Do you know the mood that I am in? Can you tell by my recent stories and ramblings? Probably. I bet it is painfully obvious.
But now, it's time for you to suffer. For you to be humiliated, to get me wet. You want to be my little plaything? Now is your chance, sissy boy.
Go ahead. Kneel right there in front of your monitor like a whore. You know you want to do it. As I type this, I am in my club clothes, about ready to go out and seduce some unknowing man and make him submit to me. I'm in my tight latex dress, no panties, thigh high stockings and black patent leather boots, zipped up all the way to my thighs.
I bet you would just love to use that pathetic tongue of yours on my boots, wouldn't you, pussy boy?
Go ahead. Kneel there in front of your monitor, with your pathetic dick bulging in your pants. You know that if you were MY slave meat I'd have that dick tied up so tight that you'd feel nothing but excruciating pain when you started to get hard. Now, enjoy your erection while you can. Enjoy the bulging in your shorts and the precum oozing out of the tip.
Enjoy your last days of freedom, slut boy. Because Akasha is about to have your balls in a sling.
My desire is to manipulate, control, humiliate and dominate you. And I know, as you read this, you want it too. You crave it. You fear it, but are drawn to it like a moth to a flame.
And you come back here again and again, looking for the words that speak to you. I have words that speak to you, slut.
YOU BETTER LEARN TO LICK ASS.
I am going to mold you, train you, and take care of all of those nasty little habits you have, slut. You will be controlled, and your days of whacking off over and over again are nearly over. Your dick is going to have my name on it, slave. This is my master plan.
See, as I was getting ready tonight, as I was lacing up my boots and noticing the nice shine they gave off, I realized what I really needed to do. And that is - make you into my slave. You. The one reading. The quiet reader, the one I never hear from.
The one too afraid to call. The one that sneaks a peek at the office when no one is looking. The one that takes out his penis and tugs at it when he reads my favorite stories, shooting his cum just about everywhere but right on the keyboard.
Oh, you know who you are. And I get a little thrill thinking of what I am going to do to you, to your penis, to your balls and to your ass. I get a thrill thinking of the humiliating things I am going to make you do for me.
Are you going to do them all, or are you going to chicken out like a pathetic little wimp? See, I worry that you will be a shit and just do the things that get you hard, then skip over those tasks that you find unthinkable. Like the cum freezing and forced drinking. Like the crotchless panties in the mall. Like the self fucking with the vibrating plug and the nipple torture session. Oh, and the high heel torture, complete with locking straps.
Oh, I have ideas. Ideas that cream my panties and make me think of nothing more than strapping you down and straddling your face and shoving those soiled panties right into your face and saying, "Lick it up, pussy boy. Lick the cream right out of my panties."
You know what brings you here. It is the fact that I am the real thing. And I am doing this because it gets my pussy wet, it makes my cunt ache. I desire to see you humiliate yourself for me, to dress in the softest, frilliest panties and snap polaroids and send them to me with red kisses on the envelop, from your lips, in that color I picked out.
Oh, so unthinkable!
You cannot imagine you will be one day picking out that shade of lipstick, walking carefully through the mall, hoping no one can see the outline of your panties under your shorts. You cannot imagine that you will kneeling, looking nervously at the head of a nine inch jelly dildo before wrapping your lips around it and slowly starting the process of learning to deep throat it all.
You cannot imagine that you will be coating my black stiletto heel with your own cum then slowly, ritualistically licking every drop off of it. First along the top, then the underside, where the dirt lies, then finally to suck and savor the heel itself.
I can imagine it. I can imagine it all.
This is my way to bring you out. My hidden, shy, secret whore that needs so bad to be used. You want to be dressed up, and forced to do those things that you know get me hot. You know the things - the strap on play, the forced feminization, the humiliation games and the pussy worship. The ass licking, and servicing my friends as the object of humiliation at my dinner party.
Do you want to be that person, slave?
Then you had better read carefully, because your training is about to begin. I will train you, slowly, meticulously, painfully through my web site over a period of several months, and I will monitor your progress. Only the truest whore will endure it all for me, lap it up like a nasty bitch and come crawling back for more.
