Hehehehe feel free to get carried away. Your pet sounds like a dream!!!
Master is going to be offline for a few days so the diary may slow down a bit damn the luck heehehh.
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Hehehehe feel free to get carried away. Your pet sounds like a dream!!!
Master is going to be offline for a few days so the diary may slow down a bit damn the luck heehehh.
6-30-06 3:45 pm CST MSN with one of my favorite playmates!! As always Sir Q delivered for me! With Master being unavailable for the last two days I was in great need and he "came" along at just the right time. Thank You Sir for 4 amazing orgasms that were all 9's! Hope I can walk tomorrow after bending like that to get my fist there giggles. KISSSSS to Qmoq!
Well Dhy wanted me to post this... begged me to so I suppose I'm willing to share this, not that it's nearly as good as I would have liked.
The first half I wrote a few months ago and am satisfied with, the second half I wrote tonight because of her reaction to the first.
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Blood, just how much blood did the body hold? Enough to drown a man in? Enough to drown several men? To look at the mess you'd think there was enough to drown an army in. Blood everywhere, in everything. Blood in your eyes, blood in your mouth, on your finger, on your clothes. Blood in the air, even blood through your hair. Someone had died here, someone had been destroyed and left exhibited, a crude testament to handiwork that should never see the light of day. Should never be seen at all for that matter.
A perfectly preserved skin, flayed from the muscles beneath as a pelt might be from an animal. Stretched to dry although now it was covered in a thin film of blood, more blood dripping to the ground beneath it. A veritable mist of blood, suspended in the air like dust in the sunlight, sparkling as any light hit it. The muscles, carved from still living flesh one by one. The fingers, the hands, the toes, the feet. Every one neatly severed and left on the floor, lined up to allow easy reassembly. Next came the arms and legs, larger muscles more carefully removed, bones falling limp as their support vanished.
'Did he do it alone?' you might ask. Of course the answer is unknown. No one knows who did it, how they did it. All that remains is a blurred image, the tape itself has it blurred, it isn't a retouching of the image to prevent reconstruction, there is nothing to reconstruct. How do we know she lived until the end? Because the tape shows her, plays back her screams of torment and her pleads for mercy. The chest now, her once beautiful bosom defiled and removed, the flesh long gone to dry even as more muscles were removed. The few needed to keep the organs in place remained for the moment, no point killing the victim before it was time.
By then the blood had covered the floor, leaking slowly from hundreds if not thousands of broken vessels, so small that the loss was gradual yet it added up. The limbs stripped of their muscle the more gruesome tasks began, a sharper blade was brought in, slicing away the rib cage to expose the more tender tissue beneath. A beating heart, rapidly pumping as terror tore away at the mind while this creature tore away at her body. Fluctuating lungs, breaths barely remembered before being gasped to survive. The instinct for survival killing her as surely as the injuries themselves. More oxygen into the blood meant more blood pumping, which meant more loss.
The killer didn't seem to mind though, it was as though he didn't even notice the blood under his feet, around his feet, on his clothing. He had had enough though, it was time to end it. First more torment, two candles, their flames flickering as blood splattered on them, held beneath the lungs to burn them, destroying what remained of them. Terrible agony in all certainty, the flesh crisping then breaking beneath the onslaught of the flames. Then the heart, taken in his hand and slowly crushed, blood leaking from between his fingers then spurted out, a rapid tightening of his hand creating the mist. Still in her chest though, he hadn't removed it yet.
Her eyes? One was crushed inwards with a pencil, the eraser used to push it into the cavity until it popped. The other was pulled out, then crushed beneath a gavel on the ground, the remains almost killing the first person to enter as he slipped. The brain? Ground through a meat grinder to become what it always resembled, ground beef that was spread throughout the room.
The intestines? Strung back and forth like festive chains, extended their full length back and forth through the area. The stomach was emptied, the acid poured from it onto the spleen and kidneys, dissolving them the same as it would have had they been served as a meal.
Finally it was over, the bones left to fall in the middle of the room as he neared the camera. A clear smile, perfect white teeth visible even through the distortion before the scene flipped back to the original setting for a moment, your best friend entering your bedroom in search of you and finding him there, waiting.
Then back to the room you now saw, the only clean thing in it when you arrived was the tape, sheltered in a plastic bag with your name inscribed in permanent marker. Finally you realize who it was, who had done this but it's too late, the voice starting on the tape. “You're next...” and finishing at your ear. You had thought yourself safe, but it seems you weren't “...dear.”
