So Master’s been requesting that I find a woman and fulfill a fantasy of his for a while now and I just haven’t found the right situation.  I am uncomfortable with the idea because I’ve never been with a woman and well quite honestly, I want some special attention about the whole thing.  So, it came up again and again I let Master down and I was feeling really blue.  My sweet on-line Top came on and he teased and calmed me and had me doing nasty little favors in no time. He even talked me into answering an ad on craigslist for a couple.  (I feel ok about a couple but, I’m really nervous about a woman.  I fear rejection.)  But, he had to get off line early and I returned to feeling strange.

Then I had a little chat with my old friend who asked if I was online looking for a man.  I told him a vanilla version of my situation.  Married boyfriend in another state, open relationship can’t find someone cool here who is willing to share.  Honestly, I was kind of hoping he was going to volunteer but after he got the story out of me he said “keep shopping” L  and went off line soon after.

So, the next day I couldn’t reach Master and I couldn’t reach Top and I was really feeling strange.  A few weeks earlier, I had been poking around an online chat room and saw a Dom that was in my age group.  My Top keeps saying to find someone young and he’ll go on camera with you for your Master but, in chat rooms they just seem so dim.  (Judgmental I know)  So there I am lonely as hell at the laundry mat, wondering if it really is a good place to meet people.  The only people I’ve ever met is a man who wanted to see my dog fuck a sheep and an ex-con on parole that wanted me to get him stoned – but let me know it would take a good six hours because he gets really crazy on pot – yea nice.  So I log into my phone version of Yahoo and there’s that Dom from the chat room that I never had a chance to talk to.  I had added his user name a few weeks ago and we agreed we would get to know each other later.

I said Hi and tried to remind him who I was.  I’m sure he didn’t get it but he was interested.  I told him the BDSM version of my situation.  Owned slut, married Master in another state, would love to find someone who would work with him to train me and share video or web cam.  He told me he’d been in the lifestyle a long time and had a few sluts from online in person.  He had a symbian – huh?  He said many knew him in the chat rooms and I could check his reputation.  Like I would know who to ask.  He asked if he could make the drive that day and meet me to see if I was a good slut but, I insisted that he look at my pics first.  I was really feeling insecure believe me.  So, he called back and asked if I could do spontaneous.  Well hell that’s my middle name – yea I’d like to think so anyway.  So let me send a text to Master, tick, tick, tick, no answer, I guess its ok.

He brought beer and a big box of toys even a fuck machine.  I was nervous as hell.  I think I just wanted to get it over with so I could go back to my sulking.  He broke out his camera and tripod and I started to think of Master.  He had me take a few shots of tequila, my drink of choice, then strip down naked like a slut ought to be.  I hoped Master would enjoy the video.  He had me on all fours and bound my breasts, gave them a few slaps.  He wrote “ass licker” and “cum pig” on my body.  He explained that he liked to masturbate and that I would be helping by licking his ass and balls.  This seemed to go on for hours.  But, it didn’t, I just didn’t know what to expect.  I brought him beers and poured them in a glass.  I made him cum when he didn’t want to cum.  So, I wore a butt plug for a while.  Then he used my computer and went online and chatted with girls and broadcast me sucking on his ass as he stroked his cock.  I sucked his feet.  I brought his smokes.  Master sent a text asking if I was ok but I had turned the sound off my phone because of so many previous interruptions.  When I did see it, I typed my reply but was told to sit on the symbian and didn’t hit the send button properly.  I fumbled with the phone and my awkwardness was apparent.  I set the phone down in a hurry not realizing that I had not sent my message.

The symbian was fun but surprising.  I was a little too nervous to enjoy it fully.  I was told to pleasure my cat.  I was told share my stories of child abuse.  I was uncomfortable with this new Doms role play.  I told him so but he assured me it was just role play and not real life.

Then I got my first golden shower.  Since it was my first he decided to let me off without drinking it but boy oh boy did he have a bladder full.  I was turned on.  I felt like it was cum or something.  I knew it wasn’t.  I could smell that it wasn’t.  I could see that it wasn’t.  But this hot liquid streaming out of a hard cock all over my body was just erotic.  I would close my eyes and imagine cum then open them and see his penis tip spurting more and more urine on my tits and my belly, even on my legs and my pussy.  I wanted to cum.  It was warm almost hot.  He told me I was a filthy slut and to take a shower then rejoin him in my bed.

He was trying to decide whether to fuck me in the cunt or in the ass when I asked him to wear a condom.  I must protect Masters ass and cunt, I told him.  I was very proud that I was able to slide it on his cock with my mouth – a trick I saw in a movie once.  But, his boner didn’t last so he apparently decided to see if I could be fisted… Well no I can’t.  It hurt but just to the edge of my limit.  He eased off and started fucking me with those fingers and I came and came in buckets.  I heard my phone vibrate and thought it was my friend looking for company on his drive home from work.  I ignored it.

He talked to me about humiliation and decided that he would feed me his cum from a plate or make me lick it like a dog.  And this he did but, it was not humiliation for me since I love cum.  To have it on a plate mmm.  He said he would save all his cum for me and bring it over in little jars and have me swallow everything his balls produced.  He said he would make a plan with Master and have a script for next time.

He asked me to sit and talk on the couch with him.  I was reminded of the end of those video clips where the beat the shit out a girl and say was that fun and she says “oh yes” and nods her head like a naughty little slut.  I heard my phone vibrating again.

I picked up my phone and here it was 11:30 at night and Master had sent me several messages including the current one “I am worried”.  My heart dropped.  I couldn’t answer fast enough.  I knew I was being rude to this Dom, my guest but Master!  “I’m ok Sir”  “I’m saying good bye now.”

“Talk to me as soon as he leaves slut”

Oh poor Master.  What had I done.  Well I left Him out.  So, we got to chatting and sorted out our feelings.  I told him all the details.  He said he’d been holding back on me too much.  The next night…He asked me to meet Him in a chat room.

He offered me up.  He showed me off and let another Dom watch as I demonstrated my obedience.  He invited this Dom continue my use and training whenever he was in town.  I was shocked.  I was surprised.  I was amazed.  I had never watched Master acting like Master with anyone else.  I saw His strength.  I saw Him respected by the other Dom.  I was displayed.  I was objectified.  I was meat.  I obeyed and hoped beyond hope that I didn’t embarrass Master.  I performed almost everything I had learned in these past six months right there on the web cam for this man we did not know because Master said.  Then he and Master discussed the rules.  Everything Master had always promised was agreed.  He would be watching.  I would not be abused.  I could stop whenever I wanted.  Master would protect me always.

Today Master made a deal with the first Dom.  I am to wait for him this weekend with a blindfold over my eyes. He said I would begin my toilet training.

So, I still haven’t found that female for Master but, we’ve taken a big step this week.  The voices in my head are warning me.  Other voices are applauding me but they are small.  I was scared Master would leave me if I did these things.  Master was scared that he was pushing me to do things on the imagined threat that he would leave if I didn’t.  He told me this relationship is not a vanilla relationship.  This is different.  I am His slut and He will never get rid of me.  He loves that I’m His slut and I love that He’s my Master.