not paying attention to me. It pushes deep and deep. My eyes roll back in my head. How long is this? Finally, stuffed full, I feel the base between the cheeks of my ass. "Fuck baby, we need to do do some work on that," you puff.

I feel your hip brush against mine as you grab something else of the bed. You bend down and slip something soft over one foot and then the other and pull it up my legs. As it reaches the bottom of my balls, I realize it's a g-string. One of yours. "Stand up, slut," you tell me. You help me up. My half-hard cock lies horizontal to the floor. "You fucking whore," you half-grin, half snarl. "You're unbelievable. We'll just have to tuck this away." You grab my cock and pull it downwards while pulling up the g-string, trapping it close to my ass.

You rummage on the bed and kneel down again, putting my feet into something new. It feels like vinyl...like vinyl...underwear. And yet, there's weight in front. Working efficiently, giggling as you go, you pull something over my head. Cunt. It feels like a dress. And as you let it fall down over me, I feel the hem snag on the source of the weight. You laugh outright. I begin to shake. You can't be fucking serious. You free the hem and turn me towards you.

"Perfect," you exclaim, trying not to giggle. "Wanna see?"

You lead me forward a few steps and remove the blindfold. When my eyes adjust, I see myself in a Laura Ashely dress...with dildo pushing the fabric out.

"Well," you smirk standing naked beside me, "I don't know about you, but I'm starved. Lemme just get dressed and we'll go"

my cunt

2006-10-26T13:20:00.000-07:00

i walk into the room and i find you sitting on the bed. you look ever so normal with your clothes on. i look you up and down and smirk. i make my way to you cocking my head to the side and raising an eyebrow. i know that you have done what i had asked, but i am curious to see if you decided against it. but i know you my slut.

greeting your lips with mine, i shove my tongue into your mouth. i can feel your hands start at the back of my knees traveling upward to rest on my ass. i can feel your fingertips moving inward and i moan into your mouth. i grip your hair with both hands as i break away from you sucking in a deep breath. i push you back on to the bed and move to unbutton your jeans then stop.

"show me your cunt."

you stare at me with big eyes and i almost forget you are male. my face is stone as i watch you fumble with the button on your jeans. normally you would undo them every so gracefully, but tonight you seem to have things running through your mind from our last conversation.

i watch the ring on your ring finger glisten in the low light. your hands are delicious to me as your long fingers unbutton and slowly unzip. i know you are trying to tease me but my face warns you not to push that factor with me tonight. i stare down as your jeans inch downward. i see the top of your pubic region and the tuft of hair you left for me. slowly downwards and i start to see what i had requested. a make shift cunt. i lick my lips as i watch your jeans continue to slip downwards. your legs wrestle the rest off your body.

i lay beside you and put my lips to your ears. my hand travels towards your cunt as i feel your body wave beneath me like a bitch. the anticipation of my fingers to your cunt is all you can focus on right now. i make my way slowly downward as i start to whisper delicately in your ear.

"you like being a bitch for me baby?"

"yesss," you moan.

"did you get hard as you were making a cunt for me?"

"mmhmmmm"

i press harder as i reach your patch. your body starts to tremble and shake.

"i think you make an excellent bitch for me."

you answer with a gasp as my finger slides gently down to your clit and rub. i move away from your head as i place my head between your legs, kneeling on the floor. i place your clit between my teeth and let me tongue tip barely touch the flesh. i feel you breathe in deep and i gently bite down. you groan deep from your chest. my fingers travel your cunt as i feel a slit and i find your asshole. i can feel your cock hardening and straining against its unnatural bounds.

"i bet you wish you were a real bitch so you could get sloppy wet for me huh cunt?"

you groan and then moan ever so loudly as i spit beneath your clit. i start to rub.

"hmmm too bad i couldn't fuck this cunt of your, too shallow."

i lay my finger long against your slit rubbing up towards your clit. your hips start to buck against my fingers. i smile as i see this look of lust on your face as you stare at me pleading for something...anything.

"should i make a cunt hole that i can fuck? hmmmm?"

you gasp as i pull i razor from underneath the pillow. i can feel you tense up as i move it in the low light. my cunt grows wet as i stare at the shiny new blade with no stains or markings. i run the corner right above your cunt as it makes tiny blood lines that seep for release. your skin is fluttering as you cannot distinguish pain from pleasure now. i lean down and lick the tiny beading blood. i tongue down towards your clit as i taste the inside of your body. your blood that is now mixed with my insides.

i slide upwards towards your head as i hike up my skirt. i press my hot cunt against you as you have now discovered no panties. your hands push up my shirt as i press my mouth against your ear.

"you just want to be everything for me huh? you want to be the cock that fucks me, the toy i use, the bitch that cleans my dirty, used cunt, the object that i mutilate, the whore that fucks anything and the slut that just does whatever i ask to ensure my cunt stays wet."

i feel your body jerk as i press into you with every foul word from my mouth. your spasm as i know you just came against your ass.

"mmmmmm, i think you made a mess of yourself."

you are panting and your body rigid. i sit upward to press against your cunt. my wetness dripping down your cunt as i glide against your clit. my hand finds its way to down to your cum coated asshole as i shove in three fingers to finger fuck you. your groans tell me you painfully enjoy being stretched without care. i grind against you as i fuck your real cunt. i thrust in and out of you as i work your cum into your cunt. my body starts to shake and sputter as i come against your cunt. my fingers slide out of you and i hunch down on to your chest. i feed my cum coated fingers to your mouth as you suck them clean gliding your tongue between each fingers as my cunt would spasm against you.

"you are wonderful my treasure," i whisper into your chest.

my pink panties

2006-10-23T16:52:00.000-07:00

i sent V a picture of my cunt in pink panties. he sent me this...

i've been staring at your cunt for a while now. i put it into PaintShop Pro, making it bigger, sharpening it, wanting to see every fold, every ripple, every bump of the cunt of the woman i debase myself for. such a gift. such a fucking gift. i want it so badly. just looking at your covered pussy has my cock hard, knowing how wet it gets, how your clench it at work when i jerk myself off to the point of cumming and then stop. even now, i'm stopping to slip my hand inside the pocket of the sweatpants i have on to yank my cock. the head pokes straight up into the soft cotton. then i go back to read dd and it gets even harder as i read the last entry. the things you hold back from me...slipping your hand into your jeans as i slid the knife slowly down to my balls and pretended to slice through the base for you...sticking the sharp point into the head of my cock...feeling it sting and also still feeling it a little when i woke up. i'm dreaming of picture of your dripping cunt, naked and bare, so that i can photoshop my cock inside it...a true cyberfuck to match the mindfuck we've embarked on. i wanna fuck you so goddamn bad, baby. and i want you to fuck me...i wanna gaze into your eyes as you carry out your nasty, amoral fantasies on me and i wanna feel your soft warm breath on my ear as you whisper, "trust me, baby...trust me."

god fucking damn

your ever willing filthy slut

real danger

2006-10-19T14:19:00.000-07:00

i could see his cock as he put in on display for me. the sight put me in such a drugged state. i typed in my requests as he responded with each one without hesitation.

"squeeze your balls hard."

he would gripped them like a ripe fruit waiting to be plucked.

i felt myself getting wetter and wetter as my breathing grew heavy with a needy lust. i squeezed my legs together tight because i knew any other way my hand would be down between them. yet, at one point i found myself unbuttoning....unzipping. i sat like that pondering if i should shove my hand down there and feel that wet heat.

i watched licking my lips, my eyes half open with this seduction of words and images. my hand would go inside my open shirt resting on my collar bone.

he pulled out a metal object from his jean pocket and unfolded it for my view. letting it gleam in the light. i gasped not out of surprise or shock, but a gasp like a cock first entering my cunt. they were transformed into a pair of pliers that he he placed his cock in and squeezed. my heart started to race as he poked and prodded his cock with this tool.

i started to squirm in my chair. my skin was crawling and my insides were buzzing. i felt that i was on this edge of an orgasmic fate. my legs started to shake as he pulled a knife blade from his metal tool. my lips parted as he dragged the blade across his cock. he knew what i wanted as he let it drag down the center of his inner forearm. more heavy breaths escaped my parted lips. i needed it. i wanted it. his cock remained hard as the continued to drag the shiny blade near his cock and balls. my cunt twitched and pulsed.

my hand snuck down my pants just to feel the heat. it was getting late.

"i will take one more request," he coos.

"i am not sure if you be able to do this one," i respond with a grin.

"ask," he replied.

"cum, i wanna see you cum," i respond.

"i knew it," he typed.

i felt my clit aching as he gripped his cock so tight and within seconds his cum was pulsing out of him with such an eruption. i felt intoxicated with pure lust. i needed to come. i loved it, knowing he could cum on demand like that. i am sure he loved doing it because i would let him instead of making him suffer days without. my filthy, fucking slut.

i fell asleep grinding my bed with images of sharp objects on my slut. he is my treasure.

write me something

2006-10-06T22:26:00.000-07:00

I knew it was a mistake even as I gave her the URL but I couldn't stop myself.  She gets into my head and pushes me and I'm helpless...no, not helpless...I want to.  I want to thrill her.  I want to fuck her head as much as she fucks mine.  I want to make her as dazed as she makes me, thinking with her cunt, feeding her bottomless need for some new shock, some new outrage.  She fucks with so many guys, but I fuck her back.  I want to curl up inside her cunt and stay there so that every cock, every tongue, every finger that so easily slides though that glorious musty wetness goes through me first.  Whoever fucks her, so, too, do I fuck her.  So, no - helpless doesn't work.

"Goddamn, baby," she wrote as she watched me unbutton my jeans and stuff my hand down.  "You fucking slut.  Fucking slut.  Goddamn."

I adjusted the light and the picture on the webcam become lighter and more defined.  I teased the zipper down, keeping my hardon out of site, gripping it in my hand, squeezing it, pumping slowly under my jeans.

"Show me, baby," she typed, "lemme see it."

I watched the screen as my hand brought it out and presented to her.  I jerked it a couple of times.

"And your balls, bitch.  Squeeze 'em.  Hard."

My thumb and forefinger encircled them pulling the ball sack tighter.

"That's not fucking tight, bitch.  Hurt for me, baby.  I want it."

I squeezed even harder.  My body jerked off camera briefly.  Pain shot through me.

"Again.  Show me your face this time.  So fucking wet baby"

My face came into focus and twisted in pain, my chin tucking hard into my chest.

"Gooood, baby...very good.  Now.  Give me what you're keeping from me."

"Baby, pleeeease," I wrote back.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch.  You brought this on yourself, my little cum slut.  Jerk it off for me.  I wanna see your cum, baby."

And, like the whore that I am, I did.

--

After that, she sent me an email

Unless there's a fucking good reason, bitch, I want you available at all times.  I am completely fucking serious.  If you're not there, you will explain it to me.  If I don't accept then you're gone.  Got it?

So as I sat in Starbucks, I wasn't surprised to get her IM.

A:  get on your fucking cam, slut
v:  i'm a starbucks
A:  did i fucking ask where you were?!
v:   no, A, you didn't
A:  then do it.  i'm with some friends and we're bored.
v:  baby...i
A:  DO IT
v:  yes, A

My cock twitched and began to thicken as I logged on.  Fucking bitch, I thought.  It wasn't terribly full and I had chosen a table in the corner, not really private, but not in the middle of the floor either.  I saw my slutty face stare out of the monitor at me and sent her the address.  Seconds later I saw that she was on.  More surprising, a video window popped up and there was her gorgeous face.

A: slut  (her eyes crinkled as she laughed)
v:   yes, A
A;  i want you to meet K (from behind her a woman's pretty oval face with short cropped blond hair appeared, smirking and waved) and W  (a deep tanned male face shortish and square popped on screen with a slight smile).  I keep telling them about you but they don't believe me.
v:  yes, A
A:  you're my cum slut, is that right?
v:  yes, A
A: and, let's say that W here, cum inside my ass...what would you do?
v:  i would suck it out and clean you, A
A: and would you like it?  tell the truth, baby...don't fucking lie to me
v: n-no, A...i wouldn't
A:  no...you wouldn't, would you (she widen her camera and i could see both K and W laughing)...still you'd deep throat W and swallow his cum if i asked you to, yes?  (W hand slipped inside A bra.  A's head fell against his chest)
v: yes, A...i would
A:  even though you'd much rather fuck K  (K leaned forward and kissed A deeply)
v:  yes, A
A:  you like being a fag for me?  don't lie bitch
v:  no, A, i don't like it
A:  mmmmmm...but you'll do it for me, baby
v:  yes, A
A:  they want to know why, baby
v:  because i need you, A....because i'm your slut.. because (I could see my face looking anxious.  My eyes darted back and forth
A:  mmmmm...because you hope that i'll let you fuck me someday  (A reached toward the camera and pointed downward showing me her bare cunt.  i nervously glanced around the Starbucks)...i'll let you stick your ass-cock into some pussy for a change...like this...or (the camera shifted again and A's fingers pulled up K's skirt exposing her shaved cunt and pierced clit)this...but  more than likely you'll wind up doing this ( the camera shifted and W's cock, so much bigger than mine, came into frame as did your lips which wrapped around it.  My own cock pulsed painfully in side my cargo shorts looking like a beating heart inside them thumping away, trying to push through the fabric.) cock or cunt, baby (A returned the camera back to its starting place, smiling wickedly at me though the ethos)
v: cunt, A
A:  (A's eyes glittered evilly) fucking liar
v:  no, A
A:  mmmhmmm...you're a fucking liar because you don't care...you're a fucking whore, little cum slut
v: yes A
A:  you hard, baby?
v: uh-huh
A:  show us
v:  what?
A: we don't believe you.  show us

What the fuck?  Show them?  This wasn't the privacy of home or even my car  ("keep a flashlight in the glove compartment, slut"). This was a public place.  The fear on my face showed clearly.  I watched them on the other side of the country grinning and chatting.  W and K slid their hands inside A's bra.  A reached up to slowly stroke W's cock while slipping her fingers under K's skirt.  A's face turned stern.

A: now, slut
v: (eyes pleading) baby...pleease...not here
A:  (looking more and more pissed off) NOW...or that's it

Fuck.

I slipped my hand under the table and gripped my raging hardon.  Fucking bitch.  She's gonna get me arrested.  Trying to stay unobtrusive, I eased the zipper down, feeling the air conditioning slip through.  How the fuck would I do this?  I decided to put the laptop on the chair in front of me, using it a  shield.  I glanced at the screen as I set it down.  A jerking off W at a leisurely pace.  K sliding A's bra off one breast and yanking at her nipple ringing with K's other hand under her own skirt

A: good...baby (she pecked out with one hand)

I eased my need cock out through the zipper, the head huge and bulbous, the skin along the shaft taut.  I pretended to do...something, but there was no real activity I could think of to justify it.  I looked down at the screen.