<<<Here ends the first half>>>
You sit there reading the story, legs spreading as you first read the words, imagining being there, seeing the events unfold. A predictable reaction, lusting after the pain and suffering of others, imagining just how enjoyable it would be to actually be in that situation, to suffer the injuries and wish for the respite of death. Already your breath grows more shallow, your hand moving without conscious thought to start to rub, feeding your growing pleasure and setting your heart to race all the faster.
Alone, safe... such mundane terms, ideas of little value when everything is boiled down to the simplest truth. You are never alone, never safe, someone can always be there, can always slip past your guard and leave you without defense. Your only warning a sudden chill and then a complete loss of power. No lights, not even the slightest of illumination that might give you an idea of where the surroundings are. The chill deepens, a sudden breath of winter flicking across your neck only to vanish a moment later. You turn to find out what is going on and already it is too late, you are taken.
Into the gloom you are swept, sights vanishing completely as though you were blinded forever, not one speck of light penetrating your new home. Your clothing lost in the same instant, stripped as naked as when you were born. Arms splayed wide you are trapped, unable to move a single muscle against restraints that you cannot feel. Even the sound of your own breathing and heart are incredibly remote, almost impossible to discern in the silence. Forward thrust your hips, knees spreading wide to reveal you to your unknown captor, the sight and sent of your pleasure as evident as a sunset in a clear sky.
His voice is quiet, so quiet in fact that you doubt you would have heard him over your own breathing, yet here you can do nothing but, no other sounds penetrate to you, all you hear is his voice, no sight of his body to reveal who he is, no sound of movement to reveal where he is. “So you enjoy the sight of pain?” Chuckling slightly he runs a slender scalpel up your side, drawing the faintest lines of blood, the cut just deep enough that your muscles will worse it with their every reaction, your own body torturing you through the injuries. “Whatever you do little slut, do not blink.” Of course even as he says it he knows you will blink, the reaction too natural to be resisted.
The moment your eyelids flick downwards you know the mistake, a trio of blades spaced across your eyelids so carefully that they are just touching your eyes without you feeling them and sharp enough that your blink is enough to slice through the flesh. Watching you scream in surprise at the pain, seeing you blink repeatedly because of it he laughs, truly enjoying this spectacle you are putting on for him. After a few more blinks he removes the blades, leaving your shredded lids to bleed into your eyes and down your face. “I did warn you, but of course you were too stupid to realize it... too stupid to even listen to the words.”
Not waiting for your reply he moves the scalpel down to your dripping slit, sliding it in carefully so as not to draw blood yet, positioning it carefully then pressing upwards, slicing into the flesh with precision so that the center of the cut crosses exactly over your g-spot. Removing the blade he looks you over, watching you twitch in pain without any way to actually move away from it. “A horny little slut with a big problem now, stimulation will affect that cut, cause more pain than pleasure yet both at the same time so that you cannot decide which is which. And you will be stimulated... trust me.”
Not even bothering to continue his speech he lashed out, fist driving into your stomach just below your ribcage, winding you with a precise blow. As you gasp for breath he is there, fingers pinching your nose shut as he kisses you. This was not a lover's kiss, not a kiss that carried any pride or desire for you, it was a kiss to strip you of pride, a kiss forced upon you to dominate and subjugate you while keeping you from breathing as well. Were it now for the blow to your chest before the kiss there would have been no problem, you would have lasted through it without too much effort. Yet you had no air to last with, no way of gaining more oxygen without his consent.
The hand that had taken the air from your lungs slid down, trailing over your clit then to your slit once more, feeling your reaction even as your body began to struggle. Driving his finger inward he pressed it to the wound, reveling in your body's reaction to the pleasure and pain, on the verge of succumbing to lack of breath as well. As your lungs surrendered to their lack of breath he finally relaxed his grip on your nose, allowing you the slightest breaths of air to keep you conscious yet without control.
7-1-06 2:15 am MSN with Qmoq Sir Q had a dream that he related to me and the visual stimulation along with a well placed dildo and a vibrator gave me 6 orgasms that were all 8's!!!! Sir Q is a genius!!
