Put an ice cube in your ass while you play with your cock
Send me a photo of the ice cube in your ass
You are not allowed to cum
4:00pm
Write the words "I don't deserve to be fucked" across your ass
Tie a piece of dental floss around your cock
Tight
Tie a rope or piece of cloth around your neck
And attach that to a door handle
Get on your knees
Stay there for 30 minutes
Make yourself cry if you don't on your own
Send me a photo of your sad little tears
6:00pm
I don't want you to cum too quick tonight
So we need to relieve you just a little
But only a little
Write the words "take ownership" on the inside of your right thigh
And the words "I exist for you" inside your left
Watch a homosexual porno
Two men fucking each other in the ass hard
Send me the link
Watch it until it turns you on
Make yourself cum just a little on a piece of dry bread
Send me a photo of you eating it
Now you can take a little break
Clean up
But leave a trace of the writing
Get your supplies together
You may want to bring wine
But I will get you a bottle too
You'll need something to dull the pain
You have a 4 minute window to be tardy on the photos
Each time you're late beyond that is an extra time I'll fuck your ass
I am wet and shaking
So excited
To finally make you my whore
Be here at 9:00 exactly
Be scared
Be ready
--Jacqueline
At 12:00 she receives the first picture. She is somewhat surprised. She wasn't sure he would do all that she asked, but he has. And perfectly. Beneath the photo he has included a note – "Teach me". She plays with herself again as she looks at it. Begins to fantasize about their night.
Every two hours the photos arrive as she has asked. Sometimes he has done exactly as she wanted, but he sometimes makes small mistakes she reprimands and belittles him for. She is cruel, dismissive, crude. He is apologetic, obliging, vulnerable. All usual dynamics of their relationship has shifted. Roles have been traded. Power swapped.
Jacqueline sits in her living room as the clock moves to 9:00. A knock is heard at her door and she rises to answer. A black lace teddy cuts low as it cradles her small breasts. Straps extend down from it to connect with thigh high black fishnets. A pair of high black heels completes the ensemble. Her panties have been purposefully forgotten revealing a small tight ass. A bald pussy.
She opens the door and motions his in. His eyes drink her in, linger between her legs. "Can I....", he begins to say. "Shut up," she tells him, "Take off your clothes and do what I tell you." When he is naked she makes him kneel down on all fours. "You're no better than a little bitch so I'm going to treat you like one." She places a dog collar and leash around his neck. When he starts to beg to lick her pussy she slaps him hard across the face. His momentary flash of surprise is replaced by a kind of resolve. He is going to take whatever she gives him.
She takes a sip of wine from a glass and kneels down in front of him. Draws his mouth up to meet hers. She spits it into his mouth and then starts to run her tongue over his. She kisses him deep and then pushes him away. Her hands press his head down between her legs. "Eat my pussy baby." He eats her hungrily, hastily. Her wetness covers his mouth and she brings her own down over it again. Tastes her own excitement. Her own sweet scent.
She tortures him for hours. Forces him to crawl to the kitchen and drink wine from a dog dish. Writes derogatory statements all upon his chest and back, the word "whore" across his forehead. She forces him into a pair of her panties, paints his lips red and makes him shave every last hair off her pussy while she mocks him. She puts the nipple clamps on him and licks his ass before fingering him. If he complains he is hit. Slapped. Spanked. The belt let loose across his tender flesh. When his cock goes soft she mocks him. Decries his lack of manhood. His inability to bring her pleasure. She kneels on the kitchen floor and he must eat her ass. Lick her and tell her how good she tastes. Bang her pussy until she comes and lick up her juices.
She leads him into the bedroom and makes him kneel by the bed and beg to be allowed up. Beg to eat her out again. She ties him up. Teases his cock. Bites his nipples. He is red. He is raw. He is ready.
She opens up the strap on and he must put it on her. It slings low on her hips like a tool belt; the smaller of two black dildos in place. He reaches down and places a small silver bullet into a front slot. He turns it on and vibrations between to rub against her clit. He watches as she takes the lube. Pours some onto her hand. Glides it over the top and down like she does to his cock. She looks straight into his eyes: "Are you ready my little whore?", she asks. "C'mon and take it like the bitch that you are."