A: thank you, baby...but

I wrestled my hardon back through the zipper and tugged it up.  On screen, K and W we're saying something to her...something nice...the three of them looked out at me smiling with something that looked vaguely mocking.

v: but what?

A: we just wanted to see the bulge in your shorts, baby...fucking whore that you are, you had to show us the real thing.  you're truly a slut, baby...goddamn...(the other two mouthed something)  they say i should keep you.  we'll see

Their cam went dead.  Fuck me.

I knew it was a mistake

my pet VI

2006-10-05T20:35:00.000-07:00

without even the slightest flinch from my face a something covers your face tight. you gasp for air. at the some moment my cock shoves back into your cunt.

i start laughing.

"fuck my pet i can see the outlines of your face in that cut off piece of latex from my suit. aren't you a goddamn site," i scowl.

the latex sucks into your nose and mouth as you feel your lungs burn and your mind races. your arms start to move about and they are quickly pinned by arms along with your legs. you can feel timid girl's cunt drench on the back of your neck. she must be enjoying what she sees.

"yeah clench that cock baby...goddamn i can barely fuck you right now," i hiss.

your body starts to convulse and you are freed from the black latex mask. you gasp like a fish out of water. your eyes wide and big. you cannot focus on anything as you pull in the musty air into your lungs. your heart races while i keep the rhythm of fucking you.

you start to sit upward to get more air and the latex drapes your gaping face. the cock goes in and out of you faster and faster. i grab your cock and give it a squeeze and a hard yank. your stomach tries to breathe and faster and faster i fuck you and jack you off. right when you feel like it is your last seconds on earth you cum and the latex is lifted from your face. you let out a scream as you gasp for more filthy air.

i pull out of you laughing watching you try to regain yourself...try to be a human breathing air. sweat drips down your face and your body is shaking from the lack of oxygen. i unfasten the harness and throw it at you.

"have fun being sold pet," i say a matter of factly to you as i walk out the door.

your mind races as you are yanked to your feet. you sway shakily on your feet. there is no compassion as you are dragged out of the thick, hot room. you are pulled back down the hallway back tracking to the waiting wall.

the big waiting room looks different as one wall is lined up with pets for sale. everyone in the room is facing the wall as an auctioneer in black leather with a riding crop walks around randomly smacking the waiting pets to be sold. you scan the room looking for me, but there are far too many bodies to comb through.

"is this fucking really happening?" you think to yourself as it feels the sweat does not stop dripping down your face. your breathing very slowly catches up but the fact that you are being sold does not help your body nor mind.

you are locked into to another ring anchored into the cement wall. you look down as what seems to be hundreds of eyes on you. it is loud as people scream out offers for the current pet for sale. he is standing on a block as the auctioneer holds his leash going for higher and higher bids.

"SOLD!" screams the auctioneer into the mic.

she yanks the pet from the block and hands the leash to a staff member. the pet is then walked to the side of the crowd as the new owner comes around and takes the leash and out the room they go. however, they are not going out a hallway, but out of the club exit.

your heart races. "no fucking way," you think. that phrase keeps repeating in your mind. "this is just a game," you ponder. "she couldn't give me up like that, no fucking way grace would do this to me." your skin starts to crawl with goosebumps. "she knows i couldn't do this...i...just...can't."

before you know it and can even mentally prepare for this moment you are yanked forward as the crowd cheers. you are pulled u on the block.

"okay my pretties, this is number thirty fiiiiive. he is being sold be his owner. she has checked off every thing on the list here..ooooooo what a pet!" the auctioneer exclaims. "we will start the bid at fiiiiive thousand!"

you start to fume. you can just image what that check off list could entail. "goddamn that fucking bitch," you scream in your mind. for all you know i could have checked off you loved scat play and enjoyed drinking rat blood. you could imagine me in the back of the crowd laughing myself silly with such an announcement.

"do i hear teennnn thousand for this treasure of a pet?" the auctioneer purrs as she smacks you good and hard on the chest with the riding crop.

you hiss at the pain as a hand goes up. you see the battle is between a man and a woman. secretly you hope the woman wins as perhaps she would be nicer to you then the man.

"SOLD!" screams the auctioneer in excitement. "sold to the man in black!"

you are yanked down from the block and led to the end of the wall. you start to shake in fear as he comes up and grabs your leash pulling you towards the exit. you glance backwards waiting for me to come running laughing it was all a game.

nothing.

"FUCK!" you scream in your mind.

my pet V

2006-10-04T07:48:00.000-07:00

you look up at me and get to your feet with your cock twitching and leaking pre cum. you follow close behind me as you can start to see the detail of the mess this girl has been exposed to. i turn to you.

"baby, you know what i want you to do hmmmm?" i whisper close in your ear.

"yes," you say with slight hesitation.

you crawl on the bed in between her shivering legs. she starts to whimper as she thinks you are going to sink your hard cock into some messy and stretched hole of hers. to add to the effect you actually hover over her body giving her the impression you are going to mount her. she whimpers louder as your face draws near hers, you smirk as your cock starts to drip pre cum on top of her cunt. she twitches as she feels the hot drops hit her sensitive flesh. you bend down and smell the side of her face giving it a lick. she squeals with fear and you gently laugh so only she can hear it and she squeals a little louder. your mouth goes to her neck as you gently bit and you know better with me watching behind you that you better not grind your cock into her. she starts to cry as your teeth tightly grip her flesh. you almost want to bite her, there isn't enough time.

slowly you trail down towards her messy and drying cunt. you dread this part. you have had your fill of men's cum tonight. as you settle with your head between your legs dreading this thick layer of mess her breathing has slowed and almost calmed down. you place your hands on her flat and smooth stomach and dig your nails in her just to get her whimpering again. as you feel her stomach flutter under your finger tips you take that first sweeping lick. you almost gag as you force it down. you lick quickly to get to her cunt. her stomach still flutters with slight pleasure mixed with nerves now. her cunt is nice, pink and bald as you lick away the thick layers. your tongue creeps down towards her ass hole as you lick the cum that has escaped from her cunt.

the bed shifts and i am behind you. you don't stop your task at hand as my cock head presses into your cunt. your tongue positions so the opening in her slit. i start fucking you and you start to fuck her cunt with your tongue. small moans escape her swollen mouth as loud grunts jet from your throat into her cunt as i start to fuck you hard. your cock continues to twitch and leak as your cunt is stretched to take in my fleshy, pink cock. my hand reaches down and squeezes your balls so fucking tight you stop your licking and his between clenched teeth.

"lick her cunt bitch!" i groan with a snarl.

you try to lick her cunt as my grip is not letting up. your licks are rigid and forced. you look upward at her and she is starring intently down at you. you double take as you swear she is now slightly smiling. you hiss as my nails dig into your hip and into your balls. your head jerks back with a scream of agony.

"mmmm yeah pet, squeal for me, squeal like a goddamn pig you filthy slut. you are a goddamn cum bucket licking up all that cum you fucking faggot," i hiss at you in anger spitting on your ass.

"look at you baby! you are taking a cock in your cunt like a fucking fairy and licking up cum like a gutter whore! i bet you don't even need me anymore, you just want some cock in your ass!" i yell at you as i pound your fucking cunt without remorse as your body thrashes back as your screams grow louder as my nails start to draw blood from your skin.

"turn over you fucker!" i yell pushing you over.

you don't hesitate as you lay on your back with your head resting against timid girl's bald cunt. you can feel her press into the back of your head. you can see the rage and darkness in my face as i stare down at you without any love or affection. you see my lip curl and my eyes squint as if with deep hatred and destruction. your heart starts to race as i have not made the slightest move.

my pet IV

2006-10-03T13:16:00.000-07:00

i get up and walk across the room fidgeting with something you assume is a harness. a staff member unlocks you from your position and removes the collar from your neck.

"up", the female voice says sternly as she yanks up on your leash causing you cock to ache now.

you get up and look at the staff member. this one is a "she" with impressive thick soled black boots. she leads you towards me as i am sitting on the back on another pet slave. you see my legs spread baring a rather impressive cock strapped to my body. my cunt glistening with cum.

"come here baby," i coo as the staff member hands me your leash.

you stand before me starring intently at my huge pink cock. the girth and length is very impressive from your view.

"lick my cunt baby, clean me," i say as i yank downward roughly.

watching you face in your painful agony causes me to drip more from my cunt not to mention the growing grin on my face.

you kneel down and start licking my multi-men cum ridden cunt. you almost gag at the not familiar tastes. you keep thinking somewhere under this mess is a cunt you desire and long for. my hand strokes my hard cock as you lick and suck up the mess.

"mmmm my pet, what a slut you are licking me like i had vanilla pudding between my legs," i giggle.

you want to bite but know much better then to do so with so many staff member lingering about.

"like my cock pet, it's bigger then yours," i giggle more. "suck my cock slut."

you don't want to do this in front of all to see. you hesitate as your tongue creeps back into your mouth.

"she said suck her cock you piece of shit!" a hand grabs your neck and pushes it upward towards the cock head.

your mouth opens barely to take in the realistic cock head. it feels fleshy and has a salty taste to it.

"look at me while you suck my cock slut," i snarl. "it seems you are not such a good pet after all hmmm? you still need some training."

your eyes meet mine with innocence and some pleading. i combat your glance with a sinister look that gets darker and darker. you start to take the cock slowly in your mouth as your hand grips the base of the cock. my cunt only a small touch away. your aching cock twitches again.

behind you, there is a familiar whimpering noise coming into the room. out the corner of your eye you see it is the pet slave that was standing next to you in the large waiting room. she is being resistant as she is dragged in. the staff member gets he towards the black bed and slaps her hard with his back hand across her face. she falls on her back to the bed with a light thud. he chains her spread on the bed. she is crying quietly as the staff member walks away. you stare back at my face and see my tongue sneak from my lips licking with want. your cock twitches again.

"doesn't she look good enough to cut hmmm?" i say dreamily still watching her with lioness eyes. "go down all the way you goddamn slut!" as i snap out of my lust state.

you work the fleshy realistic cock into your mouth. you are gagging on the length and your mouth is aching from working it up and down.

"i bet you wish it were a real cock huh baby?" i hiss. "i know you would rather have the real thing cumming in your whorish mouth huh? fucking goddamn slut."

i pull your head off my cock and let it rest on my thigh. i start to stroke through your hair as i turn back to the center of the room. the human chair i am sitting on shifts a little.

"stay the fuck still you piece of shit!" i hammer at the man chair while reaching down and yanking his balls. he makes a stifling moaning sound. you smile into my thigh.

you and i watch the center of the room as a muscular man with a mask on comes in with a large hard on and going straight for the timid girl. he crawls between her legs and pounds her with a purpose. he is not there for her pleasure and uncertain about his as he is methodical and mechanical in his actions. she starts to squirm and scream. he slaps across the face grabbing her mouth with a grip it looked as if he could snap her without flinching. she quickly became quiet as he railed her making the bed move with such a force. he came with a mere grunt and removed himself and left with the same power as his entrance. the girl turned her head and cried that familiar cry. you and i both grin and we both know each other is grinning without checking.

we watch for several episodes of different types of men coming and leaving the room fucking her as she laid there numb to their actions. these men fucked her with rage and need of release as man after man came in her cunt and ass. your cock ached and started to drip as men would grip her tits like handles or slap her face just because it looked fun to do or when they would pull up her long legs and thrust their greedy cocks in her loosening ass.

after the current man left his deposit dripping from her cunt, i stand up pushing you off of my thigh. you fall backward on your ass starring at me with some hurt.

"come on baby, it's our turn," i say with a concentrated tone.

my pet III

2006-09-30T13:23:00.000-07:00

rounding the corner into the doorway that you saw me walk into earlier, you see a large black empty bed in the center of the room. your heart sinks when you do not spot me. the room smells of my cunt and cum, your cock twitches. in position around three sides of the bed are three slaves chained on all fours. they are all looking down. numbers painted on their backs. you don't have the chance to get the numbers as you are yanked to your spot around the side of the bed.

"nummmber thurrrty fiiiiive," the staff member draws out as he paints the numbers on your back.

"what a fucking idiot," you think to yourself.

"on all fours thirty five, like a dog," he barks.

you kneel down and get into position as the fresh paint drips down the sides of your back. the staff member locks you into place, pulls off the mask and ball gag. you work your mouth to try to get the feeling back in your jaw.

"you will look down at all times unless told to do otherwise, understand thirty five?" he says in a rehearsed tone.

"goddamn retard," you smirk to yourself as you nod your head up and down starring at the floor.

the music sounds more faint as you hear more screams of pain and pleasure. you distinctly hear cracks of whips and slaps of paddles. your cock twitches again and if you could just give it a yank all would be right.

you can hear shuffling of feet and heels make their way into the room. some of the feet come into your downward view while others walk deeper in the room. the bed springs groan as bodies seem to fall on top. your curiosity is spurred when you hear me moan. you just want to confirm it is me. you look upward towards the bed.

SMACK!

a booted foot met the side of your face making you sway to the left in your position.

"look down thirty five!" a voice hisses.

you taste your blood in your mouth. as you lick your split lip. the pain sears and lingers as you are unable to rub your aching jaw.

the moans get louder and you want to snarl. you feel a weight straddle your back and you work to keep the weight up. hairy legs on both sides of you and a motion on your back that is obvious to you. he is jacking off while watching the events on the bed just feet from you. as the moans get louder and more frequent so does his motion. you feel his balls grinding into you back along with his hair ass. as i start to come he spurts his cum up your back to the back of your neck. he grabs at your ass and uses you to pull himself up. you are fuming with anger.

you feel soft hands rack your back and grip at your hips. your cock twitches, the hands feel familiar. flesh runs across your body making it's way to the side of your head.

"how ya doin baby?" i whisper so gently in your ear.

startled you shift to face me.

SMACK!

a boot greets the left side of your face with a harder force then the first kick.

"i said look down you piece of shit!" a voice growls.

my tongue licks your fresh blood.

"mmmmmm, face me baby," i coo.

you hesitate.

"it's okay babyyy face me, wanna kiss you," i lip on to your ear.

you slowly turn to me, seeing me for the first time since i left you. my face glows with "freshly fucked" written all over it. i smile out the corner of my mouth as i inch in towards your face sneaking my tongue in your busted mouth. i suck the blood from your lips letting your tongue hungrily fuck my mouth. my hand reaches down to stroke your aching cock. you groan in my mouth with eagerness. i part from you lips as i detach my hand from your cock.

