I sent him my list, and he sent me back a wish list to fill out.
WISH LIST
You will need that cunt stuffed for this task as well, so I suggest you fill your hole with your large anal plug, and squeeze and release it while you respond.
This will be your wish list. I want five things in each category you ache for.
1.) I need my cunt…
2.) I need my clit…
3.) I need my nipples…
4.) Tie me up and…
5.) I need my ass hole…
6.) Please, please show me the pain of…
7.) I want to serve cock by…
8.) I need to be fucked…
9.) I’m a cocksucker because…
10.) I need to be trained as a…
11.) Force me to…
12.) I crave cum on or in…
13.) I can be a good girl because…
14.) I ache to be…
15.) Please, sir I want more…
Be a good li’l girl.
MC
I gulped. Filling that out would keep me busy.
CHAPTER TWELVE
I grew accustomed to my new summer schedule, which included freedom from my alarm clock, longer walks with Felix, and trips to the library and the farmer’s market. My television remained tuned to the weather channel because I was a sucker for any program related to natural disasters, and I grew accustomed to my D/s relationship with MC. What had begun with email tasks progressed to online chats, and we were planning to do a live session over the phone soon.
Shelby invited me to go out on her boat Thursday afternoon, but I connected online with MC that morning and we started chatting. Just seeing his name with the symbol next to it that indicated that he was online gave me butterflies in my stomach. I went to the chat box and typed, “Do you have time to chat?”
MC: Yes. You will have a cock firmly implanted, buried deep inside you as you type.
Sophie: Yes, sir.
MC: I want a graphic and detailed account of your ideal cock-sucking scene. Location, position, cock size, how you use your mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, how hungry you are to taste cum, circumstances and duration—all of it.
Oh crap. I could feel my face heat up. That was a big job for doing over a chat, but he always pushed me to my limits. That was part of what kept things exciting. So I typed…
Sophie: I wasn’t a huge fan of cock-sucking before, but the deeper I delve into the world of BDSM, the more interested I am. The image of a submissive on her knees pleasuring her Dom is one of the hottest I can imagine.
MC: Why? What draws you to it?
Sophie: I guess because it’s a perfect symbol of the power exchange.
MC: Good. Now fuck that heated cunt harder and harder with one hand while you type with the other. There will be no corrections anywhere to typos. Just do it.
Sophie: Yes, sir.
Sophie: My ideal cock-sucking scene would go like this:
The man I love, the one I long to serve meets me at a hotel. The minute he closes the door to our room, I undress down to my bra and panties. I step toward him, and he tells me to get down on my knees. I kneel in front of him and begin to unbuckle his belt. As I unbutton his pants the head of his hard cock pokes out the top of his underwear. I reach for it and tug his underwear down. His cock pops out, long and hard. I take it in my mouth, stroking it with one hand as I fondle his balls with my other hand.
MC: Good. Keep going. Keep fucking that cunt.
Sophie: I lick the underside, working the shaft with my tongue. I moan with pleasure and make enthusiastic noises as I work it with my mouth. He imbeds his fingers in my hair, holds my head tight, and tells me I’m a good girl. The musky smell of him arouses me even more, and I take him all the way into my mouth. I love the feeling as his cock hits the back of my throat, and I grab his magnificent ass, pulling him into my face, forcing his cock as far back as I can take it. Needing to breathe I pull back, gasping for air. As I go back to it, I taste the delicate drops of his pre-cum.
I slip the head back in my mouth and jerk the base of him with one hand while playing with his balls with my other. My tongue runs around the tip in a circle, then I work the tender frenulum underneath. He tugs at my hair and calls my name, which tells me I’m doing a good job. I keep this up for about ten minutes, then I take him deep again. Whenever I gag my body involuntarily convulses and the sensation causes my nipples to harden. The way he uses my mouth turns me on and I feel my pussy starting to drip.
MC: Good girl. You’re entertaining me well with your story. Continue.
Sophie: He tells me to lie on the bed and positions me so my head hangs back off the side. He removes my bra and panties and fondles my breasts, then tells me to open my mouth, which I do. Standing next to the bed, he forces his cock down my now-open throat and pushes his hips toward my face. As he does this, he starts playing with my cunt with his fingers. I try to wriggle away because he is distracting me. I need to concentrate to keep from choking, but he isn’t having it. He holds my body down and plays with my clit with his fingers and then his tongue. He calls me names, tells me I’m his little fucking whore. I struggle, choking and feeling overwhelmed by his attention to my clit at the same time. I push him back with my hands and frantically catch a breath, but I pull him right back into me with my hands grabbing his ass. He face-fucks me for a while, pulling out and giving me breaks for air each time I wave my arms about frantically and push him. I gag a couple of times, but mostly it’s okay, being that his cock is far down my throat, past the gag reflex. By this time I am drooling like crazy, spit everywhere, and he is in heaven.
He pulls out and tells me to lie on the bed, to put my head on the bed. I am exhausted by now and my mouth is sore, but I still want to pleasure him and taste his cum. I am dying to have him come in my mouth, so I beg him to please let me suck his cock some more. He agrees and I go back to doing what I was doing before, with him lying down on his back on the bed and me taking him in and out of my mouth. When I dip my head down, I swallow him as deep as possible and try not to gag. Then, as I pull my mouth back I use suction and lick the whole underside of his cock from base to tip. I listen to the noises he makes and his breathing to tell me what is working best for him and if he seems to like it I do more of the same.
Finally, I feel him about to cum and I use more pressure, sucking and licking harder and faster. I moan with pleasure, unable to believe how close I am to climaxing myself. If he were to pinch my nipples, I might come right along with him. As if he knows my thoughts, he reaches down and tugs on one of my nipples. Suddenly I want to cry tears of joy and I feel an orgasm grip me and my body trembles with a wave of ecstasy. But while I’m enjoying this wonderful wave, his hot cum fills my mouth, and I am forced to focus on swallowing his offering like a good love slave.
He withdraws his cock to leave a bit of cum on my face and tits. I stick my tongue out greedily to catch any extra drops. Then I pull his cock back into my mouth and suck and suck, determined to get every last drop of cum possible. I lick gently until he is limp again. Then I look up at him and smile, with drops of cum on my cheeks. He smiles back and feeds me the rest of his cum, scooping it up with a finger and letting me greedily lick and suck it off his fingers. “Lap it up like a good sex kitten,” he tells me.