Send me the link
Watch it until it turns you on
Make yourself cum just a little on a piece of dry bread
Send me a photo of you eating it
Now you can take a little break
Clean up
But leave a trace of the writing
Get your supplies together
You may want to bring wine
But I will get you a bottle too
You'll need something to dull the pain
You have a 4 minute window to be tardy on the photos
Each time you're late beyond that is an extra time I'll fuck your ass
I am wet and shaking
So excited
To finally make you my whore
Be here at 9:00 exactly
Be scared
Be ready
--Jacqueline
At 12:00 she receives the first picture. She is somewhat surprised. She wasn't sure he would do all that she asked, but he has. And perfectly. Beneath the photo he has included a note – "Teach me". She plays with herself again as she looks at it. Begins to fantasize about their night.
Every two hours the photos arrive as she has asked. Sometimes he has done exactly as she wanted, but he sometimes makes small mistakes she reprimands and belittles him for. She is cruel, dismissive, crude. He is apologetic, obliging, vulnerable. All usual dynamics of their relationship has shifted. Roles have been traded. Power swapped.
Jacqueline sits in her living room as the clock moves to 9:00. A knock is heard at her door and she rises to answer. A black lace teddy cuts low as it cradles her small breasts. Straps extend down from it to connect with thigh high black fishnets. A pair of high black heels completes the ensemble. Her panties have been purposefully forgotten revealing a small tight ass. A bald pussy.
She opens the door and motions his in. His eyes drink her in, linger between her legs. "Can I....", he begins to say. "Shut up," she tells him, "Take off your clothes and do what I tell you." When he is naked she makes him kneel down on all fours. "You're no better than a little bitch so I'm going to treat you like one." She places a dog collar and leash around his neck. When he starts to beg to lick her pussy she slaps him hard across the face. His momentary flash of surprise is replaced by a kind of resolve. He is going to take whatever she gives him.
She takes a sip of wine from a glass and kneels down in front of him. Draws his mouth up to meet hers. She spits it into his mouth and then starts to run her tongue over his. She kisses him deep and then pushes him away. Her hands press his head down between her legs. "Eat my pussy baby." He eats her hungrily, hastily. Her wetness covers his mouth and she brings her own down over it again. Tastes her own excitement. Her own sweet scent.
She tortures him for hours. Forces him to crawl to the kitchen and drink wine from a dog dish. Writes derogatory statements all upon his chest and back, the word "whore" across his forehead. She forces him into a pair of her panties, paints his lips red and makes him shave every last hair off her pussy while she mocks him. She puts the nipple clamps on him and licks his ass before fingering him. If he complains he is hit. Slapped. Spanked. The belt let loose across his tender flesh. When his cock goes soft she mocks him. Decries his lack of manhood. His inability to bring her pleasure. She kneels on the kitchen floor and he must eat her ass. Lick her and tell her how good she tastes. Bang her pussy until she comes and lick up her juices.
She leads him into the bedroom and makes him kneel by the bed and beg to be allowed up. Beg to eat her out again. She ties him up. Teases his cock. Bites his nipples. He is red. He is raw. He is ready.
She opens up the strap on and he must put it on her. It slings low on her hips like a tool belt; the smaller of two black dildos in place. He reaches down and places a small silver bullet into a front slot. He turns it on and vibrations between to rub against her clit. He watches as she takes the lube. Pours some onto her hand. Glides it over the top and down like she does to his cock. She looks straight into his eyes: "Are you ready my little whore?", she asks. "C'mon and take it like the bitch that you are."
She turns him face down on the bed, ties his hands above his head and spreads his ass open. She takes her tongue and places it on his asshole. Moves it up and down. It and out.She feels him wince as she places the tip of the dildo on it. She laughs as his fingers tighten around the sheet and she begins to force her way in. She isn't gentle. Even when he bites down. Even when she pushes his head down into the mattress to lessen the sound of his cries. The small dildo gets swapped for the big one and now she spares him nothing. Deeper and deeper she dives into him. Her hands claw his back. Slap him. He begs her to stop but she rides him until she is covered in sweat. Rides him until she has had her fill and he can do nothing to stop her.
Tonight, he is her bitch.
Tonight, there is no choice but to follow the instructions.