7-2-06 2:30am Reading the above story Zinsho wrote that masterpiece for me on the spur of the moment then kept me in suspense without letting me cum for almost 15 minutes as I begged him to post it for you all to enjoy. He finally gave his consent for me to cum and it was an 8.5!
Holy shit, Zinsho, that was one hell of a story! Very nice... though I admit the eye part creeped me out! But the rest was delicious... especially loved the description of all that wonderful blood. Nicely written.
Very nice story Zinsho! A bit gory for my tastes, but the start of part 2 was beautiful! If you have any tales that are a bit less gory, I'm sure we'd all love to see them.
Q
7-2-06 6:45 pm CST At my sluttiest (yeah I know hard to believe) with a new playmate Zinsho!
This had to be done with the log!!! Sorry for the length ;)
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) ugh... this won't wokr
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) had myself at the brink
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho and?
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) I mean earlier
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) it's actually pain right now
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho smiles
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) you like the idea?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho now you are making me wet
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) oh, you like the idea of a dom in pain from not cumming?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -grabs her by her throat and pulls her close- Lot of nerve there
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gasps and struggles
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -tightens his grasp, squeezing slowly so his thumb and fingers dig into the arteries, feeling her pulse surge against them-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho feels the pressure and the wetness increases between my legs
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) I assume that if we don't hear from Joshua my decision is your law?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods Yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -shoves her against the wall, griping her windpipe in his hand and pressing his palm to the base of it- Would he permit that sort of nerve?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho no Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gasping
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho struggling
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho whispers///pleaseeee
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -holds her there, keeping up the pressure to both the bloodflow and the air-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho light headed, panicing and struggling
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho cunt is dripping
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -lifts one leg slowly, pressing it between her legs and then leaning into it, trapping her hips-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans a little
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho claws at the hand at my throat
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -grasps one of her wrists and pries it away, wrenching it to the side then slams his palm down for a moment with just a bit less force than would be needed for permanent damage-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho chokes
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho goes slightly limp
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho dizzy
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -relaxes the pressure to her throat long enough for her to start to recover then resumes-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho second wind allows me to fight again a little
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -cuts it off more firmly this time, controlling it all the more- Fight all you want slut, you're not getting any mercy here
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho tries to knee you in the groin
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -closes his leg enough to prevent it then drives his leg up between hers where they're already spread, knowing he'll have to let her breathe again soon-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho grunts and the tears start
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -waits until the last moment then gives her another quick respite, letting her survive a bit longer- Pitiful, I don't even see how you can dom anyone when you give in that quickly
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho glares at you and grabs your balls
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -lets go of the one arm and drives his hand across in time to stop your attempt, catching your arm then pulling it across her body- That wasn't a smart attempt
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho struggles in frustration
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -presses his hand down properly to cut off her air completely- You really think you're getting out of this before I let you?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho already weak the lack of air hits me quickly and I panic and struggle hard
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) even if you had gotten my balls... that would have made it worse, my hand would have clenched -clenches his fingers as he speaks, driving them into the sides of her throat-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho seeing spots
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -pulls her head away from the wall then slams her back into it again before pivoting to the side and tossing her to the ground-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho lays there gasping
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -moves over her and shoves her flat on the ground, resting his knee in the small of her back and yanking her head back by the hair- Are we clear?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gasps yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -leans down and whispers in her ear- And now you're going to feel like you're going to cum, going to end up right on the brink and ready to go over but you won't, you're not going over it until I let you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) going to stay right there now, on the brink with your body reacting as though it's starting to orgasm, but not getting past that point
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods afraid to speak
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) would you like to orgasm slut?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho if it pleases you Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) I didn't ask that, I asked if you would like to
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho Yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) you're not cumming until I let you\
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) but your body is going over the point, starting to cum... you know you can't stop it except that you can't get farther, now can you?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans as cunt drips more
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) anytime you think of anything that isn't sub regarding me... you'll remember this
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) remember going right to the brink but not being able to go over
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) and whenever you think that way... you'll be right back at the brink but unable to without either me or Joshua giving you explicit and express permission to
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans and shudder...whispers please Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -pushes your head back down then steps away, leaving you there as he goes to find a seat-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho lays still
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -glances at his watch then waits for a bit-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho crawls to where you are sitting
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho kneels
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -looks down at her with a sly smile- My balls still hurt
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho may I suck your cock Sir?
