Absolute Gullibility Syndrome 03

Dear Diary,

FIRST!

Lol, 90's moment.

Alright, here it goes. Today's Rule is about keeping a diary. I'm on Rule #5. I'm supposed to write all the rules at the end of every diary entry, and it's already hard to keep them all straight.

I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't this! One's about that language thing we already talked about, fine.

[[[ 1) I will use proper language. I will never use personal pronouns, and I will refer to John as "Master" when speaking directly to him. When speaking with someone else, I will use his name instead, referring to myself as "John's cumslut" (or whatever noun).]]]

But one's about... making sure I keep a fake suppository in my ass at all times? Then one that explains why I'm writing this on a phone while I'm licking John's cock, and another one explains why I'm attaching so many selfies. God these pictures make me look like such a slut, but I do look hot with a cock in my mouth.

[Attached: Veronica, looking up in a classic selfie pose with her hand holding the camera, cock in mouth and cum dribbling from her lips.]

You know the first Rule already. I'm supposed to "use proper language." Basically, I can't ever say "me" or "my" or "I" or whatever. I asked if it's okay for these journals, and he said it's fine though. Anyway, after doing it for 5 days straight? It's getting... kinda weird. Sometimes, I do actually think of myself as John's pussy? Like, you know how if you try, you can think of yourself as a brain in a mech-suit-body? Like how your brain is the real "you"? Well, sometimes I find myself associating the "me" of me with my pussy, tits, or ass. So when I'm doing the dishes or whatever and John walks up behind me to chat and starts kneading my ass as he does? In terms of my identity... it can feel a little like it would if he were to rub my chin or face. Sometimes he speaks directly to my pussy as a joke, but it doesn't actually feel that weird?

[Attached: Short video of Veronica, facing away and spreading her ass cheeks before bending over and saying "hello." She tries to look silly, but she's a bit too hot and winds up looking sexy instead.]

Once when he did it, I just spread my ass so that he can get a better view of his... conversation partner? It started as a joke, but... I mean, I know it's all for show, but it's hard for me to not sorta sometimes think of myself as... well... John's pussy.

We decided to alternate between "survival" rules and "sex" rules, and I was really surprised to hear that John considered the language thing to be a survival rule. The next day was *supposed* to be a sex rule, until he noticed that I had... erm... slopped my pussy juice all over his couch, bed, dinner chair, and countertop. He had me run around and clean it up as well as I could (by licking it up, of course) and then said that instead of what he was going to do, he needed to fast-track a later rule instead. So I have to sit on the ground now, unless he calls me up or I decide to sit on someone's lap.

[[[ 2) I am not allowed to sit on any cloth seating unless invited to as part of a sexual (or even nonsexual) request. At John's place (and most places) this means I have to sit on the floor. If I prefer, I may also sit on someone's lap.]]]

I guess because dirty sluts like me don't get to sit in chairs, lol.

[Attached: a picture of Veronica, kneeling, looking forward with her eyes watching someone above. A classic submissive pose.]

It keeps me pretty much eye level with his cock all day, which really doesn't help the whole "constantly wet" thing. It's really hard not to respond when I'm kneeling in front of him and he looks down, puts a hand on my head, and says "Hm, looks like my pussy is getting a little wet. Is someone hungry?" - and then I see him slowly grow hard in front of my face, drawing a line of delicious precum across my cheek. God, his cock is fucking nice.

The third rule? Well, the suppository is fucking weird. It's my last and most important line of defense. I have a soft-ish suppository that I have to keep in my ass at all times. It's like very small rubber ball that lights up as soon as it's not under pressure. So when I poop, it comes out and starts flashing. Even if my memory is erased, it'll be hard *not* to look at it, and it says in giant letters on the outside "YOU FEEL LIKE YOU MUST OPEN THIS AND READ IT." So I have to fish it out and clean it off in the sink, then open it to get at the laminated note inside. The note is several pages long, and compels me to read the whole thing if I don't recognize what it is. It's a best attempt to wipe any programming that someone might give me - and then get me back to John. After I've read it, I have to always remember to put it back in my ass. It's not flawless, but it should sorta work. The main flaw is that I can have my ability to read taken away. We tried to use pictures as well, but who knows if those'll work after I've been turned into a raving cumbeast of a Gibbering Mouther by some hunter or another. Better than nothing, I guess.

