Gracie\'s Playground

my obedient slut
Saturday September 16th 2006, 9:36 am
Filed under: Deviant Dreams

“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.


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And he is such a wonderful cum slut.

mmmmm i do enjoy writing that, knowing he would do it for me…over and over as long as i wished.

Comment by pandora 11.28.06 @ 8:46 pm


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