"such a slut baby," i hiss in your ear.

my pet II

2006-09-28T14:54:00.000-07:00

we make our way deeper as the noise gets louder. you can see long hallways that branch from the center room where the music thumps in an ear shattering manner. we walk along a wall with numbers painted high up, there are metal rings that stick out from the wall. under certain numbers you noticed one, two or three "slaves", "pets", or "sluts" chained up. you glance as some of them touch each other while others have a terrified look upon their faces. the sight causes your cock to twitch, the things you would love to do to the "terrified" ones.

yank.

i slow down as i near number 35. i fasten your leash with a padlock to the thick metal ring. i press my body into your hard cock. you breath in deep through your nose trying to hiss at the pain. my right hand on your shoulder and my left hand resting against your ass.

my lips come in very close to the slit in your mask that positions over your ear, "now you be a good boy and i will see you soon," i loudly coo fighting the music.

my right hand trails to your cock and my left hand slaps your ass two times. my right hand squeezes your cock head a little harder then i should as i release it throbbing in pain.

you watch me walk off like a puppy tied around a pole. where am i going? why did i just leave you hear like this? you strain yourself watching my glimmering latex go down a hallway and through a door. you try to keep you eye on the spot as several men and women follow me in.

your mind is playing tricks on you as you think, "maybe it wasn't my door, it could have been another. perhaps you lost track of the spot i walked into. who are you kidding," that grimaced voices bites, "she is getting railed by those men and women without you, you fucking stupid idiot!"

while you are off fighting with your inner voice something warms presses against the back side of you. by their arousal it is a bear or a man and his cock presses against your ass. you try to move away and say "no", but the ball gag has you muffled.

"stupid fucking whore!" you scream in your mind.

he grabs your hips and pushes his lubed condom in your cunt as you try to scream through your nose. he can't hear you as he fucks you like the toy you are. you try to control your breathing as the mask suffocates your nose. beads of sweat are gathering on your face. his mouth gets close to your neck as you hear him grunting in your ear. his hand grabs a ring on your collar and yanks you back against him. the pain is excruciating as he pounds harder and harder, pulling his cock out, yanking the condom off and squirting his seed up your back. you flinch as the spurts hit your back. if you could snarl you would as you watch him walk ahead of you and his cum starting to drip downward. you watch him jack himself and put on another condom.

"fucking disgusting pig, i could fucking rip your throat out you piece of shit," you think to yourself.

backing up against the wall and you try to wipe you back off. you figure this way it will keep away violations from your cunt if you stay up against the wall. you watch the room as you see other chained humans getting groped, prodded and fucked. a dread sinks in as you wonder just how long you are going to be out here alone without any say in what happens to you.

as you stand there you observe random people that don't give you a second thought while others stand in front of you starring with lust grins on their faces. some will touch your throbbing, hard cock while some pinch at your flesh and even smack.

glancing to your right and watch the girl next to you chained up. there is a piggish man man handling her tits with one hand while his other hand is deep in her cunt. he is far from nice as you see tears streams down her precious doll face. you watch how he bites at her nipple while twisting and pulling at the other. he pulls out whips her around and bends her against the wall as he shoves his condom coated cock into her ass. she jerks back trying to scream. a stream of saliva seeps from between her ball gag and lips. he hands claw the wall and you watch her nails bend and snap from her delicate hands. you just smirk as your cock twitches. your eyes shift down the hallway i walked down. there is a slew of people crowding the hallway now. your mind starts to race again.

a hand grips your cock and starts to stroke it.

"fuck now what!" you scream in your mind.

you look forward and then down. a fairy boy is knelt down sinking your cock into his mouth. you try to back away from his mouth but he is stuck to you with suction. you try not to think about it. his mouth is not as soft as mine, but it feels like you could unload into him. right when you cannot hold back he is pulled from your cock by a bear. you are left with your chest heaving as your cock throbs even worse then before.

the pig next to you grunts as he gives his last thrust in the girl next to you. he pulls out and throws his cum filled condom next to her feet. he leaves as she cries into the wall. you almost have pity for her but not much. you think about how you would love to carve your name into her smooth skin. let her bleed and really give her something to cry about.

a man with "staff" spelled in white on his black shirt comes up to you. unlocks you from the wall and starts to tug you harshly towards the hallway i ventured down earlier. as you are being led you start to feel excitement of hoping to see me. you notice other random leashed pets being tugged in various hallways by other staff members.

yank.

as you get quick glimpses into other rooms you can smell sweat, cum, cunts and blood. the rooms are dimly lit with more audible screaming flooding the hallway. some pets are chained up against the wall, being beaten and cut, while others are serving a line of people or others sitting on the ground as still as night. you wonder now what is in store for you. you cock twitches with anticipation.

yank.

my pet

2006-09-27T15:50:00.000-07:00

yank.

your cock pulls you forward. you feel completely stupid and embarrassed. you tune out the surrounding world and focus on the leash that connects to your cock and leads right into my left hand that is coated with a black latex glove. you stare hypnotized by my swaying hips that swish from side to side. you admire the high heeled boots, the tight black latex that hugs my legs up my back. you recall the front as i was leashing you up.

your cock stirs at the sight. if you could just touch your hard cock.

yank.

you are snapped into the reality of your current situation. you have no idea where i am leading you. but the staring faces and not so hushed whispers on the streets don't help your ego. you notice the feeble stream of other black cladded individuals heading in the same direction. your heart is racing as you don't know why you let yourself get into this situations of "not knowing".

what your wearing or lack there of does not lend much to the imagination. the ball gag in your mouth is making your mouth ache. the cock ring seems to be too tight around your cock. you are thankful at least you are wearing socks and boots. the leather mask covering your face is the only shield you have from the lurkers around you. you hated that i made you shave again thinking about the last time i made you do it, yet you did it huh my slut? my good, delicious slut.

yank.

you would give just about anything to escape this scene. did i park far away on purpose to tug you around the city? perhaps baby. you hear a thumping of music off in a distance. you notice more and more people now trailing to this loud place. your heart races more. what the fuck are you doing here? your breathing increases a little and you try to calm yourself because the mask does not lend for erratic breathing. you will just sweat and suffocate yourself to death. maybe that is why i chose you to wear that one baby.

the rush of cold air as we cross the street riddles your skin with bumps. if you had hair it would stand on end. you see a long line that leads to this doorway. you slow down resisting my pull.

yank.

you watch as we go right in the front door without flinching at the 300 pound bouncer. perhaps if you weren't wearing the leash you would have been impressed with such an entrance. it is so dark you can hardly see what is in front of you. you just see the glimmer of latex ahead. it smells of sweat and alcohol. you can hear faint screams between the bass lines of the music. you cock gives another twitch. you wished you weren't leashed right now.

email to her

2006-09-26T09:29:00.000-07:00

My cock is still hard and will be for a while. You'll make me wait. I know you will. It gets you off knowing how much I need you. You rape me with your words. You bring me to edge and..."not tonight, baby...don't you fucking dare cum until I tell you." Every time I beg, you get wetter and wetter. And you tell me about the guys you've fucked. The cocks that slammed into the cunt that I long for. The fingers that pushed deep into your ass and made you jerk and moan. The orgasms that ripped through the body that I would give anything to wash gently, feeling every curve, every bump. They cum in your cunt, your ass, your mouth and you tell me to jerk it for you..."jerk it hard...fucking harder, you slut...don't you dare fucking cum...don't you fucking dare."

The jealousy slices through me and the frustration. You fuck my mind like a sculptress, effortlessly twisting my mind, cutting deeply, smoothing it out, cutting again until you shape me into what you want. And I'm not good, sometimes. I step out of line, I push too far. My jealousy clouds my mind and I forget and I want to make this about me and I know that it's not. It's about you and what you want and how best I can give it to you. And my will doesn't mean anything. When you ask me for my preference, it's merely out of curiosity and maybe it strikes your fancy and maybe it doesn't but it has nothing to do with my will.

I try. Every cock you tell me to suck, taking it deep into my throat while the knife flits just below my chin, every load of cum I swallow, every cock that fucks my ass until it bleeds as you cum hissing into my ear, ("fucking faggot...you think you're taking those cocks for me?...I fucking doubt it...I...fucking...unnnnngh!") I take to make you cum harder than before. I want it, want it so badly, to hear you cum, to hear the lust screaming out of your mouth. I'm your expiriment on yourself. It's got nothing to do with pushing me, it's about how far down will you dare yourself to travel? What limits can you push past? I'm the blow up doll in your private pit of foulness that gets deeper and deeper and when you pull the string in my back all I ever say is "Is that all you've got?"

The devil inside your mind didn't look for you. You looked for him. You sought him out and begged for him to appear. Your days become full of new and more degenerate thoughts that flood your cunt, soaking your panties until he wonders why you need to buy more every week. Yes, baby, you wanna kill me and fuck my corpse, mummify me and pass me off as a full scale fuck toy, cumming so fucking hard as you watch your girlfriends lower their sorority-girl pussies onto my once warm cock. And you'll never tell them that they fucked the slut that you killed for your own pleasure. You'll keep that foul little secret inside you and every time you sit down to brunch you'll have to excuse yourself half way through to cum hard in the stall of the bathroom.

How far, baby? Huh? Is that all you've got?

The greatest trick the devil ever played was not convincing the world that he didn't exist - it was convincing the world that they didn't seek him out.

Mindfuck should always be one word, baby, because it's impossible to disentangle it.

Do I get to cum now?

my victim III

2006-09-22T07:44:00.000-07:00

the rhythm of you being fucked is like a machine. as the man behind you pushes you off his cock the man in front of you is sinking his deep in your throat. the leash is what keeps you upward as it chokes you from the man fucking your cunt.

the fucking behind you slows down. you think this man is about to cum in your cunt. you feel a second pair of hands grab your cuffed wrists together.

"OH FUCK," you scream inside your mind.

you feel another cock head press against your cunt. there is not sweetness to his actions as he forces his way inside of you. you know now you have been ripped to accommodate these two cocks. your blood starts to lubricate their cocks for their enjoyment. both cocks fuck you in unison and the pain on your body has increased if that was even possible at this rate. the second man tugs you back on your cuffs almost ripping your arms out of their sockets.

your groans of pain only heighten the enjoyment of the man in front of you. your throat humming on his cock head.

"oh yeah you little cum slut, humm on my cock you bitch," he groans at you. his thrusts are growing harder and slow down.

you sense what is to happen next as another cock presses against the seal of your mouth.

"open up bitch or we will cut you open," the first man hisses at you as he grabs a handful of hair at the top of your head and yanking back.

you open your mouth as wide as you can. the second man pushes his cock in and you feel your lips rip and crack. your mouth starts to rip as it is forced to welcome two cocks. your eyes are watering from this severe pain. the taste of blood, ass and cum slither down your throat. you almost vomit because you are unsure if that ass taste is mine or not.

"MMMMMMMM, UHHHHHHHH!" you hear to your left. you hear me coming with an intensity you have not heard before. your cock twitches again. this could not be happening. you can hardly breathe. you cannot even cry it out in pain. but it is in your eyes baby. your bulging, watering eyes. you keep blinking hoping that when they opened again this would just be all over with.

"goddamn baby, you looked stuffed," i breathlessly coo.

you are startled and you look to the left. one of the men fucking your mouth grabs you and faces you straight.

"i swore you liked women, no?" i hiss. "if you like women why are being fucked by four men? hmmmm are you just a fag baby?"

you want to snarl and wish you could punch me. but either is out of the question at the moment.

"oooo and your cock is hard," as i reached down to feel you. "damn baby, i thought i was enough for you. maybe we need to find you a male dom hmmm? such a shame, i was having so much fun with you."

i stroke your cock in an aimless fashion, "sooo my little fag slut. what should i do with you hmmmm? oh? what's that? you wanna have some breath play while your cunt and mouth get fucked? oh baby i dunno, are you sure? okayyy."

you to make objections with your throat, but with two cocks in it, it just sounds like you are humming their cock heads for them.

my left hand comes up to your nose. you can smell fresh cunt juices on it. i keep slowly stroking your cock as i pinch your nose shut. i can't see colors, but i can tell your eyes are bulging even more as your cock twitches in my hands. also judging from the two gents pounding your cunt you must have clenched around them as i hear them groaning. i wait a few more seconds and let your nose free. your nostrils flare rapidly as you try to get some breath. your cock is leaking pre cum on my hands as i tighten my grip around your hardness.

"okay boys, it is time to make your deposits into this fag slut. i think she has had enough of your raging cocks."

just as i said the word "cocks" i pinch your nose again. the two men in the back fucking your cunt simultaneously spurt their cum loads deep in your bleeding cunt. one pulls out quickly while the other one stays inside of you spasming and gripping your hips with a burn. he slowly pulls out.

i can feel your stomach heaving for air as your eyes flutter. the two men in front feel the pressure and both shot their thick loads straight down your throat. not all of it makes it down as your body is fighting for air. they pull out and the cum dribbles down your chin and at that very moment you cum in my hand with a long drawn out groan. you look my way, fall over and pass out.

you open your eyes and all you see is a blur. you see a profile, it must be me you think. your arms are no longer cuffed behind your back and you feel pillows under your head.

i am watching you come to as i am nursing your wounds. what you did not know is i had lapped up the wet blood that i could find on you along with the loose cum that dripped on to your body. you are laying there naked, cut up and bruised.

"you are such a treasure baby," i whisper in your ear. "you can't move right now because you need to rest baby. lemme take care of you for now. this way you cannot seek revenge just yet."

a loving grin forms on my face as you close your eyes and sleep.

my victim II

2006-09-20T07:41:00.000-07:00

this could not be happening you are thinking. your face is throbbing along with the cramp in your stomach muscles. there will be bruising. that is the least of your worries as your feet are kicked apart and you pants around your ankles.

a hand grabs the handful of your hair and pulls you upright and arching your backwards. you feel a sharp blade press against your neck. you can feel it cutting into your flesh with a trickle of blood racing downward. you try to settle your breathing so that your throat is not pressing even harder into the blade.

"baby," i whisper close to your ear. you are startled by my voice. you let out a hiss. "i want you to be a good slut tonight. i have some friends that need some....release," i linger in your ear with the whip of a tongue to your lobe. "i know you can't see them baby, that is the point. i don't want you doing anything stupid if you see them on the street."

my hand grazes up your shirt to your nipple. i tug on it. your cock twitches.

"mmmmm, my slut, you are such a good boy. i could fuck your right now but...." as i break from your ear. "i think you will be pretty busy."

you dare not speak as the knife is burning the cut. one slight move and you are dead. that is not the move you want to be making right now. however, there is the notion you may rather be dead after what is in store for you.

the knife moves away from your throat and a collar is put in its place. it is a two inch collar and keeps your head up. the leather burns your fresh cut. you feel a tongue run up the center of your chest.