[[[ 3) I will follow the rules printed on the suppository. As our final protection against kidnapping, I must always keep my suppository in my ass at all times. When I shit, you need to find it and put it back in *every* time, no matter what.]]]

The fourth Rule? The next sex rule? Lol. It's why I'm now writing this part by talking at my phone with a cock in my pussy.

[Attached: a short clip of Veronica, seated on top of John's hips, bouncing up and down while throwing a thumbs up and licking her lips.]

[[[ 4) If I see an unattended hard dick within 30 feet, I must at least slide it into one of my holes and keep it there until it's soft. If I see a wet pussy in the same range, I must lick it until its owner tells me they're done.]]]

Okay, okay - I've always been a bit of a slut and now I'm definitely becoming an even bigger one. But I *had* to do it! If I see a hard cock, this rule states that I have to squeeze it into one of my holes. I also have to lick any pussies I see. We're hoping to keep bystanders off-balance. If some nasty homeless guy on the bus sees me and starts jacking off, it's better if I walk over and quickly swallow some of his cum than it is to leave him to think up his own way of getting release. Get control by being the first to initiate, and use that control to throw people off their thought path and convince them not to kidnap me - then quickly disappear while they ride the afterglow. That's the strategy. John sure does like this rule! I sorta do too. So for example - I might be sitting in front of the couch, eye-level with his cock. I get a little wet, and he makes a joke of speaking to my pussy. Well, then he gets a hard-on, so I suck him off or fuck him or whatever. Sometimes I use my ass. Sometimes for longer sessions. I'll give him my phone to take a video for me to include in the journal.

[Attached: 3 hour long deepthroat video. The Return of the King, extended edition, plays in the background. Veronica finishes the movie drenched in sweat and cum from the effort, a smile on her face.]

Then I sit back between his legs, or kneel nearby while we watch TV or whatever. Then later he might see me suck some cum out of my hair, which makes him hard and just repeats the whole process (John's been taking half-doses of viagra to help me practice) Honestly, I kinda... love this rule? I spent a lot more time than I should have in my last life trying to get more dick. Now I have as much as I'll ever want.

Last, I had to make a digital journal on my phone.

[[[ 5) I will keep a digital journal - an incredibly thorough, robust journal. I will take video and pictures regularly of every major event (sexual and nonsexual) and attach them for my own future memory and for John's use.]]]

Every day, I need to describe every single significant thing that has happened (sexual or otherwise) in as much detail as I can. I need to include pictures and video as often as I can, though, so... honestly, this thing is just looking like a sex journal. Shorts snippets of my thoughts, punctuated by pictures of me massaging a cock. John tells me that this will serve as a kind of "memory backup" in case someone wiped me. John said he may steal take a few of the videos to share on that website? He seemed to watch my reaction a bit too carefully when he said that one. I... don't know how I feel about that. Being just another AGS slut, like the one who got gangbanged with all that whore sharpie writing on her?

Letting the whole world watch me lick cum out of my ass like that? I can't believe the thought fills me with equal parts nervousness, disgust, and... excitement.

Until next time - Sucks and Kisses,

John's Cumslut

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Training: Day 10

Dear Diary,

This week's fetish isn't going well.

[[[ 6) I must explore a new fetish once a week. After 2 months have passed, I may slow this down to once a month. After 2 years have passed, I may slow this down to once a year. This fetish doesn't need to be extreme, but it does need to at least make me slightly uncomfortable at first.]]]

See, I thought rimming would be an easy start. It makes me nervous, but it's not that bad. John's already done it to me, he has a bidet, I'm immune to disease - and it's kinda hot. Easy peasy. The problem is that I have to make sure I'm following ALL of the rules ALL the time. It's like some kinda fucked up charades. See, the issue is rule fucking 4. If I see a hard dick or a wet pussy within 30 feet, I have to stop to suck it or fuck it immediately. It can't be a damn handjob. I have to put it in a hole of some kind.

So with all of the fucking we've been doing, John's stamina has gotten better. He's getting hard a lot more often, no pills needed. Normally, that'd be great! I'm wet, he's hard. Lemme sit on your lap, daddy. Done and done. But now? I start rimming him, start trying to really get into it - you know? I'm exploring the textures, I'm trying random things to see how they feel, I'm slobbering all over his ass... and then he gets hard.

