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6/8/2023 9:22 am

worked up / worked out

i frantically began cleaning my apartment. i almost never had visitors and i sometimes worked from home, so it was really more of a cluttered home office than a living space at this point.

i moved everything out of the bedroom that wasn't related to sex and i took everything down off the walls that might spoil the mood. the last thing i needed was to glance up and see my parents photo looking down at me while my new Dom was making me his bitch. there was nothing but a nightstand full of condoms and lube and a bed with lots and lots of clean pillows. i draped blankets over anything that was too big to move, like my desk.

and while i was doing all that He was calling me a couple times a day whenever He felt like it. i would jump out of my skin and my pulse would race every time the phone buzzed because i knew it was him.

He said he thought my voice sounded sexy, which is probably because it was barely a timid whisper, since i was practically hyperventilating any time i spoke with Him and could barely breathe. if He said anything sexy i would gasp for breath, which really turned Him on. He said he could tell he'd found a good one because i probably make a lot of noise during sex. which is probably a false impression. in fact that was one of the complaints i got from girlfriends when i used to date women was that i was completely silent during sex and didn't even grunt when i was cumming. and with Men i never even spoke most of the time because i am so painfully shy and not a good conversationalist. but my new Man liked to do all the talking anyway so he enjoyed hearing nothing from my end but the sound of me panting like a bitch in heat while He described all the ways He wanted to fuck me.

He said He wanted to be my Man and to own me and mark me as his property. i asked if i should call him Master. i didn't know if it was okay to call him that, since he was Black. He told me he preferred Sir or Daddy.

He told me He would only use me bareback. He wanted to put his seed in me. His piss in my throat and His load in my ass pussy was how He would mark me as His. i just gave up. despite my insistence on safe sex, my submissive nature meant that i had taken the raw Cock of every Man who had ever used me. i knew i wouldn't have the strength to argue with a Dom who could legitimately say that normal size condoms weren't big enough for Him. at least He was up front about it.

and He was pretty monogamous. He had a family so i knew He didn't want to get too crazy in His sex life. He told me He only ever had one sub at a time who He would sometimes use for years, but He would use them hard. His previous sub of over two years had just moved out of state and that's why He was looking for a new long term slut wife. i guess that made me feel safe with Him. a sweet gentle lover who would protect me like his property and use me harder and longer than i'd ever been used before?

i still wasn't completely comfortable with a Man fucking me in my own bed though, but i guess there was some consolation in knowing He would never intentionally try to out me. that would happen on its own anyway, if my neighbors saw Him coming and going with any regularity. the apartments in my building are too small to contain much more than a bedroom and a bath, so there was nobody having work meetings in the building. as soon as you saw someone let a stranger in the front gate and walk across the courtyard with them like it was a walk of shame, you knew who was fucking who.

He also wanted me to send him pictures. i resisted his request for a face pic, because i just don't trust our phones not to get hacked and end up with compromising pictures of me somewhere on the internet but i sent Him a booty shot of my pussy for his personal use.

then of course He liked it and wanted another and another. each day after spending hours on the phone with Him getting me worked up into a lustful frenzy, He would give me a photo assignment for that night, so He would have something to lust about the next day.

and it was hard because i still didn't know how to take a good picture with my phone. especially for a good pussy shot which usually need extra lighting and for me to hold the phone at a weird angle while i craned my neck over my shoulder to try to see if the hole was in frame. i would spend an hour every night contorted into exhausting positions with all of my hottest lamps focused on my ass just to get Him one shot that was suitable. i ended each day sweaty and exhausted and feeling more vulnerable than ever.

three days before we were supposed to meet, i stopped eating. i had been trying to lose some weight recently and learned that it was possible for me to fast for much longer than i would have thought without passing out. i also got my hot water bottle and douched myself out each night. i thought by cleaning myself out and not taking any food in for three days straight i would have the cleanest hole possible by the time He saw me saturday morning.

the night before, i got my razors and my big bottle of nair and removed every bit of hair from my smooth body, taking special care to work it down into my horny hole and all of my naughty parts. armpits, pubes, inner thighs. my clitty and my pussy were especially painful, but i wanted to make sure there was nothing prickly in that area.

i was feeling very proud of my smooth appearance, and i was busy picking out my outfit for tomorrow when something terrible happened. i started to get very sick. first it was diahrea, then i got sick to my stomach, and then vomiting.

i was confused about how i could have gotten ill, since i barely left the house lately, so i wasn't having contact with other people who might have given me the flu or anything. eventually i realized that what probably happened is that i became overzealous cleaning my pussy and some of the hair removal had got through the hole and burned me on the inside. the reaction from my intestinal tract was to expel everything and that's why i was gushing from both ends. it probably didn't help that i was also weak from lack of food and full of adrenaline and lust from not having had an orgasm in 2 weeks.

i had already confirmed the morning triste with my Dom so i texted him to warn him that i was extremely sick and might have to cancel at the last minute. He seemed to think i was trying to weasel out of having sex with Him, and i pleaded with Him that i wanted more than anything to please Him and had every intention of submitting to be used by Him in the morning if at all possible, but i was seriously concerned that i might have damaged myself. that's when He said the sexiest thing anyone had ever said to me.

