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Subject: {ASSM} Cyberslave's Journal
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s)
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post without prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2000.
The rest of this series is posted at my site
:http://myclubs.excite.com/myclubs/browse?cid=.yvPz5KYe8ZG
A Cyber-slave's Journal, Pt. 1
To: mastrkink@hotmail.com
Subject: Re: Can can
Date: Tue, 6 Apr 1999 14:17:05 EDT
In a message dated 4/6/99 12:41:05 PM Eastern Daylight Time, G__________
writes:
Dear W_______, aka Master K,
I suppose I should get a hotmail account so I can use it as a back-up.
Perhaps I will...
But now for the can can report. :)
Yesterday when I was so hot and horny, and you left to go to your students, I
figured that I might as well try it, because I really couldn't concentrate
otherwise. So I went in search of string, clothespins, cans and plastic bag.
This time, I brought everything to the closet which was where the vibrator was
anyway. Now I am doing this all from memory (because the e-mail has since been
deleted), but it's a pretty vivid memory, so I imagine that I did do all of it.
You tell me.
I stripped, folded my clothes and then sat cross legged on the floor naked to
thread the string through the clips. I then put the left clip on my labia and
felt a nice pinch. It's isn't as intense as the nipples but it becomes far more
painful after a while (and the nipples only get that way if I take the clips
off and on, off and on). I then put the string through the handle of the bag
and clipped it onto the right side. That side hurt more for some reason and I
played with the positioning for a moment.
I stood up with this bag hanging down and felt very silly. Then I put the cans
in. Wham. I put in two 15 oz. cans of green beans (if you must know!) and as
soon as it hit, I felt the tug, the pain and I immediately went down to my
knees. My heart was racing, and I thought, no, I can do this, and I slowly
stood up again. It was a pretty intense pain and when I looked down I saw the
lips of my labia stretched out toward the floor and that scared me, as I didn't
know how it should look and it felt as if they could tear and I knelt again
with the bag resting on the floor.
The thought of the stretched labia still had my heart racing and I realized I
was wet as well. So I crouched there on the floor, leaning back slightly to
feel the tug of the bag (but with the floor supporting most of the weight of
the cans). I played a little down there and turned on the vibrator and began
feeling really, really good. At that point, I remembered the clips--one on the
tongue and one on the clit. I did the tongue first...lasted about 30 seconds
and removed it. That hurts! Try it sometime. So I wimped out on that one.
The clit one, I don't know if I actually did, as I was so turned on at that
point that I reached down and put the clip very carefully in the general
vicinity, but within seconds I was orgasming and it was really difficult to
know if I even got it there. So perhaps I'll try it again.
It hurt like hell to take the clips off the labia, and believe it or not, as
soon as the pain was gone, I went into what I called aftershocks...but this
time, it was almost like a second "cum" and then the shivers and not wanting to
be touched. I don't know if L____ gets that. For the first 30 seconds after
orgasm, any touch is too intense. That's why D______ stops, but often he does
it too soon. But that's another story.
Anyway, it was a lovely command performance. I've already found the golf balls
for tomorrow...hope I have the opportunity to do it. I've a 9 am meeting and a
luncheon, so we'll see.
Was supper good? I imagine by supper you mean lunch. Unless you're already
cooking dinner? Hmmm...we could use someone like you around here.
Take care...I'll be around this afternoon, but not always online.
Love,
F__________
Subject: Re: Golf balls
Date: Wed, 21 Apr 1999 09:52:49 EDT
In a message dated 4/20/99 4:24:19 PM Eastern Daylight Time, G_________
writes:
Master K,
Well, you sent me on my way, very horny and very slippery. So slippery that the
golf ball nearest the outside kept sliding out as I was walking. The sensation
was such that this very warm, slick thing kept moving out and over my clit.
Needless to say, I was practically dripping with every step.
I thought at least when I sat down in the car, I could sit on the balls so they
would stay in, but I have to say that when I moved my leg to brake, there the
darned thing went again, and the feeling was just so nice that I wriggled a bit
over it as I was driving, until I was nicely hot. I remembered however your
admonition about no hands, so I used mine really quickly to shove the ball back
in. I did so pretty hard and pushed the other one way up, so they stayed...and
I felt full and a slight pain when I shifted in the seat.
I actually ditched my bra in the car when I parked at Kinko's, because I had
walked out of the house so quickly I had forgotten to do it, and I didn't want
to walk back in and be questioned by V_____. With my top, it wasn't that
conspicuous going without a bra, although with every person I passed I wondered
whether they could tell. My breasts felt very, very naked...and I could feel
both the fabric and also the air on them.
At Kinko's, I was waited on by a girl and I had to really concentrate to say
the right things, because all I could think about was the golf balls inside.
On the drive home, I got hornier and hornier, and felt as if I were denying
myself any relief....so it was with a bit of a sigh that I got out of the car
and went upstairs. V_____ didn't end up taking the girls as they fell asleep,
but she was downstairs with the TV pretty loud so I went up to my closet,
scared now that the golf balls were inside for good because I had pushed them
so far. I got the first out easily, and it was a bit of a struggle to reach the
second and actually bring it far down enough to pull it out.
Both were literally covered.
Relieved now, I put them back in, without pushing them so far. Then, I kneeled.
I grabbed the vibrator and inserted it in my anus and turned it on.
The balls were on the other side but I could feel them (although not vibrating)
but more intensely for some reason. The vibration made me excited, but it was
such a tease. It was as if to say, ah no, you can't have it where you want it.
It's just a few inches from your clit and you'll never get it there. I wanted
so badly to put it across my clit, but instead reached for the outer golf ball
and drew it in and out, rubbing it across my clit. I came within a minute...and
it was a lovely, lovely feeling.
Right now, my insides are slightly sore from the golf balls, but just writing
about it I feel as if I could do another round. Especially with you there to
tie my hands, impale me on a vibrator and twist my nipples.
Ooooo....
I would certainly "reward" you with some very nice licks of my tongue...and
sweet, soft kisses....and offer myself up to you for anything you wanted.
Love,
F_________
MastrKink and "F"
April, 1999
MasterKink
"The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."
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