[Attached: A short clip of a naked Veronica licking John's asshole. His dick slowly hardens and she waves her hand as if to say "ya see?"]

So now I have to fuck him! But I'm trying to get into rimming! So I keep having to swap back and forth and back and forth. It's a damn cycle. Okay, okay - so I'm sorta getting into eating ass a little. I guess it's more of a sexy, delicious cycle. It does get in the way sometimes, like when I was rimming him in the kitchen while he was cooking us some food. He was doing something complicated in the kitchen, and couldn't back away too far from the counter at the time, so I had to get between the countertop and his hips. I ended up basically trapped in place by his cock.

This is sorta the main problem I'm starting to run into. A lot of these rules are giving John hard-ons. Some are clearly intended to give as many people an erection as possible. And then, because it's a rule, I have to stop to fuck it. I'm spending so much time with a dick swimming around my pussy! So, for example - You know how I've gotta contour my tits and ass with makeup?

[[[ 7) My appearance should scream sex at all times. I must always be naked, except when it's too cold outside. I will always wear slutty makeup with a slutty hairstyle. I will look online to learn how to apply slut-enhancement makeup to my tits, pussy, and ass, then apply it daily. I will keep everything below my hairline shaved daily as part of my routine. Any winter clothes should be given to John. Any summer clothes should be shredded. I will lube my ass in the morning, and relube it every lunch.

[Attached: A short before and after of a naked Veronica. While subtle, the shading effect from the makeup in the second photo makes her look much, much hotter and sluttier due to an accentuation of her curves. A small line of fluid can be seen leading to her asshole, which she is pointing to.]

That just leads to more time with a cock in my pussy.

You know how if I'm resting, I need to be posing in a sexy position?

[[[ 8) I must never be sitting in an unsexy way. I must establish the habit of standing, sitting, and speaking in a way that turns everyone on. I must pose, flirt, and tease constantly.]]]

[Attached: a video of Veronica watching TV, bent over on her knees, kneeling with her pussy visible behind her. She looks back at, seemingly, John, and wiggles her bare pussy while sticking her tongue into her cheek and winking.]

That just leads to more time with a cock in my pussy.

You know how I've got to make time to practice my new fetish for the week by rimming him for hours while he's gaming?

[Attached: A close-up short clip of what looks like simply a set of balls, dangling on top of a feminine chin, absolutely COVERED in phlegm and spit. Though the only movement shows the feminine chin moving the balls about as Veronica's unseen tongue goes to work on John's asshole with the occasional spit dripping down - the video itself lasts over an hour. The only sound other than the continual munching and licking is a loud fart half an hour in, and the sound of anal licking doesn't pause for a moment, even during. If anything, you can see the feminine chin lifting further, using the air to shove her tongue to new depths.]

That just leads to more time with a cock in my pussy.

Even just sitting on the floor is enough to do it sometimes. I'll look up at him, accidentally give him that "kneeling slut wanting dick" face. He took a picture to show me what he meant (I'll attach it below). But it made him stop to put a finger in my mouth then play with my tits a little... then he got hard.

[Attached: A simple photo of an incredibly attractive Veronica, taken from above as she kneels. Her tits defy gravity beneath her open mouth as she licks her lips and stares at a point a few feet below the camera, dick height.]

...That just lead to more time with a cock in my throat!

And I'm honestly starting to get just a little busy. Between how long I need to spend slutting myself up in the morning or doing my exercise routine to swallowing cum five or six times a day? I know it wont take long, but even this new anal and deepthroat training is adding to my schedule. I told John it felt like I was becoming a full-time-employed whore. He agreed! But more than that, he said that I needed to be ready to suck and fuck nearly every waking hour, since that's what I'm going to be doing way more often than not. It would be horrifying, if I weren't clearly being conditioned to fucking love the idea.

Still, though - it's so much work. Can't I just sit on his lap sometimes? Why do I have to stick my slutted-up tits out while I'm doing my morning kegel-squats? It's hard enough to do squats while I have a cucumber up my pussy. I also have to make sure my tits are pushed out so I look hot, and then when John inevitably gets hard watching I have to take a break between sets to squat on his dick instead.