"Bitch, I don't care. you are going to be ready in the morning for me to fuck you in your bed and use your pussy like the slut that you are. Now get some sleep."

i was stunned. but my panic had gone away, because i knew He was right. this was going to happen and it didn't matter how i felt. i drank some gatorade to try to rehydrate and get some electrolytes then took some aspirin and went to bed.

in the morning i was feeling a little bit better, but i was still pretty queasy and the area around my pussy hole was very inflamed, but at least i wasn't spewing fluids from both ends. i took a shower and douched out my hole one last time and then waited for His call. He lived about an hour away from me, and He had promised to call before He left the house, so i was expecting His call, but it still made me jump with a start when it came and sent my heart racing again.

He said good morning and asked me how i was feeling, and i said i was much better thank you, but i was still a little sick to my stomach. He asked me if i wanted to postpone our rendezvous, and i told Him it didn't matter what i wanted, that the only think i needed to do was to please Him.

so i was surprised when He responded "Let's postpone it til next weekend, I want you feeling your best. Now get some rest."

i have to admit i felt relieved, but i also felt an incredibly warmth in my chest as i realized i suddenly had a huge crush on this sweet sweet Man, but also an intense lust for Him as well. a tidal wave of euphoric emotions crashed into me and i realized like an ice cold knife through my heart that i was absolutely going to let this Man fuck me, in my house, in my bed, without a condom, without resistance, without a care in the world. i had never had such an overwhelmingly positive physical and emotional desire for any Man before.

i also realized that meant i had still been holding back up until then. i think that's probably every girl's story when they first start dating a new Man. even if you're 100% sure that He's the one and you're going to let Him fuck you after dinner tonight, there's still a part of you deep down that's making precautions in case it doesn't work out or He turns out to be a jerk.

even though i had been cleaning my apartment, i was still secretly hoping something would happen and we'd still go to a hotel instead. i had accepted that He was going to bareback me, but i had still placed a box of plus-sized condoms by the bed in case He changed his mind. i had been preparing for Him to use me, but there was still part of me deep down that wasn't sure it was a good idea and was kind of hoping it would all fall through. its probably the part that had me vomiting the night before

but now i was filled with such an overwhelming desperate lust for him that i knew that nothing would stop me from submitting to this Man. i would beg for his Cock if i had to. i would beg for his Cum. i wanted nothing more than to be used in every single way that He had ever even mentioned to me.

i spent the next week furiously recleaning the entire apartment. scrubbing the<b> toilet. </font></b>rewashing the sheets and then sleeping on the couch all week so the bed would stay clean. i went out and bought brand new pillows.

i had been growing my fingernails longer and i went out and got red nail polish and i put it on to make sure i knew how. i had never worn nail polish before and it made me feel pretty. i also got eyeliner, mascara and several shades of lipstick which i tried out over the next few days.

i texted Him to confirm what time He was coming on saturday and He said he was surprised to hear from me. He thought i was trying to flake on him! i begged and pleaded with Him to believe that i was really sick and never had any attention of avoiding him.

i made a video on my phone of my pussy with a dildo sliding in and out of it and sent it to Him and that seemed to convince him. He resumed calling me 2 or 3 times a day just to hear me begging to please Him. He mentioned that he liked grapes so i got a bunch to place by the bedside and a case of his favorite soda in my refrigerator.

i remembered that the last time i was with a Man, the sex had been excruciatingly painful. and my new Dom's Cock was so much bigger. so i started training myself to make sure i would be able to take it. or at least take it for longer. each morning i got out my biggest butt plug and i pushed it slowly into me, then immediately pulled it back out, and then right back in until i could easily take a constant steady fucking motion. then i put on a porn video and fucked myself with the plug, matching the speed and rhythm of the Cock in the video stroke for stroke, so that i knew my ass pussy could handle a full length fuck session. then i would do it again each night before i went to bed. by the weekend i was hopeful that i would be able to take his very large cock without trouble. or at least take it for longer than i would have if i hadn't been training my pussy.

three days before, i started fasting again. but i made sure to at least hydrate a lot better. i douched myself out with warm water each night. and the night before i did hair removal on my whole body, being slightly less aggressive with my pussy hole this time.

when i woke up in the morning, i showered and douched again, and put on some perfume and most of my make up. i decided to wait on the lipstick till last, in case i needed a drink of water.

then i put on my lingerie, a garter belt and black stockings, and a lacy half corset that hid my little bit of tummy but left my nipples exposed. i decided to put some lipstick on my nipples too. i wore black jock strap style panties so that my ass pussy was completely exposed.

i still had a few things to do, but i was basically ready to go. i strutted around the apartment in my girly underwear, lighting candles and dimming the lights, while i waited for his call.

when it finally came, i was shocked to learn that, instead of calling me when He left the house, which would have given me one more hour to prepare for his arrival, He was right outside my gate!

i hurriedly slapped on some lipstick and jumped into my pants and a shirt so i could race outside to let Him in. so i was already frantic and out of breath when i first laid eyes on Him. He smiled and said "Hello" then he followed me into the building and down the hall and into my apartment and shut the door.


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