You will find yourself hypnotized, kneeling regularly in front of your monitor, your pathetic dick pulsing in your pink panties, begging for attention. Only tugging on it when ordered, and cumming in my way, only, for me.
You may even find yourself in special panties and bra selected by me, or in a cock device that is designed to make sure you think every minute of every day that you are my whore, my whore completely.
Have you always wanted to belong to me? Have you read my stories and wanted to share in that passion, be the one that I own? Do you fantasize about following my orders?
You may just have that chance, sissy. But if you flake one time, if you fail to follow orders, if you shut down your PC in humiliation and refuse to take the next step, your conscience will betray you.
Only the truest may apply.
Do you think you have what it takes? Let me give you a little trial, then, my potential fuck toy.
So you'd best make sure you are alone. I am going to tell you in detail what I want you to do for me right now. You should see me, sitting here smiling, my hair pulled back in a tight pony tail, my make up perfect, my body shining in the skintight latex. My boots feel so tight around my calves. I feel extremely sexy, and powerful. Only if you were hear beneath the desk licking and lapping at my boots. I could command you to lick higher..and higher..until I felt traces of your tongue on my stockings, on my garters..until you could smell my pussy, so close, so close…
Stop.
Stop playing with your dick, and submit to me now. This is your first test, little boy. Are you ready? First, you are to strip totally naked in front of the computer. Ahh, this is when I wish I had a little hidden camera on the PC, so I could see you stripping down, see you shaking, see your rock hard erection begging for attention.
Next, I want you to find some shoelaces, yarn, string, or something to bind your balls with. That's right. You are going to slowly, carefully wrap your balls up really tight with the twine, so that they are separated tightly and trussed to the underside of your throbbing erection.
Oh, to watch you perform nervously for me. I can see you there, fumbling with the shoelaces, trying to get them just right…make sure they are tight, slut boy. See, if I were there, I'd have my girlfriend sit on your face while I trussed up your balls. I'd order you to tongue her asshole as I did it, and she'd rate you. And if you failed to perform just right, I'd pull the twine even tighter, until you felt your balls were about to be yanked right off.
But enough of that. That comes later. You can lick my girlfriend's ass once you have been fully trained.
Now that your balls are tied up, I want you to stroke your pathetic dick for me. Go ahead, wrap your palm around it and tug at it. If I were watching you, I'd be smirking, if not outright laughing at you. Pathetic little shit, you don't even get to have real sex right now - you have to do yourself!
Don't cum. Just stroke it. Stroke it slowly, slowly, imagining that I was stripping before you after getting in from the club. Peeling the latex off of my skin, it makes that marvelous popping sound, my body is glistening with sweat. So beautiful, my body, you cannot take your eyes off of it, you feel guilty for even looking.
"Keep stroking."
Watching me get ready for bed, pinning up my hair, going to the bathroom. Oh, you wish you could help, do anything! You just kneel there, stroking, pumping, gasping, breathing harder.
Stop. Stop, my pathetic pussy boy. You are not going to cum, if that is what you think. I am smiling as I type this, imagining you there kneeling so fucking helpless with your tied up balls and your raging hardon. No, you can't cum.
But I will tell you what you can do. You can scoop that precum up onto your fingers and lick it all off. That's right, get used to the taste, my cumdrinking pussy. Get used to it, because in a few weeks, you are going to be loving that taste.
Coat your lips with it and lick them off, moaning and stroking yourself. Lick your lips slowly, seductively and savor that nasty, slutty taste. Soon you will be cumming all over yourself at my command and loving every minute of it, so you' d better get used to it.
Now, are you totally horny and hot, and dying to cum?
Well, that's too bad! I am going to go out tonight and have a great time, find some man to seduce and torture, and probably cum several times. As for you, you are going to jerk off at least 5 more times tonight and NOT cum, proving to me how much self control you have. And every time you are going to lick the cum from your fingers.
Your next lesson? Cocksucking. So be ready.
SLAVE HOMEWORK
Masturbate five times without cumming. Kneel while jerking off.
Lick and drink all pre-cum from fingers and hand
Obtain a large, eight inch dildo (try http://www.stockroom.com to buy toys discretely online)
NEXT SLAVE LESSON
Look for your next assignment on January 20, 2000
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