[Attached: A short video of Veronica doing squats. It doesn't actually look like she's fucking, her motion is definitely one of squats. But she is also clearly fucking, John's dick entering her at the bottom of each squat. Her hips seem to automatically adjust to guide him in each time, as if by habit.]

Not that I don't love it. It's just... I don't know, hard. Erm. Difficult, I mean. John says it'll eventually become reflex. I hope so.

[[[ 9) I will exercise as part of a daily routine. A sports bra is allowed during exercise, but nothing else. All my exercises should be sexual in some way, be they squatting on a dick or running with a butt plug keeping some cum inside. I'll be creative about it! If needed I can look for pet exercises online. Also - I will always incorporate some novel exercise involving kegels, such as shoving half a cucumber into my pussy and holding it tight while I do squats.]]]

Adding deepthroat and anal training is going to be a lot to keep track of. Though I guess... I'm a little nervous to do it later today, honestly. My gag reflex is pretty tame these days, and anal is actually starting to get a little pleasant. But it seems like John is telling me to take the least pleasant parts of them both and do just that repeatedly? I think it's supposed to be this part:

[Attached: A video of a woman, not Veronica, taken from the internet. It shows a woman trying to force a cock into her throat, but being stopped by her throat barrier. She forces her way forward, with an almost visible pop.]

But... well, just doing that over and over. Ugh. This life is harder than I thought it'd be.

[[[ 10) Once a day I must either train my throat or my ass. To train my throat, I must suck John's cock or a dildo as deep as I can, then massage my throat barrier by repeatedly pushing in the last inch down my throat over and over. To train my ass, I need to lube up and slam my ass onto his dick or a dildo from all the way out to all the way in. I will repeat this for 10 minutes or until John cums, whichever is sooner.]]]

At least I'm cumming like ALL the time though? It's pretty nice.

Sucks and Kisses,

John's Holes

-

John's Log

I decided to keep a record of Veronica's training, to make sure we don't get off track. I've gotta say - I'm really having trouble making sure I act... right. Like, morally, I mean. Not because of any temptation, honestly. I've never been so sexually... satisfied. It's actually really taxing to stretch myself to do this much - I could stand a lot less, I'm not usually someone who thinks about sex all that much. But I need to make sure she's ready. This world... it is full of nothing but danger around every corner for her, unless she treads the fine line that others have found to be successful for their wives, mothers, sisters, friends, coworkers, or whatever. Most people aren't happy about it, but if you don't do it - your loved ones seem to just disappear, apparently. Definitely used, probably incredibly unhappy, maybe dead.

So the forums I'm on are half full of people giddy with the fun sexcapades, and half full of tearful husbands, pleading with the forum for any option other than fucking their daughter in the ass. It is such a a weird, weird world. There are just no legal protection of any kind, and none seem to be coming.

I know that Veronica would have probably stabbed me had she been on her right mind, given some of the stuff I've done. But... except for the first time (when she begged me to use her and I didn't know how to do it for her rather than to her), it really has all been for her benefit. Obviously, she believes me about that completely - but it's also really true. I can't help feeling kinda bad, though. I'm supposed to do something sexual to her pretty much every time I see her, and to stay filled to the gills with Viagra for the whole month. But it always feels exploitative, no matter what the internet says is needed.

I don't know. It's not the temptation. I just... I cannot tell you how wonderful it feels to have my cock sheathed in her throat nearly 24/7. And she's not only eager, she's *creative*. She'll do weird shit like have me cum in her hair, blow-dry it to dry and cook it into place a little, and then nibble and eat it out of her hair like some kind of snotty cum-eggs for the rest of the day. It was enough to inspire me to take a video. She's always attaching things to her journal, it only seemed fair I do a little of the same.

[Attached: A video of a mischievous looking Veronica, rubbing her hair along John's cock. The cum bubbling up starts to drip through the strands of her hair, matting it together in a sort of glue. Veronica thanks her Master for his gift, then walks off.]

Who even thinks of that? She's always been something of a genius, but now all of her genius is being put towards pushing her own boundaries as creatively as she can. It's just so fucking hot to see her go from being uncomfortable with something to being a depraved slut for it.