"mmmmm had to taste you baby before i left," i coo. "don't worry i will come back for you." i say with a slight giggle.

your mind i racing. "WHAT THE FUCK!" you scream in your head.

"ahhh baby, come on, you know me better then that," i slither. "i am going to sit back in my nice comfy chair with my legs draped over each arm masturbating while...you...have...fun. of course i don't want to give any of it away baby. the fun it is not knowing...isn't that right baby?"

you face reddens with furry. this is complete and utter bullshit you are yelling in your mind. you are unsure how many bodies are in the room. you can sense by the breathing and moving that there are more then a couple. you are pretty much guessing these guys are fucking you. not your idea of a night with me. all you can smell is your blood and my cunt. your cock cannot help but to hard on at your senses being triggered with blood lust.

snap.

a leash is fastened to your collar. you are yanked upward. you feel the knife search for the neckline of your shirt and the point presses against the center of your collar bone. your shirt is cut off in one downward swipe with the point dragging down the center of your chest to your stomach shy of your cock. you hiss in pain and it is not loud with the collar tight around you neck. it feels like a constant hand choking you ever so slightly.

your breathing is growing nervous. you have never been handled like this...no one else but me. you are unsure if these men are going to even care about marks or your safety. it is pretty apparent they are not with those welcome punches and the fresh cuts on your flesh.

you wish you could at least see me. you don't even trust that i am in the room. you nose is tainted with my cunt scent and blood.

yank.

you are pulled downward again. you feel someone standing behind you. you feel a fleshy cock head press against you. you start to snarl and growl as he just pushes into your ass without and lube. you scream in agony as he just pounds your cunt relentlessly. his hands grip your hips hard as he vibrates your body causing your teeth to chatter.

as he pounds you grunting and moaning you feel a cock press your lips. your teeth are clenched shut.

smack.

a hard slap to your face causes you to part your mouth. the hand grabs under your chin forcing your mouth open.

"you bite me slut, i will fucking cut your cock off," his deep voice snarls. "understand cum slut?"

you nod your head yes. as you open your mouth in an "O" for his cock. he shoves it straight to the back of your throat. you gag and he grabs the back of your head and fucks your mouth. you can taste my cunt and his semen on his cock, it was not very fresh, kinda dried on his cock. saliva is seeping from your mouth and running down your chin. this is far more then what you bargained for. you are cursing yourself for constantly telling me shit when your blood is not in your brain. you never learn your lesson as my cunt drives and commands you.

you hear me moaning to your left side. your cock twitches slightly. it is pressing against the edge of the bed. you feel like you could cum with the force behind you. you don't want to cum, this is such a horrible experience and you feel so ashamed that you even have a hard on as your ass and mouth are being raped by some pigs. your eyes start to water from the pain. you wish this wasn't happening to you now. talking and reality are definitely two different things.

second picture

2006-09-19T07:25:00.000-07:00

She wants to post this second picture and, again, insists that I write something that confirms my status as her slut to all who read this. She wants me to admit the depth of my whoredom, my need for her sweet cunt, my lust for her words that rape me for her pleasure.

Like that baby? Is that getting your cunt wet? Mmmm...c'mon, baby, slide your fingers down

I am her cum slut. Her's and her's alone. She may do with me as she wishes. I am lost in her. Every time I see her name my cock gets hard. And every time I think of her, it gets hard. At the store the other day, I felt her slip into my head and whisper to me, "I need you hard, baby, I need that cock now". As I pushed the cart down the cereal aisle, I felt it twitch in my loose, thin cargo shorts. Without the benefit of underwear, the tip poked against the fabric like an obscenely oversize nipple. I did my best to fight it down, slipping my hand into the pocket and squeezing the head, trying to force the blood down. After a few minute, I succeeded but it didn't last. For the rest of the shopping my cock twitched as her words sliced through me like the knife she loves to hold at the base of my cock.

Yessss, baby, that's it...pull those panties aside...no one can see your whorish little cunt under your desk...mmmmm...feel that breeze slip across the dripping lips of your cunt...yessss...look down, baby,...look down at that beautiful cunt...so perfect...so fucking...here's that guy from accounting...think he can smell what a whore you are, baby?

This picture infuriated her. After the first, she wrote - "show me". I sent her this one as a tease. "I said, show me, bitch. Show me or I'm gone. Fucking gone. Show me, cum slut." And I had to smile. Mm-hmm. A great big smile

Gonna let him peek, baby? C'mon...lift that skirt just a little...can you feel the elastic as your panties try to slide back across your cunt...that edge resting right on your clit...mmmm...stop wiggling baby....careful...this fucking asshole...why won't he shut up?...just wanna...can you risk it?...risk slipping your finger under your skirt with him there...c'mon, baby...c'mon....

She knows that whatever she gives me gets me hard...she knows I'm devoted to her...my cock is hers, my ass hers, my mouth is hers - cum slut, fuck thing, blow up doll - all of these I want to be for her. I am here for the purpose of curling up inside that venal fucking mind of hers and sucking the filth from it for her to write down. I am the Muse. And she would no sooner cast me aside than she would sew up her own cunt.

Mmm-hmm...you fucking love your power over me too much, baby...fucking dripping right now as you dream new foulness to put me through...all the time knowing that I want it...crave it...no one gets your cunt wet like that, baby...as he chokes you you think about cutting into my cock and sucking it into your mouth...as he pounds your ass you become me having my ass pounded while you fist yourself...no baby...you probably came to this...quickly and quietly so he wouldn't find out. You may kill me baby...you may fuck my corpse...but you'd never toss me aside...because you're a fucking junkie, bitch.

my victim

2006-09-18T14:52:00.000-07:00

the silence of the night and the sounds of your footsteps make you feel uneasy. it is late and you had to wait for everyone to fall asleep before you made the great escape to my place. you almost did not come in fear you would not make it before sunrise. you almost did not get away with coming home late one night from sneaking out the night before. you used a work emergency to smooth that over. you had to be every to tactful to hide the marks i had left on you.

"you're such a fucking slut." that rings in your head over and over. like you are hypnotised by my cunt.

what pulled you out into the dead of night was an email that came in at midnight reading:

come to my place when all is dead asleep. no promises, just show up. the door will be opened for you.

-grace

you have revenge on your mind.

"no promises," you mumble as you hit the walkway to my house. "you cunt, i will get mine tonight."

the door is hardly closed as you ease it open. a small creek is all you hear as you walk in. it is dark in the house and you see a tiny faint glow from the hallway. you make your way to my bedroom. the silence is eerie as normally you would be hearing me moaning and groaning with masturbation or fucking another human(s) for you to watch in misery. this was different.

as you near the door you can detect a heavy scent of sex seeping from the door. your cock twitches. you can smell me, you grab at your cock to calm it. no need to get worked up yet. the room is so dark you cannot make out anything but smell a heavy aroma of fresh fucking. the room is warm as you enter the cave.

you feel a hard hit to your face. lip busted. blood oozing. your eyes have not adjusted to the light. that was no punch from me. that was a man's fist that hit your square in the face. your mind is racing as you taste your blood in your mouth. another punch to your stomach and the wind is knocked out of you. as you bend forward grabbing for air a hand on the back of your neck grabs you. you are being pushed forward. you try to grasp the air and yet fight this man handling treatment.

"what the...." you blurt out gasping.

slap!

a man's hand meets the side of your face. you decide not to speak. as you try to fight, you can tell the strength of these men are beyond yours. your hands are cuffed in metal cuffs behind your back. your face pushed into the bed. in a wet spot. my wet spot. you can smell my cunt juices right in your face. your cock twitches, but there is erotic confusion as your pants are being ripped down. i bet you wish you wore underwear tonight huh baby?

my obedient slut

2006-09-16T09:36:00.000-07:00

"you hard, baby," she wrote.

"uh-huh"

"take it out for me baby"

I undid the button on my jeans and slid down the zipper. My cock lept out gratefully.

"uh-huh"

"pump it slow for me"

Goddamn. She's got me jerking off for her. My cock quivered in my hand as it slid up and down. It wasn't gonna be hard to cum. She seeps into my pores.

"wanna cum, baby?," she wrote.

"yesssss, baby...may i?"

"no."

What? Bitch. What the fuck? My head's spinning. I'm so close to bursting.

"baby...pleeeeease," i beg. She finds this amusing. She likes to hear me beg. It gets her cunt wetter when she says no.

"no...you're not cumming today baby. maybe tomorrow. i don't know."

Cunt. And the worst thing is that I don't. I stop with my aching cock and balls full of cum. I listen to her. I obey her.

"i gotta go, baby," she tell me, "don't...you...fucking...dare...cum"

"yes, grace," i tell her.

She signs off and I'm left sitting there with my hardon. I can almost hear her laughing 3000 miles away. Tonight, she'll get fucked or fuck herself and her orgasm will be that much more intense because I know she'll be thinking of me as I sleep and dream of stuffing my cock down throat. The frustration wells inside. Cunt. I want to fuck your throat until you vomit. My cock gives a jerk at this thought and I know I should force it back into my jeans before it's too late.

The next day -

"are you dying, little cum slut?"

"yes, grace"

"good. you wanna cum?"

"please, baby"

"mmmm...i don't know."

"baby...i need to...i'm beggin you baby please"

"so fucking sweet...the cum slut is begging...mmmm...gets me so wet, baby"

"pleeeeeeease!"

"take you cock out...i want you to pump until your just ready to cum...understand?"

"yes grace"

And, again, like a cum-filled zombie, my cock is in my hand...pumping just until...oh, fuck...need it so badly.

"You jerking it for me baby?"

"yes, grace"

"don't you dare fucking cum, bitch"

This goes on for awhile. Just to the edge and backing off. All the while she tells how violently she got fucked...the scarf around her neck...the instensity of her orgasm...and every syllable kills me. Cunt. The torment drives me closer to the edge. I can barely touch my cock now for fear of cumming.

"mmmm...how many times have you almost cum, bitch?"

"five, grace"

"must be reeeelay fucking hard for you"

"bitch"

"haha...mmm...getting mad baby?"

"fuck you"

"awwww...tell you what...i'll let you cum...BUT..."

"what"

"i wanna see it. wanna see a picture baby...wanna see that cum all over you...dripping off your cock...goddamn, baby...so fucking wet right now"

Jesus. She's fucked me again. I'm wrestling with the though in my mind.

"baby?," she asks, "hhhhmmm? if i don't see a picture then you can't cum."

I'm falling through a hole. What the fuck? I gotta cum so badly...but I don't think I can take and email a picture of my cum splattered body. She already requested and recieved a picture of my cock. It's thrilling and appalling. A glow and a buzz build inside me.

"baby?"

"i dunno"

"hmm...you a little shy baby?"

Cunt.

"i dunno, baby"

"it's up to you. but you'd better not fucking cum."

I truly do need to logoff but I go a little earlier than I would have.

The next day -

"how many days has it been, baby? hm? i forget"

"fuck you"

"awww...don't be a dick baby. how many"

"three"

"three days without cumming? mmmm"

"fuck you"

"carefull baby...i might not let you cum today either if you keep that shit up"

I'm pissed. I'm a fucking idiot. What am I doing? Why am I even fucking bothering with this stuff? Because I'm addicted to her To her filthy, whorish head. We have pushed each other to the farthest regions of sexual ethics and morality. She tells me she read a blog entry and knew she had to talk to me. How she prayed that I'd email a repsonse to a comment. That she could lure me in. And she did. And I want to find new ways to fuck, rape, torture and brutalize her. I have fucked her mouth with a loaded handgun. I have shot it over her head and pushed the fresh, hot barrel into her skin. You've already seen her efforts. "I want you," she tells me, "until I'm done with you."

A: well when you can be half way nice come find me maybe i will let you cum you fucker
me: ohhhhh...i'm sorrrrrry for being such a meeeeeeanie
A: no your not you are just mocking now you fucking slut
me: reeeeeeeealy i am
A: i don't believe you one bit
me: pleeeeease forgive me babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
A: you wanna cum?
me: puppy dog eyes...nodding
A: when ya cum baby.....lick it all up. every last fucking drop
me: yes, grace
A: better
me: thank you
A: next time don't be such a goddamn dick to me either
me: i'm sorry, grace

My cock is out. I can't wait any longer. I'm not fucking happy about it, but she doesn't want me to be happy. My brain must be malfuctioning. I can't really be doing this. But I am. My hard cock slides in and out of my hand rapidly and all I can think of is her...sitting 3000 miles away...cunt flooding...exercising her control over me...getting off on the power of it. I know she laughing at her sad little cum slut yanking his cock hard and fast for her.

I can feel every millimeter as the cum makes its way up my cock and into my hand. I look at the monitor as she urges me on. I grunt hard aiming the head of my cock into my cupped hand and watch the thick pearly cum, warm and gooey, first shot and then pulse into it. "lick it up...every last fucking drop" Goddamn. How badly do I want this? She's fucking inside of me, whispering in my ear, tickling my balls, sucking me off as I sit at a desk. Everywhere. I push out my tongue and flatten it out dipping it down to my cupped palm with its pearly puddle. Cunt, I think. Fucking cunt. I make the committemnt, slurp it into my mouth and force it back quickly. I almost gag on it. The pungent taste stays on in my mouth and despite getting it back quickly a thick sheen of cum stays on my tongue. I'm her cum slut.

She thanks me and, greedy bitch that she is, tells me she wants me to eat my cum every time I jerk off. She tells me that this will be the only thing she thinks about while she fucks this guy tonight - how I ate my cum for her...because she told me to. "I wanna cum so fucking bad, baby," she tells.

me; you make me feel like such a whore...so fucking cheap
A: not cheap....free...even worse baby...or i could send ya a quarter. evil grin

And she tells me to write about it so she can show everyone the obedient cum slut I've become.

free will III

2006-09-12T11:03:00.000-07:00

"baby come up here and get on all fours for me," i whisper. "first, take everything off baby."

i get up from the bed and pull my dress off. i watch you pull everything off. your hard on is flaccid. i walk over to M and kneel before him taking his cock in my mouth. M looks down at me and stares at your on all fours with your ass to us. i can feel M throb in my mouth as he stares at you baby. you sitting there waiting like a cock hungry slut. goddamn baby.

you can hear me slurping behind you. your cock twitches hard again. you feel so tortured as M gets my mouth and you don't. you wonder how long is going to take till i let you cum. your cock is leaking precum now. the slurping stops and you hear me clicking my way back towards you.

"mmmmm baby, don't you look so fucking ready to get fucked," i coo as i grab your tight, full balls and squeeze them hard.

"unnnggggg!" you let out.

"ooooooo babyy," i slither. "did i hurt you?" i baby to you.

"cunt," you whisper.