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) no
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -smiles knowingly- Don't you love seeing a dom in pain?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho please Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho no Sir I was wrong
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) go ahead, think it agin
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho no Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho please let me serve you
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) dhy, think of it, let's see how it affects you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho so close
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho pleaseee let me cum
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) you know better than to ask
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) the answer is no until the end of the story
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho let me serve you Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -smiles- And how does the slut most desire to serve to remind her that she's worth no more than she's granted
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho please let the slut suck your cock
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) is that what would be best for you?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) or is there some other way that would remind you even more that you were wrong
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho no Sir.....I don't think so
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) think slut, think of every humiliating degrading thing that might be done, things you love because they show you who you are, yet that you wish never happened
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods cum on my face, dried in my hair...my ass fucked and sore
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) is that as bad as it gets for you?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho having a hard time thinking
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho not sure what you want
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) it doesn't matter what I want
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods yes....I want to serve you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho to please you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho make you cum
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho your orgasm is all that is important to me
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) dhyanna, right now there is no preference in my mind
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho it is my power over you
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) want you to tell me the most degrading humiliating thing you could desire
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -looks at her with a sly smile- Power over a dom?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho smiles yes Sir
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) is that how a sub should think?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho no Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho but I am so horny
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho so close
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) and just saying that made it worse?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho the wetness is running down my legs
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) so... what is the most humiliating and degrading thing... the thing right now you want more than anything
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho I want to have my mouth pissed in then fucked in the ass and forced to suck the cock clean while being whipped
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) only in your mouth?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho the mouth is the most degrading to me
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho or in my cunt but most men can't manage that
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) get hard too fast?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho ohhhhhh I need to cum soooo bad
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) on your back, spread
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) naked
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho yes Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho knees apart and pulled back
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho wide open
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) just rain down onto it or partway in?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho partway in
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -forces himself to focus then kneels between her legs, moving to rest against her then spreading her slightly with his fingers to get in, taking deep breaths the whole while to stay calm enough-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moaning
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho cunt is sooo wet
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho so tight
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -forces himself not to think of it as he lets fly, pissing deep into her-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho ohhhh yesssssssssssssssss
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho ohhh god
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho wants to rub my clit so bad, but I know better
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) I pull out you clamp your hand to it to keep from leaking, just that, you even try to rub and I'll string you up for an enema
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho panting
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho full of piss
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -pulls out and backs away enough that she won't even accidentally splash him
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho mouth opens as I stare at your cock
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) plug yourself then on your knees, as in the air face and shoulders on the ground
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho slides a small plug in and gets in position
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moaning
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho ass wiggling
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -grabs a riding crop and lays two stripes across her ass horizontally, no visible space between the forehand and backhand blows-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gasps and bites my lip determined not to cry out
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -guides himself to her ass then grabs her hips and slams in, fucking her to humiliate, not to gain pleasure
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans at the intrusion
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho with no stimulation to my clit all the ass fucking is is a tease
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -keeps pounding her ass, intending to leave it sore for a good while-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moaning as the natural lubrication dries and the movement becomes more painful
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -keeps going, feeling the friction change with every stroke-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho moans turn to whimpers then yelps as the pain increases
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -waits until the yelps start to take on a fearful panicked tone of pain then shoves her forward harder, sliding her face along the ground slightly as he pulls out-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho stays still trembling
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho needs to cum so bad
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) suck me clean
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) no licking, no bobbing, just sheer sucking
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho turns to face you and swallows your cock in one motion
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho sucking you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gagging on you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho throat tightens on your cock stroking it
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -enjoys it until he's on the verge of cumming then drags her off it so he shoots against her lips then up her face into her hair as it splurts-
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho gasps at the hot cum on my face
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -watches it soak into her hair as well and then moves back to his chair as though nothing happened
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho crawls after you
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) go get a bowl
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho crawls to the kitchen and gets a bowl
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -waits until she's back- Put it on the floor, squat over it and take the plug out, don't spill any
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho returns and presents it to you
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho removes the plug and the piss and my cum fill the bowl
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -smiles coldly- Drink up slut, I want the bowl dry
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho I look at you then at the bowl and reach to pick it up
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) NOW!