She turns him face down on the bed, ties his hands above his head and spreads his ass open. She takes her tongue and places it on his asshole. Moves it up and down. It and out.She feels him wince as she places the tip of the dildo on it. She laughs as his fingers tighten around the sheet and she begins to force her way in. She isn't gentle. Even when he bites down. Even when she pushes his head down into the mattress to lessen the sound of his cries. The small dildo gets swapped for the big one and now she spares him nothing. Deeper and deeper she dives into him. Her hands claw his back. Slap him. He begs her to stop but she rides him until she is covered in sweat. Rides him until she has had her fill and he can do nothing to stop her.
Tonight, he is her bitch.
Tonight, there is no choice but to follow the instructions.
The End.
The Good-Fuck-Fairy
Friday Night:
Danny sits alone in his bedroom, listening to the commotion in the next room over:
"Oh Fuck! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!! oh GOD!!!"
SQUEAK...SQUEAK...SQUEAK...SQUEAK...
"Oh my GOOOOOOOOD! OH, FUCK ME!!"
It was Jackie this time. He was sure of it. The walls of Danny's mom's house were far too thin. Ever since his older brother Steve had lost his job and moved home, the problem had been growing worse! It seemed like every night his mom was away at her boyfriend's house, Steve had some random girl over for an all night fuck-a-thon. These girls were all escort 'girlfriends' from 'Club J.' Steve was apparently spending the last of his savings on 'entertainment.'
"Oh, STEVE! Such a BIG BOY... oh.. OHHH.. YES!.. YES! YES! Like that!
CREAK-THUMP... CREAK-THUMP...CREAK-CREAK-CREAK-CREAK!
That's it... Oh SHIT, YEAH!! ....yeaH!! OH!
Danny had just graduated from high school with honors, and was trying to pull everything together to start community college in the fall. The evenings when he wasn't working were his only chance to study for his various entrance examinations. He was sorry he'd put things off til' the last minute. He needed to study and to read.
Right now, Danny was having difficulty doing either. He was 18 and as horny as any boy his age!
His books lay open on his desk. He lay on his bed, his hand down his briefs. His eyes scanned the blankness of his ceiling. His imagination reeled with what must be playing out in the next room:
On the other side of the thin wall, Jackie Ling straddled Steve. She knew he was an easy 50 bucks. Steve was a sucker like that! Jackie was 24, and ridiculously well-endowed. She had given up nursing for escorting on the weekends. The pay was much better and she was just plain HORNY!
Steve lay on his bare mattress... his hands found their way up her slick olive colored skin, holding her under her smooth arms. She had ENORMOUS tits! Steve still just couldn't get enough! Here was this cute asian girl he'd known since high-school, perfect round tits, each the size of her head! When Jackie rode hi
m like this, they bounced and jostled in a way that made him nearly loose his mind! Their peaked pink nipples pointed this way and that as her luscious melons hefted on her chest!
Jackie raised her arms over her head and her buxom body cast shadows on the walls of his cluttered room. The silhouette of her swerving figure arched its back and bounced harder and HARDER... her bouncing shadow dominated the many childish things in his shelves and walls: his high-school medals, his football pictures, his picture as prom-king!
Her shadow swerved and tossed across Steve's favorite high-school era poster: roller-babes in bikinis! Suddenly the bouncing shadow lifted and revealed the shadow of an unusually large dick... the dick blew its load!
"OH, GOD! OH... OHHH!!!!!" Bellowed a lower voice...
Danny tried to cover his ears. Steve was cumming. Again.
A fat wad of cum landed squarely in the middle of the poster...the rest landed on Jackie.
"Shhhhh... Shhhh... such a GOOD BOY!" consoled Jackie's soothing voice.
"Oh.. fuck me!" whispered Danny under his breath. He felt his dick harden past the point of no-return... he'd been stroking it inside his 'tighty-whities' hoping for it all to be over.
"Oh!" he let out, and caught himself in the middle of his own pitiful orgasmic whimper.