"mmmmmm yesss baby, but you are the one getting fucked in yours tonight," i hiss. "i am going to fuck your cunt baby, yeah fuck that tight cunt of yours."

your cock twitches at the thought. then you start to wonder what M's role was in all of this. you are certain he is not here to watch. you knew if someone was going to watch i would have a whole audience to adore our actions.

i spit on your cunt and you feel a lubed head press against your tightness. without any warning or working, in i shove my cock in you. you scream in pain. as i start fucking you hard and fast shoving in 9 inches into your cunt. you start grunting as the pain is constant and pulsing.

"mmmmmm babyyyy, did i hurt you going in?" i say in between thrusts.

i straddle your left leg as i fuck your cunt. i reach under to grab hold of your cock.

"oh, aren't you fucking hard my slut," i say in excitement. my nails start to dig in your cock. you hiss in pain and twitch as i continue to fuck you. i start to rub my cunt on your leg. you twitch again.

"mmmmm you like that baby? you like my cunt on you as i fuck your cunt?" i keep rubbing slowly. you can feel my wetness coating your skin.

you feel the bed shift and you look forward. it is M with a hard cock right in your face. you close your eyes. this could not be happening. he pushes the head of his cock into your mouth. you don't even fight it since this was all the plan.

i start laughing, "goddamn baby, you fucking slut! you got all your slutty holes filled tonight! take that cock and suck it like a good slut. do it right baby or you going to be spending a lot of time practicing."

you start to suck and he grabs the back of your head and just forces all of him inside of your mouth. he starts to fuck your face as i start to pound your cunt. you are grunting and almost gagging as he gets into your throat. M starts to grunt as his thrusts increase. goddamn baby you look so good sucking his cock. so fucking good my slut.

this is not what you had in mind for your turn with me. you are expecting M to cum down your throat but he stops and pulls out. he gets off the bed and walks around towards me. is he done, you question yourself. it is hard for you to think as your ass is getting railed by me. the nails in your cock are digging in further and the cunt on your leg is moving faster.

the thrusts in your ass slow down slightly and to a stop. you dare not look back in fear. you start to feel M's cock press against your cunt.

"oh fuck," you blurt out.

"mmmmhmmmmm baby, you are taking two for me," i coo. "yeaahhhh baby so fucking hot. fuckkkk i wannaaaa cummmm n-nooowww."

M's cock presses and forces in you yelp in pain. he does not ease his thrusts he grabs your hips and fucks you like a bitch. the pressure of two cocks in your burns and sears. your grunts are more like yelps, over and over. M is grunting and we can tell he is going to cum in your cunt at any minute. my cunt is rubbing you feverishly. all at once M cums deep and hot in you, i scream with an intense orgasm while letting go of your cock and you scream in pain as my nails release their grip.

M pulls out of your used and stretched cunt and walks out of the room, closing the door. i lay beside you as you fall from your all fours position. i lay there panting glassy eyed as you are red in the face with beads of sweat on your forehead.

"oh fuckkk babyy," i slur. "that was so fucking amazing."

i stare at you as you look pained and used. your cock is bleeding from the nail bites. yet, it is still hard and aching.

"awww baby, you didn't have any fun?" i whisper. i don't expect an answer as i get up and take your cock in my mouth.

you groan with a longing need. my mouth is fucking heaven to you. but, my cunt is what you want so badly. i tongue your cock up and down and take it all the way in with long strokes. you grunt and thrust in need. you cannot even contain yourself to enjoy it and you lose your load in my mouth.

i crawl up to you with a throaty laugh as my mouth touches yours. you open to kiss me and i let your cum slip from my mouth into yours. i press my cunt into your stomach as we kiss and let you clean my mouth with your tongue.

"such a goddamn slut baby," i whisper into your mouth.

"i want your cunt grace," you whisper back.

"i know baby, not tonight. my cunt is sore." i coo with a smile.

free will II

2006-09-11T00:00:00.000-07:00

glancing around the room you realize it is all men. that is not a coincidence you think. your mind dances around the idea this is just a front for me to be this free whore. you could be right baby.

several drinks in you, you watch the crowd slowly dwindle down. you are not sure if you are seeing things but at one point you swore you could see wetness running down my inner thigh. your cock twitches again. your growl a little with torment. you would think i would slow down and look disheveled, yet i appear to be in the same state i was in at the beginning of the evening. not even a wrinkle nor stain on my black dress.

your eyes follow me possessively as i wonder, leave, reappear and repeat. your cock is throbbing in your pants as a constant reminder you have not cum in days at my request. yet, i kept calling and emailing you with teases beyond belief that had you saying "fuck it" and jack off to a hard come. it hurts right now and you know i am enjoying it as i still make glances at you each time i leave and enter the room.

looking around you notice i am walking around the corner with the last man. you start to walk that direction with woozy steps. rounding the corner you see a door ajar with a faint light flowing from the crack. you can hear me full moan and gasping. your cock twitches again.

"goddamn her," you mumble while grabbing your cock giving it a good squeeze.

my moans and gasps put you in a trance. so familiar with so many memories. you inch closer and closer with your hand still on the bulge in your pants. right through the crack you see a man's ass standing, pants around his ankles and my legs spread and wrapped around his thrusting body. you wish you could see more of me instead of the block railing me. you close your eyes and listen. you hear the man cumming in me as he groans with a hiss. your eyes peep open and you see me starring you straight in the face with a grin. the man starts to pull up his pants you see me grab his hands.

"no baby," i coo. let me clean you up first. with that i finger for you to come inside the room.

you redden with embarrassment and furry. your hand pushes from the bulge before the man can see you. you hesitate to enter, but slowly you force yourself to. you want your fucking turn.

"M, i would like for you to meet V," i gesture as you walk in. "V is my slut and he is going to clean your cock for you."

your eyes grow large as those words roll off my tongue. you stare at M and he just grins back at you and his cock hardening. you stare at me in a slight panic and i give you that look of "you better not disappoint me or else" look.

your cock softens in you pants and walk over to M, kneel and give me a final glance. i just smile and nod for you to start. M's cock is right in your face, sticky and hard. you lightly pull his cock up and your mouth opens and you put the tip on your lips. you can taste my cunt and some of M's cum. you start to lick hesitantly and you are fighting the idea of just vomiting everything at M's feet.

"we don't have all night baby, i suggest you hurry it up before i let M cum in your mouth," i moan as i am touching my dirty, wet cunt.

you start licking M underneath to the tip, side, top as your hand touches him as little as possible. you can feel him throb and twitch as you hit the head of his cock. pre cum i leaking from him. you would rather be choking me to near death right about now.

"mmmmm you are such a good fucking slut baby," as i come on the bed. you try to catch a glance of my legs spread and fingers deep inside. you see the mess on my cunt. your cock twitches.

"come here baby," i whisper while licking two fingers clean. "crawl to me babyyyyy," i moan.

you move on your hands and knees to get away from M's hard cock. M grabs up his pants without fastening them. he walks over to a chair and sits with his cock in hand slowly stroking.

"clean me baby," i moan. "clean the cum from me."

you are not surprised by this request. you cannot count how many men came in my cunt this evening. all of them inside of me, dripping out of me and running down my thigh.

"you are such a dirty slut baby," you whisper as you position between my legs.

"mmmmm yesssss, but you are the one cleaning me baby," i coo. "did you know that the first sperm inside keep a army behind to fight off sperm that is not the same?" i say as a matter of fact to you as your tongue glides up my thigh.

you could care less about sexual facts as you choke down the various mixes of cum from my body. you feel my body shudder as you fight your way closer to my messy cunt that oozes with fresh cunt juices and cum.

"you really are a goddamn cum slut grace," you hiss.

"mmmmmmhmmmmmm," is all i can muster. the thought of you cleaning me with you tongue is making me come baby. i had been fucking all night let all those men cum deep inside of me one after another just so you could lick me clean. "g-god-damnnnnn," i moan.

you are so close to my cunt, the center of the mess. it looks hideous but you cannot help but twitch because underneath is a cunt that you are addicted to. you start low with one long sweep upward, i gasp and buck. you gulp fast and take a moment to comfort your gag. you go back to my clit, that you want to feel so bad with you tongue and i sit up pushing your head back.

"goddamn baby, that is so fucking good," i moan. my legs still spread wide in front of you.

your cock is twitching. you need to cum so bad. this evening has been pure torture.

i stare past you at M who is stroking his cock watching and listening. then my eyes meet yours with a grin.

my muse

2006-09-10T19:55:00.000-07:00

the following is an email from my muse for this blog. i will not go into explanations or anything of the sort. i posted his email at his request. just to show the twisted relationship that we have and i adore. the images he puts in my mind....goddamn.

yeah i came to this. so fucking wet and came so fucking hard baby.

--his email--

You're such a sweet talker, baby.

Wanna know what a junkie I am for you? I had a meeting this evening and an event in an hour and all I could think of was finding some unsecured wireless network so I could sit in my car with a fucking hardon that won't stop. That's how fucking bad I want you, Grace. And I know that I'm probably gonna be late for it because I can't fucking stand not writing to you.

I'll take anything you'll give me, baby. Anything. I'll take three cocks up my pussy for you. I don't fucking care. I need you that fucking badly, baby. My poor cock aches for you. I can't stand it. Fucking chain me to the wall of your bedroom and make me watch the parade of boys and girls you fuck you until you scream. Laugh at my hardon that never goes away. Use me for your dartboard.

But you better leave me chained up there, baby, because if you take me down I will fuck you up beyond your wildest dreams. I will take you to the very edge of your fucking life, bitch. You will not know what fucking hit you. I will strap you down and fuck that slutty cunt with the biggest dildo I can find lubed with Ben Gay. You think you've make me scream, bitch? Your cunt will burn and you will expirience pain on a scale that dwarfs anything you can think of. I will secure it into your cunt and even your well developed pussy muscles cannot expel it. And once I'm satisfied I will sit in a chair by your bed of agony and calmly read a book, barely paying attention to you.

I will bring blood donation bags to your bedside and slowly drain you down to the bare minimum that you need to stay alive...but only that much. I will not be satisfied until you are completely pale and comatose, your eyes desparately trying to focus on me...your parched, constricting throat desparately trying to push pleading words through your dry flaky lips.

Yes, my little whore, my little pain slut, my sweet Grace who craves being fucked literally to death. Do you jerk off at the end of Leaving Las Vegs, baby? Huh?

Fuck, Grace. The places we take each other, baby.

Go ahead and post this one, baby. Let the world know that how hard you came as you read this, you little whore.

free will

2006-09-09T19:07:00.000-07:00

our eyes keep catching one another in the room. we aren't not supposed to let on that we fuck like two starving sluts at every chance we get. i am rather surprised that you had the gull to come to my show. it just makes that tension more delicious baby.

your eyes watch and it is obvious. i know you are waiting, waiting for everyone to clear out so you can help christen my work. i feel your eyes burning behind me. i sway my hips from side to side my black dress and heels. i glance back with a laugh giving you that..."fuck me" look. i see you shift as you stand as my head glances forward. you watch me take the hand of a male guest and round a corner.

the bulge in your pants needs to be dealt with. you walk to get a drink while making quick and not so subtle adjustments to your swelling cock. you are curious to know why i have left the room, but you know i am either sucking that guy off or letting him rail me quickly. you cock swells more at the the thought of me wearing nothing underneath and how convenient for a slut like me.

as you are pretending to care about my work hanging on the walls you swear you hear a muffled moan.

"cunt," you slur into your drink as you take a swallow. yet, your cock twitches in your pants.

"mmmm, how ya doin babyyy," i whisper into your ear. you jump a little at the sudden arousal. you feel my hand graze your cock and pat it as i walk away to get a drink.

you notice a tied scarf around my neck. you study my attire. no pantie line. if you could just get your hands on that scarf and "adjust" it for me. watch my cunt juices seep down my legs like a cheap whore. another twitch in your cock.

"fucking slut," you murmur as you finish your drink.

you walk over to get another drink as i stir mine with a "i just got fucked" grin.

"you know grace, most people have these types of gatherings for spreading their name around the community, not their legs," you whisper into my ear.

my smile grows to a laugh and i look deep in your eyes. i step in towards your ear, "i know baby, but since you are here, i might as well make it fun for you," i coo.

i walk towards a different guest and your eyes follow like a jealous ex-lover. you fight a snarl as your cock is throbbing in your pants. your eyes follow me again around that same corner as i glance back at you with a wink.

"goddamn that whore," you mumble as you down your drink in one swallow.

you contemplate leaving, but your cock keeps you in place. you want your fucking turn even if it means you are the dead last.

--to be continued--

my canvas V

2006-09-08T16:33:00.000-07:00

Note: this is part 5 of a series. parts 1 through 4 can be read down below.

your thoughts are lost in this strange moment. you do not feel so enraged to kill, but you still have revenge in the back of your mind. you are thankful that you cannot see what i have done to you and afraid to see what is going to be the aftermath of this stunt i have pulled on you. you don't even know if it is day or night. when was the last time you slept? this high keeps you going and your anger keeps you alert.

i stare at you as you are in a painful bliss. it seems to be this healthy of mix of a little more pain then pleasure. your cum makes me want to walk over there and lick it all up. but, looking from side to side i realize that will just ruin my "art".

"almost done," i almost mumble with intoxication. "you look so fucking good, my living art, my slut, my canvas."

i stare at your blank legs. so smooth and clean. i would rather lick them and grind my wet cunt against them. it really is an effort on my part to not just give in, wipe my canvas clean and fuck you silly.

i crawl between your legs. rest my head on your thigh. i feel you tense up.

"shhhhhh relax," i whisper. yet, you don't. i smile knowing you wouldn't.

i twist the sound ever so slightly and you let out a moan and your cock twitches like i am milking you dry. i smile and let me tongue slip out on to your thigh. you twitch more. i nibble on the flesh. mmmmm so close to your tight balls. licking and biting. i start to suck. suck harder and harder. you can feel that pain in your sensitive inner thigh. i keep sucking till the pain starts to sting and i let go with a last lick. you let out a small breath.

"mmmmm babyyy, your skin is like a girl's," i coo. "if you did not have this cock here, i would almost feel like i am going to eat a girl out."

you snarl, not even sure i can see from where i am. i can sense your anger. i go to the other thigh and leave my red, red mark. small purple and red dots on your clean flesh.

"mmmmm you look tainted baby. i wonder how much trouble you will be in with these marks." my grin grows more evil.

you hear another slip from the metal tray.

"you know baby," i say as a matter of fact. my scalpel pushes harder into your thigh flesh. you jerk with the pain.