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho I gag as I raise th bowl to my lips and drink
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) chug the first half then savor the second half slowly
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho I do as I am told gagging again
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) -waits until she's done then looks at her- Come back from the edge now, needing to cum but not unbearably so anymore
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho closes my eyes as my body obeys
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) better?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho nods Yes Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho looks obediently at the floor
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) this worth your diary?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho VERY if you approve
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) I somehow think Joshua will love this as much as anyone
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho you are right Sir
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho can I post the log of the chat or just a summary?
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) go on, from where I said it wouldn't work (at I guess your time if you timestamp)
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) which would be more enjoyed?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho the log
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) and which would you rather no one ever see?
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho blush the log
Zinsho dhyanna (MJ) then the log
dhyanna (MJ) Zinsho yes Sir brb
stamps were removed from it, but just to give a frame of reference:
[07/02 19:46:46] Jon - Sa souvraya niende misain ye: ugh... this won't wokr
[07/02 21:04:34] dhyanna (MJ): yes Sir brb
7-4-06 12:45 am CST Some things are worth waiting for...this was one! After being on cum restriction for the last 36 hours or so for Zinsho he finished my story (that post will follow) and allowed me to cum as much as I wanted LOL so I did....5 times as I read the last paragraph (they were all 9's--I was horny!!!!) and again as I compsoed this entry, thinking about what a slut I am...and how I love telling people what I slut I am. Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement here and in the chat room!
Wrote up part 2, had her read it then just keep reading it over and over while I wrote part 3. Then had her read it all from top to bottom (so 1 then 2 then 3):
A finger to the wound and the breath of air were like an electric current to your body, nearly enough on it's own to make you orgasm. Yet there was no relief for you here, no relief in this place where you had no control. Instead you gasped, trying to gain as much air as you could from the space allotted to you. Stepping back and removing his hands from your body he looked you over, seeing the aftershocks of the surprise running through your body. “You know slut? I could kill you right here and right now and have the time of my life doing so. But then you'd be dead and just another skin for my rack and blood for my bath. I've got a better idea for you, one that'll give me much more fun.”
Circling around you, not that there was light to see the motion by, nor sound to allow you to know of the motion, he stepped up behind her and drew the blade up her spine, parting the flesh slowly until line of bones was visible. As the blood slid down from the wound he started tapping each vertebrae in turn, watching the jolts it caused to your body. To him you were already dead, a sack of blood and skin to enjoy without any repercussions. “Slice this vertebrae and you lose your legs, slice this one and you loose your arms as well, slice this one and you can't even move your neck. The question is though, which to cut?” Shrugging he slid the blade in slowly, paralyzing you from the waist down and leaving the blade right there.
Moving to stand before you again he ran his finger down your abdomen to your cunt, noting the arousal but also the way your reactions stopped. “Perfect, a sopping cunt that I can use how I wish without you flinching away.” Drawing forth his scalpel again he sliced away your lips, carving you open without any hesitation. “Such a slut, so loose and open for anyone or anything to fuck. But I won't fuck you while you're fully alive, time for you to die slut, die before you cum one last time.”
This time rather than choking her he used the scalpel, staring into her eyes, eyes that could finally see the face of the one who would finally leave her dead when used. Then he drove it into her throat, slowly slicing is way across it as he kissed her lips, taking her life from her with both a knife and a kiss, ending it in that way. As the last flicker of life left her body he finally drove into her, thrusting into her gaping cunt to the time of her last few heartbeats.
<<<Here ends part 2 and begins part 3>>>
With a jolt you sit up, gasping in pain and surprise as you stare at the now empty screen. A moment ago you had felt yourself die, felt your life leave your damaged body in the arms of one who has owned you then and there. You had been his if only because your life was his to take, his to control and dictate to his slightest whims. Yet now you were once more sitting at your computer, staring at the screen that had held the story but that now was dormant.
How long that experience had lasted how much of it was real and how much a fantasy was something you would never know for certain, all you knew was that the wounds you had suffered still left you with some pain even though no blood now flowed into your eyes. Yet when you moved to look at the story once more, to awaken your monitor you felt his presence, knew he was still with you. Freezing in surprise you heard his voice, a voice that left no reflection on your screen even though it came from next to your ear.