Danny was always disappointed with his own dick. With his abilities in bed. Why were his own orgasms always such a let-down?
He'd had a girlfriend for the first part of senior year, and they'd played around. But nothing ever happened with him the way it seemed to happen with Steve. Danny secretly knew he wouldn't last two seconds with the kinds of girls Steve routinely brought home.
He had an early day at work in the morning, so he decided to call it a night. Danny closed his eyes, and pulled his a pillow over his head.
_____
At 2:30AM, Danny got out of bed and wandered down the hallway to the bathroom. He still couldn't sleep. He was horny again, and even more disappointed with himself for masturbating AGAIN! He was surprised when he reached the bathroom:
The door opened for him.
He found himself face-to-face with Jackie. She had beautiful sympathetic eyes, and dark straight hair. It hung below her bare shoulders. She made a final adjustment to her tight corset, her gracious bosoms nearly popping out in his face.
"You must be Danny! I'm Jackie!" She said in a slightly hushed but friendly tone. She extended her hand, which Danny took immediately. She shook it, and then glanced back down the hall toward Steve's room.
"Are you going?" Was the only question he could think to ask.
"I... um..." Jackie looked him in the eyes "Yeah. I've got another... appointment."
Danny stood, transfixed in her presence. She was so fully sexual, so confidant, so FITTED in tight leather and strapped black lace!
"Oh... Listen..um.." Danny stammered to speak. "If you're not busy.. that is.. some time.. some evening... I.. that is maybe we..."
What was he doing? Was he actually asking her to sleep with HIM?!
He was. Damn it! He was!
"Oh..." Jackie blinked, lowered her eyes for a minute, realizing Danny had been staring at her chest.
"Listen, Danny, you seem like a really nice guy. You... that is... your brother PAYS me to stay with him. You... you need to find yourself a nice girl. I'm not for you. Steve's just a paying customer. YOU can do better. Understand?"
Danny stepped back, a little shocked at his own proposal, but slightly relieved.
"Oh. Well, I guess..."
Still, he couldn't help admiring her form...he felt himself stiffening by in his boxers.. it was beginning to show. He turned his eyes away from her, becoming self-conscious.
"Listen, Danny." Jackie looked back down the hallway and seemed to be considering something. She applied a new coat of red lipstick and turned her eyes back to him. "Danny, I want you to take this."
She reached into her black vinyl purse and retrieved a small card. It looked like a business card, but it had only a number on one side, and nothing else.
"If you want, this is someone special... magical... Text this number if you ever.. that is.. WHEN you feel the need to... well.. you'll see." Her level eyes told him she was serious, and that she didn't give this number out lightly. The card had slightly warn corners, as if it had been kept in her possession for some time.
"Good night. Be good!"
Jackie kissed him on the cheek, patted his shoulder, and slipped out of the darkened house.
Danny still stood in the hallway looking at the number when Jackie's car started in the street and drove away in a storm of thumping techno.
He was too flustered to call anyone at this hour. He had no idea what he would say, anyway! He felt so lame. All he knew was he had a 'raging boner' that needed taking care of.
Five minutes later, Danny collapsed into frustrated sleep. His raging boner had proved to be the day's final disappointment. It had taken him all of thirty seconds to cum, and resulted in only two meager drops. He was no Steve. He was ashamed!
_____
Saturday Night:
Danny wished the library had been open for another two hours. Make that ALL NIGHT! He wished that his mom would come home.
squeak..... squeak.... squeak..squeak..squeak..SQUEAK..SQUEAK..
"Oh.. Oh! OH! OHH! OHHH FUCK ME STEVIE! Oh, YeaH! YeaHH! "
Danny wished he had a huge dick like Steve. He wished he had SLUTS he could pay to FUCK! DAMN IT!
"Oh, TINA!! God.."
SQUEAK-CREAK SQUEAK-CREAK SQUEAK-CREAK...
"You KNOW IT.. OH STEVIE!! You FUCKER! FUCKER!!! OHHH!"
Tina had been a classical dancer in college. At 28, she realized there were only a few ways to translate dance into an income. She chose the 'low road' which, this particular evening, lead to Steve's bedroom. Her dark black skin shimmered with perspiration, smooth dark chocolate flesh...