"ah ah stay still or i will hit a precious vein," i warn.

you feel my tool move in one long and painful stroke. i lift at the knee and proceed to the very tender lower leg area. my cut is much lighter as there is not much flesh here. you hiss as i go down. your blood seeps out in freedom from your body. without hesitation i move to the other side. top of the the thigh and complete my final stroke to your ankle. i watch the blood spill to the sides.

"hehe, baby you do look sacrificed for me in a very sadistic and modern way," i chuckle. you don't look amused.

"well you realize every artist has to sign their work," i say with such an evil grin.

i see your head searching for me. your mouth opens to form the beginning of "no" and i grab the needle of your left nipple and pull upward. your scream makes my cunt tingle.

"oh baby," i say sweetly. "what were you going to say?"

"p-please," you hiss.

i let go of the needle. you huff in pain.

"hmmmmm, yes. that is what i thought," i sneer.

i look at your pelvis. nice clean area by your red, throbbing cock. i bend down and etch in deep to ensure scarring a "G" and a "B". your body trembles with every delicate and precise cut. your face is red and i can guess it is from furry.

"you know baby," i mouth into your pelvis as i touch up the letters. "it is good i decided not to sign my name on your cock."

your cock twitches.

"yeah, i bet you would dig that my slut," i laugh. "you make me so happy baby. you look so good. now it is time to show you off."

your heart races. you think, "WHAT? you have got to be kidding bitch. your fucking crazy dead bitch!"

i pull on my robe and tie it. i realize that i smell like sadistic sex. i leave you alone in the room to fetch my art goers.

you sit in this dark silence. your body searing with pain and rage. you don't even want to think about all of these marks that are probably permanent on your body. how you will even explain this. you want to kill. you want to put forth a long torturous revenge on me and end in my sweet death. you mull over various chocking, stabbing, cutting and hanging scenarios. you think about the length of time, days, weeks or months. you hear footsteps nearing. the door opens and in walks a crowd. you cannot see them. you hear whispers and shuffles as they come towards you. you close your eyes in embarrassment. at this point you don't know which is worse, being a cum slut or a piece of art.

you feel latex coated fingers roam your body making you twitch. some touch the sensitive painful areas, while others touch arousing you. the whispers are low and incomprehensible. you are fishing for me and yet you don't sense my presence at all. no sound, no touch, no sight nor smell. your mind thinks i have ran off to keep my distance from you so that you cannot catch me once you are free from your binds. "bitch," you think to yourself.

you hiss at a few touches. they seem confident and controlled. they are not shaky or nervous. these hands want to touch and want to torment you. you start thinking they are sadists as you hiss and groan in pain. a mix of male and female all around you. the smell of wine on their breaths and none of them coming into your view.

slowly the hands become less frequent. you hear them walk away one by one. you are left alone and in wonderment. your body is aching and throbbing in a constant pain. your muscles are cramping, your head feels dizzy from the loss of blood. you feel beat up and weary. your eyes lids start to get heavy and start to fall.

you feel my lips press against your ears. you are startled.

"baby, thank you," i whisper so delicately in your ear. "you were beautiful. all of them loved you."

i place my hand over your nose and mouth with such precision. you think i am playing a game as you cock twitches. i am not. your face grows a dark red as your eyes start to bulge. you are struggling for air and your head starts to shake from side to side. i hold down with pressure. you slow down...down...down. as your body starves for air i whisper in your ear,"yes baby, i am selfish and i cannot let you free from this. you know i love you always."

you slip away and a tear falls from my face onto your forehead.

with a jolt you sit up in bed breathing heavily. you are covered in sweat. you look around and you are in your safe room and bed. there is a silent lump sleeping beside you. you realized it was a long dream and you notice your hard on is raging.

my canvas IV

2006-09-05T07:37:00.000-07:00

Author Note: there are three other parts to this story. look below.

i cannot shake this evil grin on my face. i feel like i am in a dream state and this work of art is just a pure masterpiece. yet, i am not quite done as i like to fill my whole canvas.

your breathing seems to accept the new bits of pain and calm a little. i see your forehead forming small beads of sweat.

"yeah baby, that shock to the system makes on hot," i explain.

you snarl a little at me.

"oh baby, you look so fucking good. you are my art! i cannot believe i made art out of a lover. that i can fuck art, what a fucking amazing thing," i express.

i keep my calm composure and get back into my trance. i need to finish.

your mind is reeling. you feel a million images and lights flashing on your lids like a screen every time you blink. your body heated with throbbing pain as the blood is dry on both of your arms. you don't even know if your cock is still hard. it shouldn't be after what i just put you through. you feel anymore is going to send you over board with a violent physical shock.

"this bitch, this bitch," is all you can say inside your mind. you now realized i do not allow you to see to heighten the pain and physical torture i am administering. there is no way to calm the beast. you are enraged and in a deep furry. there is no kiss and make up to this stunt. this is life and death.

"oh baby," i whisper in your ear, startling you. "you look beautiful to me. i realize this goes beyond anything that we have discussed with the no marks and all that jazz. you knew i am one to push those limits. you know i don't like limits when we are together my twisted lover. i think i don't want you with her anyways. yet, i don't want you for myself either. i know that sounds pretty fucked up. but come on baby...you live for me. i am sure you want to kill me. but...baby, you know i am going to make this all better," as i lick the outline of your ear, slowly trailing inward. "ba-by," i whisper and you let out a small moan. "i-want-you-to-myself," in a barely audible fashion. you take in a deep breath and your cock is swaying. "mmmmm ba-byyyy, just...be...my...slut," i moan. your breath quivering. "puh-lllease...bay-byyyy," i groan.

a small,"yes", escapes your lips. catching you in a moment, you immediately feel guilt.

i stand up and grin. my scalpel runs from middle of your pecks down to right above the belly button. this incision was with more pressure then on the arms. instead of yelling in pain you groan in lust. my words still ringing in your ear as your blood pools from your new wound.

i crawl on top of you and sink your cock inside of me. you grunt in a slutty need. i just rest on your hard cock as i bend down to lick some of the fresh blood that is starting to run from the wound and down the sides.

"mmmmm babyyyyy," i moan. "so fucking sweet." as i grind you cock. "don't you cum in me babyyy. don't you dare fucking cum or i will cut your shit off you slut."

you are breathing deep as the blood is thick and red running away from it's source. i drips down. i start to draw in certain areas, but leave more of the "running" look. right when i am finished with my design i start to come on you with dark intensity. my hands grip low and away from any of the blood. my nails dig into your flesh and pull downward as my orgasm ripples through my body. you feel me tighten around your cock and the pain i have inflicted on you keeps you from cumming.

"GODDDAMMMNNNNN BA-BYYYYY!" i scream. you are grunting through your pain. i have drawn blood from my nail bites.

you feel a flood coat down to your tight, swollen balls. you need to cum so fucking bad. you have been hard for an eternity.

i climb down and sit on an over stuffed chair. i am catching my breath. perhaps fucking in the middle of my work may have been taxing on my physical stature. i stare at your red, pulsing and throbbing cock. it stands so straight and it glistens from my juices. it is a beautiful piece to me.

you hear another shuffle of metal against a tray and now you cannot see me at all. you can just hear, smell and feel. you can smell my sex in the air. you want it as it seduces you through your nose. my scent always draws you to the edge.

you feel cold metal on your hot balls. you want to jerk at the sudden conflict of temperatures, but instead you ache at the restraint.

"fucking bitch," you think. "she is too fucking smart for her own good, keeping me this tied down."

the cold metal starts to squeeze. your balls want to explode with cum. yet, the pain is fucking getting to be unbearable.

"ooooooo baby," i squeal. "your balls look so fucking squeezed!"

your face reddens as you grunt. the squeezing stops and your balls feel like that are going to be squeezed off by this metal contraption. you hear the sounds of latex gloves being snapped into place. your mind reels again.

"shit!" you think. "what the fuck is she up to now?"

"mmmmm baby, have you heard of sounds?" i ask so sweetly. "oh that is right you can only say yes or please. just say yes or no."

"no," you murmur.

"oh," i say with some interest. "well baby let me enlighten your deviant little mind. sounds are medical instruments designed to be inserted into the urethra, better yet to enlarge the urethra and even better with this particular set...deep penetration to the prostate."

you cannot believe what you are hearing. this cannot be happening and you want to keep your cock attached so your breathing increases to a huffing and puffing. i can tell you are thoroughly pissed at me. you feel the dull vibrator in your ass stop. your ass feel numb.

you feel a cold dab on your cock head. you cannot feel much as it is with a hard on and your balls in a metal fucking vise. you feel gloved hands grab at your cock as a metal tip sinks inside your cock every so slowly. there is not much pain as the thought of a piece of metal being rammed in your cock.

"mmmm baby, your cock looks like a pussy taking in a metal cock," i say with great concentration. "what a fucking mind fuck to see this."

you think it is better you don't see this at all as it would just really fuck with your mind. you feel uncomfortable as it pushes down but your cock sucks it in as gravity takes in the van buren sound. my hand guides the j-curved sound further down. you grunt deep when i touch your prostate. the vibrator goes on and within seconds you grunts and groans cause you to cum with such eruption. you think it pushes that metal rod out.

"oh goddamn baby," i whisper as your cum oozes out like a volcano i have flagged as my territory. "goddamn that is so fucking hot." i pull of the gloves and toss them to the side as i am lost in this sight.

i walk up to your head. i lick your lips and sink my tongue into you. you groan as your cock is still oozing cum out so slowly. your cock twitching and the sound jabbing your prostate with teasing sensations.

"almost done baby," i whisper on to your lips. "i told you i take good care of you."

you are still moaning as you are still cumming. you feel like this could be the first time that you could feel how a woman feels with a long intense orgasm. "so fucking twisted," you think as you cock continues to spasm with slow amounts of cum flowing down the side of your cock so milky white.

my canvas III

2006-09-03T07:22:00.000-07:00

AUTHOR NOTE: This is part III of an installment. You can read the first and second parts if you like. If you don't, I really don't care.

"mmmmm now my pain slut is permanently scarred for me," i say with pride. "i have officially fucking marked you slut. this is the GRACE WAS HERE mark, my fucking territory, my-fucking-territory! i have pissed on you for life my sweet fucking slut. i own you no matter what and i did this first. i beat you to this my bitch. so no matter what you do to me, i marked you officially first. yeah let that sink in baby, let that marinate in your twisted fucking mind. oooo get mad, get mad my fucking pain slut." i grin.

i smile proud as i see the top of my canvas so beautiful. the color, the lines the textures. i am sure if you were standing right next to me baby you would appreciate my efforts. but, seeing as you are the work of art. i am sure you would differ.

you stare at me with daggers. my eyes dart to yours and my glassy inspired look is immediately gone.

"awww baby," i say in my attempted pathetic tone. "now really, you are ruining my moment of inspiration. don't make me use some toothpicks to keep your eyelids open and wipe away those awful looks that you give me. mmmmm do you want that baby?"

you shake your head while slowly closing your eyes. you think, "just make it through this and FUCK this will never stop. the next moment you get you choke that bitch to death. that is when this will fucking end!"

SLAP!

"open your goddamn eyes baby," i hiss. "i need to see them enjoy this. hmmmm." you hear metal clanking again. "i wonder what gage i want to use."

you start to dread as you force your eyes to open. you think, "shit this has really gone too fucking far! if this bitch does not kill me tonight...she is dead!"

"mmmmm i think i will use a 16 gage," i say out loud to myself.

i can hear you let out a breath of air. i grin as i pick up the 16 gage piercing needle and a cork. i come into your view with an evil grin. i look into your eyes and then downward. you start to panic. "this bitch is not going to pierce my cock hard," you think. i bend down and you take in a deep breath. i start sucking on your right nipple. you let out an unexpected moan. your cock twitches as i suck with such experience. i lick, flick and suck. while i suck my tongue flicking your nipple inside of my mouth. you start to harden and swell. your precum oozing over the size of your cock now. just when you start to feel this climb to cum you feel me pierce your nipple as soon as my mouth separates from you.

"UGHHHHH!" you grit between your clenched teeth.

the pain is unbelievable. you thought my claw clamps and fierce biting was bad. this topped it all. it throbbed and pulsed with pain. you are trying to breathe through the burns, the prodded cuts and now this stinging, hot pain.

"mmmmmmmmm b-babyyyy," i moan. "look at you. so much pain, so many different things to feel. you are starting to look like a work of art. mmmmmm and i have only just begun."

i am lightly rubbing my own nipple and pinching and tugging it. my other hand traveling downward as if being seduced by myself it rubs so gently on my hard, wet clit. my eyes close briefly as i see my filled canvas. it is right there, right behind my eyes just waiting to be finished. i smile with delight as it is attainable. the rubbing between my legs grows frantic and you can hear wetness being moved and very small barely audible gasps and moans. your cock twitches as you focus on the sound then the pain that is shooting in your freshly pierced nipple. suddenly the noises stop. your eyes dart around trying to hear.

"mmmmm," i moan. "you look so fucking good baby." as i press down every so slightly on the needle that is pierced through you tender nipple. you hiss and grunt loudly.

"ooooo you sound like you are being sucked off oh so fucking good. do that again." i press down harder. you gasp and grunt ever louder.

"goddamn baby. that is so fucking hot," i barely make out in a moan.

you hear the noise of metal being dragged then lifted off the tray. i walk over to left of your body. your teeth clench and wishing god only gave you one of everything so you would not have to bare pain like this twice. i suck and you cannot help but feel a sense of escapism and dread for the existing pain you feel and the pain you will feel. you start to breathe heavy knowing and preparing for this next bit. i lift my mouth off and you wait. nothing.

i laugh, "you know baby, they say when you get your nipples pierced that the second one always hurts more and you should get them pierced at the same time if you can. most people only get one because it hurts so bad."

your lip snarls as you fucking dread hearing that bit of information. you cannot say a goddamn word and you wish you could break through these metal binds and stab me with that scalpel and 16 fucking gage needle over and over again till my body is no longer identifiable. both arms like a machine stabbing over and over again as you laugh insanely seeing me try to protect myself with my hands and cries. you stabbing through everything in your way.

just as you are lost in thought as i can tell. i slowly push the needle through your erect nipple. i don't even make it quick like the first one. you snap out of your murderous thoughts and yell with pain. just to get my point across i fuck your new nipple hole with the needle.

"mmmmmm baby, should i be like a cock and pull all the way out and push all the way back in? it is like popping a cherry, oooo you are bleeding." i hiss.

you are shaking your head pleading with me. my grin grows wider. the thought of pulling that needle out of your devirginized nipple is so tempting and imagine the pain baby of me trying to force it back in like a tight cunt. goddamn baby. i cannot resist, i pull the needle out as you hiss loudly. the hole looks like it closes up. you are grunting in pain. i search for your tight hole with the pointy needle tip, you start to scream as i probe and finally find it and like a cock to a cunt i ram it back through. you scream with such intense pain.