“Cum, cum you worthless little slut, cum over and over, and over all the more. Cum until you can cum no more and then cum again, let your sopping lips let loose and soak whatever lays between them and open air. Cum as you know you must, cum like the slut you are. And then go and let people know how you came, tell them just what you are and how you feel, and then cum another time from telling them. Now slut, do it now, do all of it and then you'll be able to calm down, to be able to relax.”
A guest book ? nahh. I think dhy likes more a cum book
Loved that part!Quote:
Originally Posted by Zinsho
OK so my Master has put me on cum restriction (CR) for 3 days. What is it with all these people wanting to CR me??? Don't they know that you can't update a "cum diary" if ya can't cum???? Sheesh!!! So by Friday I will be a dripping, quivvering mass of womanhood!!!
aaawwwwwww man, i was hoping for a juicy(pardon the pun) entry in you cum diary.
So what else is new?!Quote:
Originally Posted by MJs dhyanna
Hehe.
Love, Q xx
Hee hee. Very good. Bad...but very good.Quote:
Originally Posted by cynn
:bondage:
Well, don't let us stop you from entering your cums in this diary!!!!!! :idea:Quote:
Originally Posted by frankee
I know dhy is not the only slut in here s o people, don't make her feel all alone and tell some about your cums too, hehe :) :cool: :popc1: :super:
Mr Joshua
But she is doing such a good job of it, we would hate to interupt her!Quote:
Originally Posted by MrJoshua(dhy)
And let me be the first to say :welcomebo to you in the forums part of the site. Looking forward to seeing you around here.....
smiles
cariad
Mr. JoshuaQuote:
Originally Posted by MrJoshua(dhy)
Unfortunately there is nothing for me to report, i am not allowed to cum without permission. So, until Mistress gives me the go ahead,(and it's been quite a few days) i have to keep myself occupied in other ways *sigh*
Plus i prefer to read about Your dhy's adventures ;), instead of posting mine.
I agree with cariad! Besides, over 1000 people have looked at this thread. That's 1000 guys and gals who are interested in the slutty habits of a degraded young subbie who just can't cum enough times in the day.
Hmm. Wonder why it's only 1000?
Q xx
I will be around more often from now on. I am gratefull for the encouragement my sletje got from the users in here. It was good to see how much volunteered to help me ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by cariad(CC)
I get the feeling you are using your curtesy as an excuse not to post yourself ;)
Come on Masters, let your sluts join mine every now and then and tell them about their cums and how big the are!!!!!!!!!!!!:)
Now Mr Joshua, have you even known me to either wriggle or wiggles out of something - winks.Quote:
Originally Posted by MrJoshua(dhy)
But my honest opinion is that other sluts should start their own threads, then each can develop its own unique flavour.
cariad
i agree cariad, this is dhy's thread. So many of us look forward to reading about her orgasmic experiences.Quote:
Originally Posted by cariad(CC)
Keeping my fingers crossed that she's allowed to post very soon.
terribl you should allways be there
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Blush!!! You all are so sweet!!! If my diary has brightened someones day in any way then I am a happy slut for my Master. Oh and welcome back to us Master. It has been too long indeed =) (wonders if all Doms take a special class in using the word indeed?)
I'm BAAAAAAACK
7-9-06 4:30 pm CST MSN chat on cam with my awesome, sexy, fantastic, wonderful MASTER!!! Master is finally back from his deployment and has lifted my cum restriction!!! He allowed me to cum 2 times today the first was a 9 and the second was a 6!!! You are awesome Master!!!!
:wave: YAY!!! you're back!
Oh i love this diary, hope your enjoying writing the diary as much as us reading. i will definatly keep returning to see how it cums along. Have fun.
Yikes I have a TON of cum to catch up on hehehehehe. Sorry all I was distracted by Masters homecoming but I will be more faithful about posting again.
Today Master ordered me to put clothes pegs on my nipples then go outside and put six on my inner thighs... I was so wet when I was done that I ran in to ask permission to cum and he made me peg my clit (not easy when it is soaked) and then go back outside and cum! OMG it was a 9!
Then he sent me voice clips to cum four more times before he finally let me rest LOL! They were all 8's. Master knows me so well!
Later in the chat room Sir Q and I played and I was allowed to cum 2 more times as he played with me and some well placed plastic wrap! YUMMMMM!!
Hope you are all still enjoying reading this as much as I LOVE writing it hehehe.
(BTW chapter 4 of my story will be posted soon for those of you that have been kind enough to ask!!)