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6/3/2023 12:32 am

master class

my first time with a guy did not have a happy ending. as i lay there in his arms exhausted from riding his cock for an hour and thinking about how much my life was about to change, i realized that the one thing that would make my first time perfect was if he got some rest and fucked me again first thing in the morning so that i could say i had taken loads in both holes in the same night. but he was weirdly hesitant when i told him my desire and when i asked if something was wrong he told me that he was poz.

i exploded. i couldn't believe he hadn't told me. i couldn't believe he had fucked me without a condom. even though that was probably my fault. and i couldn't believe he let me keep riding him and sucking him for an hour until he came in my mouth and i swallowed it. i drove him back to the club where we met and i never saw him again.

and then i went to the emergency room to find out if there was anything that could be done to reduce my risk of infection. they prescribed some medicines that were used to treat accidental needle sticks and told me that it was too early for a test to give an accurate result. but the best hope was the fact that i had swallowed the semen because the stomach is not a hospitable environment for the virus

over the next few weeks i got tested several times. i believe very strongly in safe sex and i was mad at myself for being so stupid. all of my tests came back negative and it looked like i might have gotten lucky. but i was terrified of the possibility of false negatives or the risk of infecting somebody else. so i did some research to find the maximum time period that the virus could possibly cause an infection and the answer seemed to be 5 years.

and just like that i was back in the closet. because no matter what my sexuality was now, i wasn't going to be having sex with anyone for at least 5 years. so there didn't seem to be any point in telling anyone what i had learned about myself.

but what i learned were three very important things. that i was definitely homosexual. not bi, not curious. that i was a total bottom and probably always had been. and that i was a no-recip bottom whose sexuality was completely focused on my partners sexual pleasure not my own.

i began reading more about Domination and submission and started to understand that i was very much a sexual submissive. and the thing that made a Man attractive to me was not his physical appearance but the degree of Dominance in his personality and his sexual needs.

since i wasn't dating anyone i spent a lot more time at home and chatting online with Men who claimed to be Dominant. when they asked me what i was wearing and the answer was usually nothing, some of them would ask me to do things to myself. i found i could get very turned on by doing the things a Man would tell me to do. we were only in a text chat, so i could have just lied and pretended to submit to the things they asked, but i discovered it was extremely erotic to actually do as i was told and put things inside me or roughty play with my nipples or taste my own semen or piss.

eventually i discovered the alt web site and started going there. i met people in the chat rooms who had more compatible interests. i learned about video chats and found that it stepped up the eroticness of my masterbatory self play to a whole new level, because, having a camera force me to verify that i was telling the truth gave the Men more Power and made the video Dominantions more intense.

one problem i had though was that a lot of guys wanted to see me cum at the end of a cam session. and i just couldn't do it most of the time. being Dominated by a Man is a huge turn on for me but it shows in my breathing and my nipples getting hard, but not in my penis which always shrinks up and goes soft and does nothing but dribble precum. basically being with a Dom emasculates me and makes me useless as a switch or a top. but after i got offline i could always masterbate myself to powerful orgasms

in one of the male chat rooms i met a very interesting Man who appeared to be a genuine Dom. He told me he liked my profile photos and was trying to decide if he should train me to be one of his bitches. He never called me anything but bitch or slut or cunt and i found that very intoxicating.

He traveled a lot and required that i be online every day and waiting in the IM at a time that was convenient for Him. He also required that i always be naked when i was in a conversation with Him, whether he could see me or not. and finally he asked if i had any toys. when i admitted that i did he required that i should always be wearing nipple clips and have my largest butt plug inside me when we chat. this was a lot to ask because He did not mean that i could wait until He came online and then quickly strip and put on clips and plug myself before saying hello. He had given me a two hour window and expected me to be there, plugged and clipped and ready to serve for the entire time, just in case He decided to go on IM.

some days He was busy and simply didn't show up and i was left sittng there feeling stretched and frustrated for the whole two hours. when i finally removed the nipple clips at the end of those session my nipples were screaming with pain and my ass was sore and puffy. other times He would show up and spend 45 minutes chatting with other bitches before He got around to me. so i spent half our time together being anxioius and jealous and the other half apologizing for not being good enough to be his first priority

the result of this constant daily readiness and intense sexual arousal was that when the IM finally did ping his greeting it was like a shot went off next to my ear. i would physically startle and my heart would race everytime he said Hello slut. it was almost painful. no Man had ever had that much Power over me physically and emotionally

many times He asked me how many other men i was fucking. the answer was always zero, but He never seemed to believe me. He also thought the reason i was on IM so much was because i was chatting with other Doms. i told him that i was very naturally monogamous and i only used IM to communicate with Him and had to spend a lot of time fending off other chat requests. to my surprise this only made Him angrier. He told me that a good sub must always be polite to Doms and that i should always answer them when they ping me and be a good girl.