"mmmmmmm yeah baby," i coo. "scream like a bitch for me. mmmmm love it when you are so vulnerable like a bitch. i just took your cunt and used it. mmmmm yeah baby that is what i like."

your new nipple piercing has swelled double the size of your first one due to the needle fucking. i dribble on a piercing mixture over both nipples that soothes and stings at the same time. you feel a slight relief but the pain in your nipples makes your toes curl and your breathing almost in a panicked state.

--to be continued--

my canvas II

2006-09-02T07:18:00.000-07:00

AUTHOR NOTE: This is part II of an installment. You can read the first part if you like. If you don't, I really don't care.

"mmmhmmm, yeah baby we will see if you are able to when i am done with you," i say in a controlled rage.

you cannot see anything except what is directly above you. you hear clanking noises and some shuffling.

"you are my canvas and this..." as i display a scalpel in your view. "...is one of my instruments."

you make grave attempts to free yourself. nothing budges. you are completely still. i can see your muscles tense as you are trying to move a centimeter.

"yeah baby don't hurt yourself. my boys got you down pretty good. i learned a few tricks from them for next time. well, if there is a next time, " i smirk.

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!!" you scream.

i calmly place the scalpel at the base of your cock. being careful to not even press ever so lightly as it is brand new and furiously sharp. immediately you stop screaming.

"now you listen good you fucking shit," i spit. "don't you think for one goddamn minute that i won't turn you into the fucking bitch that you really are. i will fucking chop that beautiful fucking cock off faster then you can say the "N" in NO and shove it down your cock hungry throat so you can choke on it. the only reason why i left your fucking mouth available is so i can hear you pathetic cries you pain slut. DON'T PISS ME OFF FUCKER!"

you are quiet. your chest heaving in rage. the last thing you want is your manhood cut from you because you felt that blade touch and you felt that sting as i was ranting. i can see a small delicate line of blood oozing.

"oh baby," i notice. "now look what you made me do."

i bend down and lick your small wound ever so lightly with the tip of my tongue. your cock twitches and aches as it hardens.

"mmmm baby, your blood tastes so sweet," i coo.

I lick the wound till the blood starts to clot. your cock hard and straight. i lick around the base as i see precum start to pool at the tip of your swollen cock head.

"damn baby, you are such a fucking slut," i laugh.

i slip on a cock ring and you begin to get nervous. you almost forgot about the shiny new scalpel i had in my hand as it glistened in the flickering light. after the cock ring is on you suddenly feel a buzzing in your ass. i start to laugh as you make attempts to jolt. instead i watch your cock twitch so hard your precum starts to drip down your shaft.

"mmhmm baby, put that in there when you were...sleeping," i whisper. i guess you did not notice that hiding up in your cunt. of course that was not the only thing in your cunt either. BUT, i have said too much."

you snarl, but literally bite your tongue. you almost bite it off as you start to taste your own blood. you think, "this bitch....is so fucking dead".

i stand by your head looking at your body. your arms spread outward, palms up. i can see the redness burning your handcuffed wrists. seeing you like this makes me wet. what i am about to do to you will make me drench.

i start analyzing you as i tilt my head from side to side. i barely feel the sharp metal drag from your elbow down towards your wrist. i blow on the barely formed incision. you can feel the burn you slightly hiss. i see your cock twitch and sway back and forth.

"you realize baby, if i pressed a little harder i would hit that radial artery of yours," i say in a concentrated tone. "you know very well what i speak of."

"yes," you whisper. well aware that we both know the proper way to drain a body of its blood supply faster then a simple wrist slice if one wanted to commit a "proper" suicide. as we both can agree a proper jugular slice is quite appropriate if you want to do it right.

"mmmm baby your blood, fuck baby," i moan. my finger start to trace designs with the blood that is slowly oozing from you fresh wound. you wince slightly as my finger presses the wound to gather more blood for my design.

"hmmmm, i think that looks lovely," i say in a trance state. i get lost in my art as you well know. i am focused and i do not hear surrounding noises. i look crazy to you as you stare up at my face wishing you could attack. you see the glassy look in my eyes as i am concentrating and lost.

i snap out of my trance to redirect myself on you left arm. the same precise line is cut down your arm. the same pressure, the same pattern in bleeding. the same design in blood. i never noticed you wincing as i fed the tip of my finger with more of your paint.

"hmmmm," i almost say to myself. "i need some texture."

i lick three small lines on your right shoulder. your cock twitches again.

"goddamn baby," i say. "you are twitching way too soon. i am sure you know what lye is?"

"N-NO!" you shout.

SLAP!

"What did i say slut," i say not expecting an answer. "you shut the fuck up or i will plug your mouth with your cock! one more goddamn word other then yes or please and i will have no problem making you my real bitch"

it is horrible enough you have to explain these incisions on your arms, but burns? before you know it i am lightly sprinkling powdered lye on my tongue licks. it starts to bubble. you start to groan as it eats away at your flesh like a hundred tiny razor teeth eating away at you.

"goddamn baby," i say intoxicated.

you are trying to writhe and i am rubbing my clit i see the bubbles increasing and before you red face bursts i splash the burn with some vinegar.

"mmmm my seared slut," i moan.

your flesh is blistered and raw. i finger the wound and you hiss at me. you cock twitches slightly.

"why goddamn baby, you loving this as much as i do," i ask with such excitement. "you fucking slut. my delicious pain slut. or are you just enjoying that vibrator buzzing up in your ass?"

i show you my evil grin and you snarl.

"ah ah," i warn. "be a good boy."

i lick the side of your face to your lips. you start to shaking your head no thinking i am going to "make art" on your face next.

"shhhhh baby," i say calmly. "stop that. you know i cannot mess up such a lovely face."

i force my tongue in your mouth. you take me in with eagerness. i fuck your mouth with my tongue. my cunt juices are starting to run down my leg. i can feel a pulsing and throb. i pull out and lick three lines on your left shoulder. your groan deep but keep silent. a sprinkle of lye again and your face reddens and your teeth are clenched as it burns and cooks your flesh.

"mmmmmmmmm babyyyyy," i slur. "you m-make meee wanna c-come."

i almost get lost as you are huffing through the burn. i splash vinegar on your fresh wound. your chest is heaving and trying to breathe through the pain. your mind curses me repeatedly. it shows on your tortured face.

--to be continued--

my canvas

2006-09-01T17:26:00.000-07:00

my lips pressing against yours while on top of you in the warm tub water. i can taste the all the various fluids you have been exposed to. your tongue fucking my mouth, your cock rigid and hard resting near my cunt. i press into you and i can feel a groan rumbling in your chest.

i start to press into you. leaving my weight on top of you. i start to bring my legs up. your cock twitches at the thought of me mounting you in the tub. fucking you and getting water everywhere. oh my dear slut....have i got other plans for you.

i push on you slowly as you head falls into the water. you are lost in your fucking my mouth with your tongue. you think it is an angle. well baby, i think it is a drowning.

pulling away from you i push all my might on you as your face submerges underneath the water. your arms flail as you try to push me off, hit, grab. i keep myself arched back. i let you up to gasp. oh baby your eyes and mouth like a goldfish gasping for life. i push you back under while gripping your chest with my nails.

up again....down again....up again...down again.

your mind is frantic as you swear i am trying to fucking kill you. the lack of oxygen that you are getting makes you dizzy and that nasty bump you got on the last "down again" caused you to pass out.

your eyes creep open. was it a dream? the room is dark, more flickering. are you still in the bathroom? in the tub?

"that fucking cunt," you think. "i swear i am going to kill her when i get my hands on her. fuck!"

you try to touch your head and it is tightly cuffed to the table.

"SHIT!" you yell. "YOU CUNT, THIS IS OVER!"

SLAP!!

"oh baby, this is over when i say it is over," i say in a stern calm.

hovering over your face i look down at you tilting my head from side to side. i start to smile out of the corner of my mouth. my eyes dark and sinister. your eyes lock on to mine and find themselves darting around.

"you look like a canvas baby!" i say with excitement. "all spread out, shaved, so clean, mmmm i could draw on you baby."

you think to yourself, "how the fuck did i get on this goddamn table?"

"mmmm baby you don't think those men just left do you?" i whisper. "oh, you don't remember getting the tub to here?" i ask with such an evil grin to bare. "they enjoyed moving you for me. i think they also enjoyed...well...nevermind that."

"you are such a dead cunt," you hiss.

SLAP!!

"we will see who dies first baby," i snarl back. "goddamn you, don't act like you are all innocent baby! it is a little late for that. you know damn well what you were getting into with me."

i move down the side of the table staring at your body splayed before me.

"mmmmm baby you look like you are being crucified. care to sacrafice yourself for my sins baby?"

"fuck you," you groan between your lips.

--to be continued--

my cum slut II

2006-08-30T00:00:00.000-07:00

AUTHOR NOTE: This is part II of an installment. You can read the first part if you like. If you don't, I really don't care.

your heart sinks when you hear those words. sometimes i mean it and sometimes i don't. you feel at this moment it cannot be a "reward" for you, but perhaps a reward for me or maybe the other party goers.

the room is awkwardly quiet. the cum is drying all over your body. it feels as if you are being wrapped in a corset of cum. your mind is reeling from what you just experienced. "a feminized man getting a bukkake from other men". this is a new low even for you baby.

i pull you upward with your leash and to your feet.

"mmmmm my baby aren't you a sight!" i say in such a chipper tone. "i should take a picture for my scrapbook."

you dare not say a word and ruin my good mood. you can sense digital camera lights flashing as you stand there. you can only imagine what you look like. your cum drenched body with drying cum not even dripping away from you male flesh. it is clinging to you as a constant reminder. would you even look at the pictures?

"FUCK NO!" you scream in your mind.

your mind tries to think of revenge on me. yet you cannot shake the thought of what you just went through. you know very well you have to rise above this to give me something more humiliating then this stunt i pulled with you.

i tug you back down the hallway. you are shifting stiffly and i smirk at your cum stained girl body. my beautiful cum slut. you hear shuffling behind you as you are being led down the hallway. you are praying it is not the men. you would have to scream the safe word if it were those cock hungry men. you start to think, do we even establish a safe word?

"FUCK!" you scream again in your mind as your fists clench. "THAT CLEVER BITCH NEVER DISCUSSED SAFE WORDS. I NEVER THOUGHT SHE WOULD PUSH TO THESE AREAS! SHE HAS ALWAYS TALKED ABOUT SAFE WORDS WITH OTHER MEN. THE CUNT!"

your breathing gets heavy and mad. before you could stew longer on your rage for me you feel hands tugging away your cum drenched girl attire.

"hahaha, it is a good thing you shaved baby," i laugh. the peeling of the clothes feels like band aids being pulled off raw skin. "see i am watching out of your baby," i coo.

"CUNT!" you think.

the last thing to come off is the scarf. your eyes adjust but it does not take long because it is dark in the bathroom. you see flickering shadows that appear to be female. you heart seems to fall at ease.

"get in the tub baby."

there is no water in the tub, yet it is plugged closed. your cock aches from being released from it cunt makeshift prison. you can see cum dried every inch of your body that was not covered by clothing in the flicker of the light. you sit back into the cold porcelain tub.

a woman steps inside the tub. she stands above you, feet on each side of your thighs. you stare upward at her. she is wearing a short skirt with no panties on. your cock twitches at the sight of her pink, bare cunt. before you can harden she starts to pee on you. you flinch a little at the beginning of her stream. it is hot and warm. you can smell her musky cunt. you cannot control your cock as it hardens. this seems like a twisted reward. better then men pissing on you.

"drink her piss for me baby," i say behind you.

you bend forward into her stream with your mouth open. anything to get the cum taste out of your mouth. her piss is warm and tangy. he stream weakens and stops. she gets out of the tub and the next woman takes her place. her cunt has a small landing strip and her lips are swollen. you think to yourself..."slut". she starts to release on you. your cock hardens as each girl takes her turn peeing on your skin, face, mouth. i ask you to drink some while just showering in other streams. the tub is starting to rise in yellow fluid.

as each girl leaves her gift in the tub to you she exits the bathroom. i am the only one left. you have calmed only slightly. you are now sitting in several inches of women piss. i get in the tub. your cock twitches in its hard state. you think i am going to piss on you. i pull the plug of the tub. let the yellow rewards drain away.

"look at your baby," i whisper. you cannot see it in the darkness but my face is flushed. i am in an intoxicated state with you. "you are a mess."

i turn the faucet on. pour in soap into the clean flowing stream. your tense body starts to finally relax in the hot, soapy fluid. i let my robe fall as our eyes are locked. you can see my nipples hardened and my cunt swollen.

"slut," you whisper.

"yes, baby, your slut," i answer.

i slide in the tub in between your legs, letting your hard on press against my stomach. my lips press against yours. i bite your bottom lip as your hands travel up my back. you squeeze me against you. your hands rest on my shoulders. you are contemplating choking me till i pass out and seek your revenge. perhaps lock me in dark basement for a week letting disgusting men come in a fuck and cum on me or having me suck off their filthy cocks. your cock twitches at the thought. instead you let me have my glory for tonight. soon you will get your way. you want the payback to be much greater then this.

my cum slut

2006-08-29T12:57:00.000-07:00

you are in a day dream state as you are wash up your body and prep to shave...shave everything. it is one thing to try to explain away cuts on your stomach, but it is entirely another to explain a shaven body. she had believed the hive attack on your stomach from some reaction to something you had eaten. you never gave her a reason to think you were deviant and most of all cheating. why i adore you baby.

in a distance you hear laughter and glass clanking.

"why are you doing this," you ask yourself. "you are one huge slut to let this woman make you dress like a girl for her friends. stupid fool."

"ouch!" you nicked yourself at the top of your pubic area. perhaps this line of thinking can be done later. as you proceed to pay careful attention to your shaving task.

arms, legs, under arms, face, chest and pubic regions so smooth and clean. just like a girl. you glance at the "attire" that had been laid out. a wig, utterly short skirt, stuff padded bra, panties, white button blouse, a collar and leash and lastly a leather strap to tie back your cock.

"you have got to be kidding me," you murmur. "that fucking cunt has got to be dreaming for me to wear all of that."

and like a sixth sense i come in the door with a glass of wine in my hand and a fading grin on my face. piercing eyes glaring at you and shifting to your waiting attire. i walk quietly over to you, hand you my glass of wine and grab the back of your hair yanking your head backwards.