Steve held his hands on her impossibly narrow waist, gazing up the length of her arched back. He saw her dreadlocks, her shoulder blades, down to her perfect round ass... he loved to fuck Tina like an animal! He was filled with sheer pride that he had his dick deep up inside such a sleek sexual creature.. he pounded harder and harder and HARDER, his bed frame creaking against the wall... she arched her back and ground backward on him with every thrust...
Tina was a pro. On a good night, she could make seven men cum this way. She could fuck for hours if necessary, all the while privately considering changes to her Facebook page!
Danny had tried changing rooms, but every room in the house provided a spectacular aural perspective of Steve and Tina's fucking. Hell, the neighbors could probably hear it across the street!
He was about to simply give in and jerk-off alone in his bed (like always) when he thought of the card... the mysterious card!
He pulled it from his wallet, and examined it again.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!
The lamp nearly shook off Danny's desk. Tina started howling on the other side of sheet-rock:
"OoooUUUUU!!!!! Ouuu-Ouuuuuh!!"
She always howled when she was getting fucked against the wall.
Concentrating, Danny thumbed the number into his phone. He typed a pensive message, and pressed send:
____________
D.HINKBERGER:
HELLO? I WOULD LIKE TO MEET YOU.
____________
The response came faster than he had expected! The buzzing made him drop the phone. When he picked it up, it read:
____________
GFF:
WELL HELLO! I'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU! SEE YOU SOON, DANIEL.
____________
He tried to respond, but his phone was frozen up... it did nothing when he pressed its buttons.
"What the hell?"
A moment later, he began to suspect something very odd had just happened. He couldn't put his finger on it, but it was as if the world had gone still.
Wait! The world HAD gone still! The air was perfectly silent... not a bump
or a creak or a moan from the next room.. not the buzz of a fly indoors, or the wail of a police siren from the outside world... what was going on?
Indeed, for everyone and everything except Danny, the time had utterly stopped! His wall clock's hands were frozen. The grandfather clock in the living room was still. (In the next room, Tina was frozen, breasts pressed against the wall, Steve's dick frozen halfway up her ass!)
A soft blue light suddenly flashed in Danny's window. Lightning? He looked up and saw it flash again -this time brighter. Suddenly, the window began to rattle in its frame!
What the hell?
BLAM!! The window burst open in an explosion of blue light and wind!
Danny dove off his chair and scrambled under his bed. He found it difficult, however, to climb entirely under- The space was so packed with his growing collection of dirty magazines that there really was NO PLACE TO HIDE! Some of these glossy items squeezed out of their stacks and slipped out from both sides of the bed!
The rush of wind mixed with the airy sound of chimes and the tinkling of little bells... From his hiding place, Danny witnessed the blue glow grow to a blinding white, and then fade down to nearly nothing.
A pair of snow-white feet in tall glass stilettos stood on his carpet. Their luminous nails shimmered like blue fire. A female voice spoke, clear as morning dew-drops, yet darkly sensual.
"Ahem. Daniel. Daniel?"
Danny tried hard not to move -not to breathe! He tried to draw his legs up to his chest... a fat issue of SWANK magazine rolled out onto his carpet, open to the a page of fucking cheerleaders...
"Oh shit! Oh shit.. wake up, Danny!" he gasped to himself...
A graceful hand with luminous white fingers glided down to the magazine. The silky fingers lifted it up, and her other hand flipped the pages. The plush little red lips on the girl's spotless face smiled cleverly. The girl's wide set green-within-green eyes looked down at the bed. One narrow silver eyebrow lifted playfully. One hand rolled the magazine into a neat little scroll, while the other pulled a glass wand from her transparent silvery corset...
"Lectivious Navi!"
The bed was instantly lighter than air, and lifted clear to the ceiling. Danny scrambled face-down in his own nest of pornography! He rolled onto his back and struggled back to the wall, kicking with stocking feet! Back against the wall, he looked up to glimpse his assailant.. he held his had up for a moment to block the blue light that seemed to surround the figure... the figure of a woman... a very VERY LOVELY woman!
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