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Correspondence (Fdom/MF, oral, F-solo, M-solo, light s&m)
by Hamlet (an234790@anon.penet.fi)
(c) 1995

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Hi there! I know you're there, reading this, getting turned on. And that's
OK. All I want is to take what's rightfully mine: your cock. If you do what
I tell you to, and do it well, I promise I'll make you come real good, so
good you won't know what hit you. But I have to build you up before you can
feel that way. So I want you to stop reading this now, don't touch
yourself, and don't read any sexy stuff at all until midnight tomorrow,
'cause that's the witching hour, and you know what I am... If it's just
past midnight, too bad; you'll just have to wait 48 hours. If you don't
think you can wait that long, then just discard this whole message, and
forget about me.

Well, well, well. I didn't think you'd be able to wait that long. I guess
you're really horny, huh? Did my sexy command make your widdle thing hard?
Just remember one thing, though: your cock belongs to me. And I don't
remember giving you permission to get hard. Before this night is through,
you're going to pay for that little slip. But I'm not really interested in
hurting you...unless it pleases me. Besides, you deliberately disobeyed me.
I'll give you one more chance, though. If you're truly honorable, you'll
just throw this away, and put the incredibly arousing and exquisite little
missive I've written out of your mind. If not, then be forewarned: I expect
you to put yourself completely at my disposal. I can be extremely
demanding...

So here you are. You've decided to plead guilty, and place yourself
foolishly at my mercy. Well, you know what they say about curiosity, don't
you? And I just know you're going to be my little pussycat, aren't you? I
can feel it, you're so turned on that you'll do anything. That's a very
dangerous admission, you know. I'll try not to take excessive advantage of
it, but sometimes, like right now, I get so excited myself that I might do
anything, including making you fairly uncomfortable...

Before we get started, I want you to get the following things together:
four clothespins, a lighter or a box of matches, two candles, two
thumbtacks or pushpins, a steak or carving knife, and about ten feet of
rope.

Oh, and by the way, better be prepared to forego any other activities for
the rest of the day; we're going to be at this for a while. Just to start
things off, you are under strict orders not to come unless I explicitly
command you to.

Now don't look so downcast. I promise, when you come, it'll be the best
experience you've ever had. So that you know my intentions are honest (if
not exactly honorable), I'm going to let you play with your cock. In fact,
I order you to play with it, right now. And stick the middle finger of your
free hand in your mouth, and suck on it nice and slow, back and forth. Why
are you taking so long? Is somone watching? Too bad! You should have
thought about that before you let your impatience get the better of you. I
told you that I can be very demanding, and you've gone too far to hope for
leniency. So do as I say, or I'll never play with you again. Now keep doing
that for a minute.

Hands off! You're ready to come already, aren't you? But we're a long way
from that yet. First, I have to get off a few times. Now I know that we're
not together, but don't think you're off the hook. I want you to put your
hand back on your cock, but don't move it at all! One of the things I love
to do is to tie a naked boy to my bed, and stick his hard cock in my pussy,
and then just sit there, without moving. Then I play with myself, so I feel
good, but he doesn't. It drives my boys crazy! So what I want you to do, is
to rub your other hand on top of your "cocked" fist, and do that until I
come. How long does that take? Until you can't take the teasing anymore...

...and then another five minutes. Maddening, isn't it? But you're not going
to move, because I told you to take your punishment. I know you're horny,
but you're just going to have to wait...

Oooh, that felt so good. Was I too mean? If you thought that was mean,
you're in big trouble.

That orgasm took the edge off, so I think I'd like a bit of leisurely
soixante-neuf. Now before you get all excited, remember: your cock is mine.
So if I want to skimp on my part of the deal, it's my right. So lie down,
naked, and get ready to lick my pussy. Now put the clothespins on, one on
each nipple--those are my sharp fingernails-- and one on each side of your
ballsack--those are my nibbling teeth. If it hurts too much, I'm afraid
you'll have to just take it; you had your chance to back out
earlier--you're mine now, all mine. Now stick out your tongue and clamp it
there with your lips, so I can fuck it hard. Yes, that feels so good. If I
were there, I'd torture you by only licking the top half-inch of your cock,
so I'll let you touch your penis, just around the top.

Is it getting hard to continue? I get so turned on, thinking about your
tears flowing, as you accept your punishment from your Goddess. Oooh, your
balls are SO blue, and it makes me so wet to torture them. But I don't want
to wear you out too quickly, so if you beg well enough, I might try to come
quicker. So let me hear your best begging.

That's way below my standards, my little pussycat. I guess it's hard to beg
clearly when your tongue is stuck up my cunt. But that's just too bad for
you. Just another five minutes more, and then I'll stop pinching you and
biting you and teasing you mercilessly...

All right, I lied, another ten minutes!

I also like to make you dependent on me for air. Are you frightened? You
should be. But it's too late to beg for mercy now. So I'm going to bring my
pussy down on your face, and smother you. No breathing now! I'll wait until
you're just about to pass out, and then I'm going to give you ONE breath.

And then I'm going to do it to you again. Then, ONE breath...

...and now, it's the last time. Third time's the charm, isn't it? And your
limp mouth feels so good squishing underneath me--maybe I just don't FEEL
like getting up. Awww, do you need to breathe? That's up to me, huh? I get
so turned on by the thought that my ass is the last thing you'll ever
see...

Say good night, boy... It's been nice FUCKING your face...

Woke up at last, did you? I thought you might not come back from that! Now
was that so hard? Too bad. Suffer! I like to see my boys suffer. But maybe
you've suffered long enough. So I'll let go of your nipples and your
testicles. And besides, I'd like to fuck your brains out--SOMEDAY. There's
just part of me that wants to watch you wait, desperately. And I'm going to
give that part of me full rein. How long am I going to make you wait?

How about until midnight tonight? Too long?

OK. I'm not completely without compassion. So I'll let you play with
yourself now. Slide that fist up and down your cock. It feels good, doesn't
it? You've earned it. You've suffered for me, and if you just keep on doing
it for another half an hour without coming, I'll give you the experience of
your life.

Are you ready now? Have you waited for me? Remember, don't come until I
tell you to. Wait, wait, wait--just a LITTLE longer...

Stop! Ha ha, gotcha! You didn't really think I was going to let you come,
did you? Now take your hand off your cock; I'm not going to let you touch
it either, not until it gets soft again. While you're waiting for that to
happen, I want you to repeat over and over again, "Goddess owns my cock,
Goddess owns my cock." Don't move or do anything except repeat those words,
until your cock is limp and weak. I'm sure that'll leave you stewing for a
while!

Now can you touch your cock again? NO!!! And not ever again.
Unless...unless you read this over again and do exactly as it says, once
more. How will you ever come? I guess you'll never come again, huh? All I'm
going to let you do is think about it, think about coming so hard, but
that's all. And just know that I'm coming so selfishly, over and over
again, thinking about your body helplessly approaching but never reaching
orgasm, time after time, until you collapse from exhaustion. I know I
promised you an orgasm, but like I said, I'm a witch, and we never have to
keep our promises...

Sweet dreams!

(c) 1995 hamlet