this resulted in me having a lot more chats with a lot more Doms, sometimes 2 or 3 at a time while i waited for Him to show up. and when i told them that i was just waiting for my Master and what his terms and conditions were, many of them demanded to see my naked body to prove it. before long i was basically doing cam shows for two hours every night and chatting with 3 or 4 Doms at a time just to please a Man who wasn't even there, and still jumping out of my skin when He finally did show up. it was exhausting and exillerating and i had powerful orgasms every night masterbating to the ideas that were had put in my head.

my Master traveled all over the world and a couple times a year He was in my area so maybe we could meet someday, but He wanted to have training sessions with me first. He had been saying that for weeks, but unlike the other chat Doms, my Master never asked me to go on camera. so when He finally did i was super excited.

i was already naked of course with my favorite nipple clips on and my ass already plugged with a black latex butt plug. i had gotten better at angling my camera so you could see my body but not my face, and had a favorite couch that allowed me to reach my computer but still giving a full frontal view of my body, or my ass if i turned around.

a lot of guys i had cammed with just wanted to see me play with my cock, but my Master had no interest in my little clitty as he called it, He just wanted to see my pussy, which was a lot more effort because i either had to turn my ass to the camera while straining to look over my shoulder to see if my pussy was in frame, or when He made me turn around to see it from the front i had to tilt my pelvis way up and kind of lift myself off the couch so the camera had a clear shot of my hole.

He just had me take the butt plug out and then put it back in. out and back in. He liked seeing my little hole spring open and then tighten back shut when i took it out. and then watch the big back bulb press against my opening until it popped through when it went back in. he had me do that over and over while He demanded to know if i was His slut and if my pussy was His property and if He was my Master.

He kept typing "Say it!!" and that was the first time that i realized that there was audio in the IM chat and my microphone had been on the whole time. it had probably been running in every video chat i ever had. i wondered if i ever said anything i should regret.

i whimpered yes Master my pussy is Your property, and He told me to fuck it faster. i pulled the plug out of aching hole and then forced it back in over and over. and every few minutes He would make me tell Him again that i was His slut or i was His bitch and if i was ever too slow to respond He would type "Louder, cunt!" then He would make me promise that my pussy was His property, and then tell me to go faster. until eventually i was full speed fucking my pussy with the black plug.

i was no stranger to wearing a butt plug. and i had a large dildo that was shaped like a penis that i sometimes fucked myself with to masterbate. but a butt plug is designed to go in once and then stay there, that's why it has such a huge bulbous head. it wasn't meant to go in and out rapidly. so using the butt plug as a dildo was like switching from my normal dildo which was already large and very fulling to fucking myself with a dildo that was over twice as big!

i was almost in tears as i screamed please Master make me Your bitch, my pussy is Your property, please Master please fuck my pussy, until finally He said "That's enough."

i collapsed on the couch, grateful and relieved. the butt plug practically fell out of my exhausted gaping hole

He told me He was impressed. "you were going at it for 45 minutes straight, and you didn't try to touch your clitty even once." He was right. i had completely lost track of time. from the moment He pinged me hello, i never once thought about how long this was taking or how much this hurt or how hard it was to hold this position. i was simply obeying Him and begging Him to let me obey Him more.

and i was impressed too. because not once in our 45 minute session did He ask me how i felt or if i liked it or ask me to touch my clitty like some of the other Doms did. He never once asked me to scream "this feels so good" because just He didn't care. i realized this might be a perfect match. if i was lucky, maybe this would develop into something more.

and then i made a terrible mistake. i was just so exhausted and blissfully comfortable with Him at that moment that i let my guard down and admitted that i didn't need to touch myself, because i would probably have a really big orgasm when i masterbated later tonight.

my Master said "Why don't you go ahead and do that right now. That can be your reward. You have 60 seconds."

this took me completely by surprise. He had never expressed any interest in my clitty before, let alone asked me to touch myself. but i had to do it. it would be wrong to refuse my Master's reward. i grabbed my dick and started stroking, but nothing was happening. i had been completely limp to begin with and the fact that this was coming from a Dom who has just completely emasculated me didn't help. i began fingering my pussy hole to try to get something going while i frantically pumped my penis, but i was barely starting to get a semi erection when He announced that my time was up. i felt a little bit bad for failing Him, but also a little bit relieved that i didn't have to keep going. and then He said the thing that ruined me.

