Miss Strict Says . . .

One of my trainees submitted a report on her training.  Let the slut speak for herself.  Enjoy.

Training of a Cyber Slut

Master: Do you like to know what really got me off?  You just played with yourself!  Write it down, describe in detail!  It is hot and yes – a little humiliating but NOT degrading right!? Exhilarating! Do you get it?  Wanna play now?

cyber_slut: Those words got me so hot…I was hot all day…willing to play with you any way I could.  While I waited for the baited game I teased my little pussy…she spoke to me…”come on…must cum soon or will explode.”  I hung on to every direction and read the email rules several times, worried I’d get something wrong.  There was no need to stroke pussy, she was talking to me already…humming between my legs.

Master: YUMM CHATTY PUSSY!

I imagined Master talking to me…not touching his dick…looking for responses…standing at times…firing off instructions and controlling commands…and his little bitch listened…to his every fucking word. I was sooooo glad he could play….cards could have said ‘go fly a kite’ but I slowed down to read the cards.  The words and pussy remained hot and throbbing.

Master: AHH NO NO – REREAD THE CARD TASK – EVEN IF YOU DREW THREE BLACKS – SAY 8, 4, 9   YOU HAVE 21 MINUTES! SO DON’T PLAY OR NO CUM! SOONER OR LATER THE RED ONE WILL TURN UP.  OH THAT WAS SO HOT!!

When he said ‘cum’…it was the trigger and I exploded with fireworks in my closed eyes.  Music was blaring in my ears. I almost bit my lip!  Come back, come back down.  Ok, check the email.

cyber_slut: What’s next, do I go on?

Master:  ‘YES!  Continue’.

I did.

Once I floated down from that one, my response was a little more coherent.  Then another mail from him said

Master:  CUM

Hot damn!  No need to tell me twice!  I squeezed my hands between my legs and almost broke fingers.  In my mind’s eye, I saw him standing in a commanding position over the keyboard, cigarette smoke floating up from his ashtray, just like my passion and heat.

cyber_slut:Are you smoking?

Master: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH – YES! BUT THE CIGARETTE IS IN ASHTRAY — NOT IN MY MOUTH!  LOLOLOL

When I read the directions again, it said I could hold his dick and stroke his balls. I ached to do this…so badly and in my imagination, I did it….Awwww.. My pussy throbs as I type.

I envisioned pushing the foreskin back with my lips.  I squeezed my thighs and typed with one hand.  I was still sliding back from the cum.  My left leg was hanging off the chair, pants’ zipper almost broken, my fingers were pulling out stringy honey from my pussy.  I thought to lick it…but…left it for him to decide what to do.

cyber_slut: There was lots and lots of juice, almost like a man shooting cum..

Master:  OH WOW OH WOW – A HOT cyber_slut GUSHER?

With my legs all wobbly, I almost fell out of my chair in a vain attempt to gather myself and realized I’ve turned into Master’s cyber slut!  I admitted this to him through tears.

Master: BUT YOU ARE A GOOD CYBER SLUT AND YOU WILL GET BETTER

Cyber_slut: God, I’m almost cumming again, but I gotta type this!  My eyes were red from the intensity and consistency of cums.  I could not stop cumming!

Master: STOP

Fuck no!  I wanted to go on!  The bastard!  I hate to disobey, but I…just…have…to…CUM!!!

cyber_slut: The desire to please is stronger than the need to cum!  How can that be?  How?

Master: EASY! ONE CUM COMES FROM ANOTHER!  WOW!  I’LL KEEP THESE EMAILS! OH WOW I WANT MORE~ SOON!

And so it happened.  I was addicted.

The next day, he wanted feedback on our scene from the night before. So, I told him I was charged and was writing one of my best stories.  My head was on fast forward, the music was on.  The story was coming through my fingers!  But I knew, if I play while I write, the words won’t come.  The play will distract me from the writing.

cyber_slut: What is it that turn you on?  Me playing with myself while I type messages to you or being able to control my cum?

Master:  All of it!  You!!  The fact that you are playing with yourself and cumming while you write!  SHIT!! YESTERDAY I HAD A RAGING HARD ON THINKING OF cyber_slut PLAYING WITH HERSELF AND CUMMING AND CUMMING!!! HOWEVER, IT WAS STRONGER THAN BEFORE!  WILL YOU DO IT FOR ME SOON?

cyber_slut: Does a bear shit in the woods?

But I had another question, *big grin*

cyber_slut: Did you cum when you had a raging hard on?

Master: YES! I DID CUM ON YOU!  I mean, in my fantasy, cyber_slut was nude, had a butt plug and bondage bra and was cumming for me!  That’s why I asked if you will do it for me soon.

cyber_slut: OMG!

femme © 2009

Bad girls sit in the back of the class and chatter.  If they’re not chattering, they are touching their naughty bits.  Are you one of those little bitches?  Would you want this to happen to you?  My bet is yes!

Little sluts . . . You know who you are. Don’t tell me your dick can’t get hard. There is a remedy for that. Who said you have to cum to have fun? Who?! Get your spatula and sit in the corner and DON’T forget to bring your ears for listening!