"mmmmm, now baby don't you spill my drink," i hiss as i bite your ear lobe harder then i should. "now, why haven't you dressed up for me baby hmmmm? don't like the outfit?" you know better then to respond to suicidal phrases. "you realize baby if you don't do what you promised for me i will just be angry and you don't want to see me angry do you?" as i slap on your cheek harder then i should.

then gripping your chin digging my nails into the flesh. you take in a deep breath as you fight urge to let out a painful groan. your hand grips the stem of the glass, you try to let up in fear of shattering it. the red liquid starts to sway up the edges nearing the top. "steady" you think, trying to escape the pain.

"i suggest you hurry up, my guests are getting anxious to see my cum slut," i soothe as i let up my claws from your face. "when you are done..." i untie the long scarf from around my neck. "...tie this around your eyes." you notice bruising on my neck. your cock twitches at the sight.

my lips curl into a grin and my eyes slowly move downward seeing your hardening. my eyebrow raises with amusement.

"you are such a slut baby," i whisper, grabbing my glass from your hand and turning around to head out. i hold up my hand with five fingers outreached. "five minutes."

the door shutting behind me you start to move. five minutes as a man is easy. five minutes as a man to dress like a woman a challenge. as you race to beat the clock, your mind is racing why you keep allowing yourself to be put in such predicaments for another slut. is it the way she is just sweetly aggressive? is it the way she easily understands how the slutty mind works? or is it knowing that she is laying somewhere rubbing her cunt dreamily conjuring up this "sessions" for the both of you?

"i knew i shouldn't have told her to dress me like a bitch to show off for her friends," you mumble as you adjust a very whorish wig on your head.

you tie the black scarf around your eyes. without a second to ponder the door swings open. you hear clicks of heels on the floor coming nearer to you. the clicking stops behind you and two hands reach around one going for your fake breasts and the other darting between your legs and up the skirt. the fingers trace the outline of a makeshift cunt.

"mmmmmm," a whisper on the back of your neck. your cock hardens against your ass. "i like your smooth, shaven cunt baby." my fingers rub the slit. "mmmm, we are going to have so much fun tonight," i breath so quietly.

my hands leave your body and fidget with the scarf. you feel it wrap above the collar and tighten into a strangle. you gasp with your hand instinctively reaching to the scarf. your eyes start to bulge behind the black cover. you feel me tug you towards the door. you try not to stumble and just when you thought you would fall with the dizzy feeling, i let go. you gasp with your chest heaving.

"mmmmm you look just like a strangled bitch with your tits heaving baby," i say in amusement. "come on let's not keep them waiting," as i grab the leash attached to your collar and lead you down the hallway to the noise of the party.

your heart is racing as the laughing seems to quiet a little. the room soon falls silent as you are led in.

"sit down baby," as i push you on a padded surface. "now lay on your back like a good girl," i soothe into your ear. you feel me fidget with your attire and position you with your arms upward dangling from this padded table and your legs spread. your heart is racing knowing when i "soothe" that you are in for a rude awakening.

you start to feel fingers and hands lightly touching your body. you tense up, they are not all soft female hands. your lip curls a little.

SLAP

you feel a hard surprising slap across your face. you are jolted and shocked.

"you will enjoy this baby," i hiss harshly directly into your ear. "you will convince me you are going to get off on this my cum slut. don't you make me look like a fool in front of my friends or so help me god, you will regret your actions." i like the outline of your ear and your cock starts to twitch again.

you can hear voices starting to stir. conversations start to continue as hands start to grope and touch your body. one rough hand is fingering your cunt. the finger trails down to your asshole. it shoves inside of you roughly. a grunt forms in your throat. your hands clench into fists. you keep your face stone as his finger moves in and out. you try not to clench or lead him to believe you are enjoying this.

"she is lovely grace," the intruding man's voice says. "she is making me hard."

"gooood," i coo. i am standing nearby watching your face. you think it is stone for me but you are writhing in humiliation. i know you are cursing me in your mind. i know you want me to pay. i smile out the corner of my mouth as i watch random guests come up and probe, prod, grope and touch my cum slut.

as you are thinking of how many different ways to choke me out you feel undoubtedly a cock slap the top of your foot. you twitch in shock. trying to "convince" me you stay put with your lips pursed shut. you are a prison on this table narrow enough for the width and length of your body. the cock is rubbing up your leg and then you feel another one rub right on your cheek. you can feel his precum smearing into your skin. you then notice the noise of the party is all female and the hands on your body are all male.

you feel your temperature rise as this is NOT what you hand in mind for my "friends". you had made the terrible assumption that i would have my female friends gawk and use you. cursing me in your head you try ever so hard to "convince" me since you did not know where i was standing if near you at all.

feeling more cocks rub on you and the sense of some of them jerking in your direction you only wish you could escape this scene. you hear a familiar moan and slurping noise.

"THAT CUNT!" you yell in your mind. "SUCH A SLUT, SUCKING OFF THESE GUYS IN FRONT OF ME!"

you know i am making my rounds. making sure my friends are adequately entertained. so focused on hearing me sucking and slurping you flinch when a stream of hot cum hits your face. you try to keep everything closed in fear of it seeping into your mouth.

"AHHHHH," the man groans as he rubs his pulsing cock head in the cum on your cheek. "YEAAAHHHHHHH."

you feel hands push up your skirt and pull your panties down. you start to fear of rape. are these men going to fuck you? what are they going to do to you?

the familiar hand shoves in two fingers into your ass. you clench in pain. this asshole is not using lube. you feel him pull out and then he spits on to your ass, forcing his two fingers back into your ass. another hand plays with your fake cunt and rubs your pushed aside cock. your cock starts to harden. another hand pulls open your blouse sending the buttons flying in all directions. more hands start to roam your exposed body. hands groping your fake breasts, hands shoved underneath your bra pinching and tugging your nipples.

you notice now the women have stopped talking. you feel some soft touches here and there on your body. you hear more slurping and moaning with some male groans.

i come near you and shove your mouth open forcing in my four fingers in your mouth. my lips near your ear, "how do you feel baby? now do you feel like a cum slut?" i whisper in your ear so quietly. "i am rubbing my cunt baby, you are making me wet with this cum drying on your face. mmmmm."

you start to hear more groans and then feel streams of hot cum on your cunt, on your stomach and more on your face with my hand forcing your mouth open. a dribble of cum slithers into your mouth. you want to gag and spit it out. however, knowing your place right now, you swallow.

"mmmmm, that's right baby," i hiss. "make me happy. be my cum slut baby."

you are unsure just how many men are there cumming on you and you are not knowing if they are going for seconds cumming on your body. it seems more are shooting their loads on to your face since you mouth has been forced open. you dare not bite down on my invasive fingers. random bits of cum make their way in your mouth like a game of basketball. one man shoots quite a bit of his load in your mouth as it slimes its way down my fingers into your throat. you want to gag. i have gone too far this time.

the two fingers in your ass increases to three. you know this guy is jacking off as he finger fucks your ass. you start to feel your skin tightening as some of the cum is starting to dry. your finger fucking male takes his fingers out and wipes them in a pool of cum on one of your legs. he forces i four fingers and your groan in pain and furry. he is grunting now obviously excited about finger fucking my cum slut in the ass. he pulls his fingers out and you hear him grunting towards your face. my hand forces your head towards him and he unloads his cum right into your mouth. i push your head upward and you force the load down.

you hear panting and no more slurping or sounds of anxious hands rubbing cocks. it is quiet. you are wondering if everyone left. my fingers are still in your mouth. your mouth growing so tired from lock jaw.

"mmmmmm don't you look used baby," i say with a grin. i pull my fingers out of your mouth and you clamp your mouth shut. "mmmmmm you look so fucking good my cum slut."

you feel my hand start to play in the various pools and streams of cum. i wipe it all on your mouth.

"come on baby," i coo. "lick your lips for me baby."

you shake your head. you have had enough for a lifetime. you are determined to end this "relationship" we have.

"baby, you are a slut...tonight my cum slut," i coo softly. "make me happy baby, lick your lips," my voice transforms into a snarl.

thinking this will all end if you do this last thing you force you mouth to part. your tongue hesitatingly creeps out and licks starting at the corner across the bottom and up across the top. you feel this disgusting mixture glob fall on to your tongue and shove down your throat. you choke it down. you almost gag and vomit.

"mmmmmm that is my pretty little cum slut," i say with joy. "i have a reward for you."

--to be continued--

my dead toy

2006-08-28T10:33:00.000-07:00

You laying on a black, rubber sheet, spread like a submissive slut. Bound with hard, cold metal cuffs that your body is quickly warming up. Your cock is already fucking hard like the slut you are. I can see a small amount of leakage at the tip. So fucking hungry. I pull down my drenched panties and stuff them into your hungry mouth. You don't fight me my slut, because you want to taste me.

I put on a cock ring. you wonder....why? We both know your cock is always hard like a whore wanting to impale any fucking wet, hot hole...even a dry hole at times. Oh you will see baby.

I straddle you right above your stiff cock. Letting it rest against my round ass. You twitch feeling my skin (you slut) and you twitch even more when you feel my creamy wetness hit your skin. I slowly slide upward towards your face, you see this evil fucking grin come into your view. I stick a heart monitor pad on your chest. You did not even notice the machine to your left until you hear you heartbeat. It starts to race a little.

"Shhhhh baby, it will be okay," I soothe to you.

I slide up more to your ear keeping my view on your eyes. I pull out a syringe, tear the packet of an alcohol prep and rub your bound arm. I see your eyes widen, you start to muffle in defiance and shake your head. Your mind racing wondering is she going to fucking kill me, is she going to sedate me? The needle penetrates your hot skin and the liquid is emptied into your system.

"Oh baby," I whisper so delicately in your ear. "I would not make you sleep, I know how much of a slut you are. You want to see and feel. I promise baby you will feel, you may not see it all."

I laugh a little when your heart rate subsides just a little.

"Oh this is going to be so much fun," I say with such a grin.

You feel the muscles in your body start to lose your control. You can not writhe with objection. It starts from your feet and works its way up. Your heart rate increases...are you dying?

"Mmmmmm baby, you make me so wet."

With that it reaches above your waist, crawling up to your chest. You are paralyzing and you start to realize. Your head starts to shake from side to side as you try to scream "NO!" with your stuffed mouth.

I start laughing as your head slowly stops telling me no. I grin and watch your heart rate drop a little. As you accept this fate I have bestowed upon you. I flick at your rigid cock and I squeeze your balls more then I should. Your heart rate shoots up and I know in your mind you are screaming, screaming at me with all your might, "YOU FUCKING CUNT, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! I AM GOING TO RIP YOU OPEN, MAKE YOU BLEED! FUCKING BITCH!"

"Shhhhhh, now baby. Don't you trust me, you know I will take care of you making sure you can feeeeeel," as I dig my nails into the shaft of your cock.

I cannot rid this grin on my face as I climb on top of your cock. You can see my face now bouncing in and out of view. I can see the plea in your eyes as they dart when I bounce upward into view. You feel nails drag downwards starting at your chest. You burn with pain, you know I have gone much too deep.

"Goddamn baby you feel so fuckinggg g-goooodddd," I moan. "Myyyy d-dead t-toyyyy. Eyyyy ammm g-gonnnaa cummmm onn y-yourrr life life-lessss f-fleshhhh."

I come so hard on you I fall off. Your cock still rigid. This couldn't be it. You know this is not over with. Your heart rate increasing as your mind races. The only thing you can control, yet you know I am making your mind race in wonderment. You are so fucking enraged at me. You want to beat me to bruise and blood. You should have known better to allow this. To trust another slut.

"Mmmmmmm baby," I pant, trying to regulate myself. "You are so fucking amazing. You are a slut for me right?"

Your heart rate starts to increase.

"Baby, you will do anything for me right," I coo in your ear. I start to unlock the handcuffs and restraints. "Yessss, you won't be needing these anymore. Mmmmmm my slut, I want you to take a real cock for me." I whisper in your ear gently and lovingly licking your lobe. "I want to see your cunt get fucked baby. I want you to take a cock so I can see your cunt leak with cum like mine baby. Please baby?"

Your mind screams even more "NOOOOOOO! YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU ARE DEAD!"

"Now baby, shhhhhh," watching your eyes dart in every direction. "We both know you are not gay baby. You are not going to let this be a conflict on your manhood are you? Just this once for me baby. Let me come to you being cummed in. I would do it for you" I say with an evil grin.

"OF COURSE YOU WOULD YOU FUCKING SLUT!" your mind screams. "YOU WOULD TAKE TWO IN EVERY HOLE AT ONCE YOU CHEAP WHORE!"

Your heart is racing and my grin gets bigger.

"Good, I am glad you agree," I slither. "Oh you can not be disagreeing too much baby, I see that precum pooling at the top of your beautiful cock head."

You feel me lick the top of your cock. You cannot tell if you are going to cum or not. You cannot even twitch.

I get up from the rubber coated bed. You hear whispers.

"That fucker has been in the room the whole time," you are wondering. "FUCK!"

You start to hear some light moaning, slurping and a slap. You feel aroused again, yet hesitant.

The bed shifts, you know it is not my weight. You feel a cock press against your ass. It is lubed and hot. There is nothing you can do.

"It's okay baby, I am here," I whisper in your ear.

You are startled and did not realize I was right next to you. My heat is against your skin. Fingers probing at your wounds. Licking the drying blood.

Suddenly your mind screams with furry as the cock pushes in without any remorse. The pain is excruciating. His cock is fucking your cunt. You want to kill me. You can't see this man fucking you. It is a good thing.

"MMmmmm baby," I murmur. It is obvious I am extremely turned on by your cunt getting fucked for me. "He is fucking your cunt hard. Can you feel it?"

"NO SHIT CUNT!" you scream in your mind.

"Mmmmmmmm yesssss," I moan. Rubbing my cunt beside you as you get railed in your cunt for me. "Cum in my slut's cunt now!"

You hear a grunt and a moan. Hot cum exploding in your cunt for me. You are enraged. He pulls out after his last spasm inside of you. He pulls out quickly and you hear a door open and shut.

"Mmmmmmm babyyyyy," I coo. "Your fuckinnnggg cunttt is l-leaking c-cum. UNNNNGGGHHHHHH!"

My fingers play with the cum and push back inside of your ass. I start to fuck your used ass with two fingers. Slipping so easily in and out.

"Mmmmm what a stretched out cunt. You are such a fucking slut baby."

I reach into your ass and massage your prostate. This is not how you wanted to cum. I probe it, fucking your cunt. Your cock twitches and slowly leaks its cum.

"Mmmmmmmm, you like that baby? Getting your cunt fucked till you cum for me?"

I lick your cum drenched cunt, up to your sweaty balls, up your cum drenched cock, taking your cock in my mouth, down your shaft all the way in my mouth hitting my throat and back up with a release. I can taste both of the cum loads in my mouth. I swallow.

"Thank you baby."