"you can try again next time". i sat up straight, realizing where this was going. "you are not allowed to cum until I speak to you again, do you understand that, slut?" i told him Yes Master and He left the chat. but i was wrecked. i had just been through one of the most exhausting and submissive experiences i had ever had in my life and all i wanted to do was lay in bed and masterbate myself to sleep, and i wasn't even going to be able to do that for at least 24 hours. i went to bed and thought about every second of what had just happened. but i barely slept at all that night.

what followed was the most excruciating and frustrating descent into submission, because by the time we chatted again the next day, i was horny as hell, but my Master didn't even ask me to video chat. and He didn't tell me to masterbate. i thought perhaps He had just forgotten about it, in which case i was off the hook. there's no need to keep a promise that the other person doesn't even remember you made. but He didn't forget, because He ended our chat that day with, "Remember slut, you are my property. You may not cum without my permission."

over the next several days, every time we chatted, He started each conversation by asking if i had remained abstinent and ended it by reminding me that He had not released me from my chastity.

i had learned long ago that remaining celibate for too long just made me hornier and hornier and turned my fantasies more and more kinky and homoerotic. but what i didn't realize until now was that the hornier i got the more submissive i became as well. the longer He forbid me from sexual release the more desperate it made me to be a good submissive and submit to every one of His instructions, including the command to refrain from doing the one thing that would set me free.

and because i was horny 24 hours a day now, it wasn't just 2 hours a night that I would obsess about him. it was almost all day every day.

in one of our chats He mentioned that He liked his bitches smooth so i got a bunch of razors and a big bottle of nair and spent an afternoon making myself hairless. then every day after that i had to spend time in the shower making sure nothing had grown back.

He said He liked his bitches to wear lingerie so i spent long afternoons shopping in the women's section for items that came in my size.

my Master rarely needed to video chat, but that didn't stop all the other Doms i was having polite conversations with, and once they found out how i had performed for my Master they all wanted some of that too. before long i was doing group cam shows and taking requests for 2 hours a night just to prove to myself that i would never refuse to obey my Master's commands. the only requests i declined were suggestions that i play with my penis, because i didn't want to accidentally become aroused and make myself cum. but that just made them want to work my ass even harder.

about a month and a half later, my Master finally demanded another training session. He was very pleased with my clean shaven appearance. i had not told Him that i had done it. and He once again instructed me very clearly that i was not to cum until He saw me. puzzled i asked what He meant by "until He sees me." He responded that he had decided to use me and He wanted me as horny as possible until then.

i had never heard the word "use" in that way before, and even though i had no idea what it meant exactly, i instantly felt an overwhelming rush of lust and i let out an audible gasp. it was like my body knew what it meant even if i didn't.

i came to learn that "use" was the word my Master almost always said instead of "fuck" and it really hit home with me in a big way, because i had never been completely comfortable talking about making love to a Man or having sex with a Man because it sounds like the action of two people in love, people who might be equals or at least partners. the word "fuck" was a little better because it was rougher and ruder, but it still had erotic or romantic associations to it.

but to have a Man "use" me was exactly what i had wanted my whole life. to have no suggestion that this would benefit me or give me pleasure or satisfaction in any way. the Power and the Pleasure was one hundred percent in the Dom's hands. the sub was simply there for His convenience. to serve His needs. to be "used" and expect nothing in return except the faint hope that if i pleased him well He might use me again

i also realized that this meant He had decided to finally meet me in person. which seemed like fate to me because it had been just over 5 years since the last disastrous time i had sex. and i had found a Man who seemed perfect to me in almost every way.

i promised Him that i would remain chaste until i saw Him in person. i wanted to be just as desperately horny for Him, as He wanted me to be for Him. and then i made the mistake of asking if, after He used me, would He reward me by letting me cum?

There was a long silence before He said, "Probably not. I kind of like you this way. I might keep you like this forever."


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