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Subject: Title story: "Vanilla" Author: Anonymous 62642119
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Date: Wed, 21 Dec 2005 04:59:23 +0000
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Vanilla
We lay entwined and exhausted. I said "Mmmmmm. That was nice. I'm glad we
sampled the vanilla."
You replied "It wasn't precisely vanilla, sir. After all, I'm still wearing your
training collar. I don't really think being ordered to make love vanilla style
is quite the same as making love vanilla style."
"Close enough. Sorry about the trouble finding me- I thought the consuite was an
obvious place to look."
"That's o.k., lover. Good night."
"G'nighmumble" I drifted off, feeling the comforting sensation off you your
fingers holding me gently around the genitals. As time wore on, I occasionally
drifted up into a half dreaming-half awake state, when your holding occasionally
changed into fondling. With time I got used to it.
I dreamed I was standing in front of a classroom, answering questions about the
homework, and my pants were too tight. I was too embarrassed to put my hands in
my pants right there, but it was getting really uncomfortable and distracting
me, and a girl in the front row was staring at my crotch like something really
peculiar was happening there. Finally, drifting into the almost awake state in
which I can sometimes control my dreams, I decided to go stand facing the
blackboard in the corner of the classroom, like I was peering at a diagram I had
drawn, and just stick my right hand in my pants real quick and rearrange things.
My fingers encountered someone else's, and something else, and I was in bed,
touching your hand and the padlock in it, that went around my balls. And I was
coming awake real fast. My dick got even harder than it already had in my sleep,
and my stomach clenched and fluttered with fear. "Oh shit" I thought.
"I wondered when you were going to wake up." You were lying alonside me,
speaking softly into my ear. I could see your face above mine by the light of
the city coming in the hotel room window.
"It's been about five minutes."
The expression in your face and voice was a mixture of love, desire, and cat-who-just-ate-the-
canary satisfaction. You wriggled the lock a bit, massaging my balls with it,
and my cock twitched up and banged into the sheet above it.
I had been carefully lying motionless thinking about the situation, and
gathering my strenghth. I suddenly grabbed for the chain around your neck.
My fingertips slid along your skin, encountering nothing. "Ohhhhhh shiiiiit" I
thought. But I figured I'd try to bluff it out.
"Did I tell you you could take you collar off?" I snapped in my best masterly
voice. You stiffened and pulled into yourself for an instant, then mock-snarled
and yanked the lock. Not hard enough to really hurt, but it hurt a bit, and it
sure got the idea across. You pushed my shoulders to the mattress with your left
hand, put your face six inches above mine and stared sternly into my eyes, and
pulled upward on the body of the lock, pressing the top of the shackle into the
base of my dick and pulling not quite gently on my balls.
"Lay perfectly still, or you really won't like it. I was going to be gentle with
you, but it looks like I can't afford to be." Your voice was hard. I couldn't
hear the c-w-j-a-t-c grin in it anymore.
I didn't move. I couldn't move.
The tingling in my stomach had become became almost purely fear.
Lots of it. Someone with power over me was displeased with me, and I was in deep
shit. My cock started to wilt. Certainly every other part of me was paralyzed by
your hand and your voice.
"Let me make one thing perfectly clear." You chuckled at the quote. I
couldn't quite.
"I've"
tug
"got"
tug
"you"
tug
"by"
Tug
"the"
TUG That one produced a twinge of pain.
"BALLS!"
YANK
"Hey!"
"Sorry, did I hurt you?",
Hearing a normal tone of voice from you was very comforting.
"A bit. Any harder and it's going to cause a pain that lasts for hours."
"How close to the edge of that was I?"
"Right on it"
"Gooooood. Lets continue then."
Yank
"I looked for you, and you weren't there. I thought I was going to spend the
whole weekend looking for you again. Once was forgivable, twice isn't."
"That's completely unfair. If you want to know if I'm going to be at a con, you
should try calling me first."
"But this time you weren't where you said you'd be, and that gave me a panic.
Your fault or not, unfair or not, you're going to pay. Any objections?"
As your pull slowly increased, it became obvious there was only one smart
thing to say.
"no." Real quietly.
"No what?" tug
"No Mistress"
You switched to pulling directly down on the lock, and your middle finger
strayed up to the base of my cock. You started speaking, gently now, with the
grin back in your voice. "I seem to have been having the wrong effect on you. I
want you hard. Real hard."
"All weekend."
Gulp! But through the apprehension, your finger's playing on my cock was making
it hard again ...
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