Date: Mon, 13 Jun 2011 20:27:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jubal Shawhar <harshawjub@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jerry chapter 1

This story is fiction. The characters are adults in adult situations.
Warnings: The only person you can ever hope to truly know is yourself.
Trust no one; use condoms. If you are not of legal age or in a jurisdiction
in which this document is illegal, go way. This is my story. Please respect
the copyright. Harshawjub@yahoo.com

This is a true account of a phone conversation I had in response to a
Craigslist ad.

Looking for someone who knows he would like or thinks he would like to
taste a little rough play. Any or all of the following are on the menu;
CBT, W/S, spanking, bondage, a little humiliation. I use sounding and
electro stimulation. Your ass is mine... it ain't off limits. Your cock
size is not important, just so long as you have one. Bring your fantasies
and any toys you might like. If you prefer to avoid some of the foregoing,
that can be discussed.

All this takes place in the privacy of my home. Once you enter, I am in
charge. I am discreet. First email, then phoncon. If I decide we are to
meet (in a public place) and we are both amenable to a "get together", you
will know exactly what to expect. There will be no surprises.

I just need your stats and what you have experienced or think you want to
experience. A pic is your option. You won't get mine in any reply, so don't
ask. I stand six feet, two inches tall at two hundred and fifteen
pounds. Any more you need to know. . . ask. If by now you haven't quit
reading... email me. Put TBone in the subject line or your email will be
spammed.

Be height weight proportional and receptive to direction. Age is not a
factor. Prefer men my own age but will not reject younger (attitude is
almost everything). Married, single... any label you choose.

If you are a bottom looking to get laid, don't waste my time.


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Yeah, I know. One of the longest posts in the history of Men seeking Men.
It works for me, for a number of reasons. If you can't figure it out...
email me and I will school you.

Responses come in three categories... Ignore, consider lightly,
investigate.  Most fit in the second category. As you might expect I had a
lot of "fuck me now" invites. Some were hard to resist, but I was a man on
a mission.

I did this about two years ago and it got me handsome, hairy Jeff.  But
this is not about Dr. Jeff. This is about "Jerry"...

I found two that interested me. One was a true sub with wife issues. The
other was "Jerry". Jerry said he had two blowjobs from men. He read Craig's
List and when he found my post he felt compelled to respond. He had never
been a submissive... Didn't even know the word.

Why did I focus on Jerry? He may be just what he says, someone who needs to
be controlled. What more could I ask for? A guy to take through all the
steps. I get to teach him all the pleasures waiting in pain. I was
salivating... no slobbering. If this guy was for real, I was like a hog in
slop, or a kid at Christmas. Geez, I was getting hard just thinking about
it. The challenge it presented was to become much more daunting than I had
anticipated.


(Jerry's first email) I need to become a victim as I never was.I need to be
submissive and will be what you want me to be.  I'm 6'3" 200#x5yrs. Hope
you will e-mail me in the positive.

(my response)Tell me about your experiences. I don't need details. Also,
why you "need" this. I have received emails from all over... are you local?

(Jerry's second email) I am looking forward to you. I will be glad that you
will take over. Where in the XXXXX are you located? If I cry a little will
that be bad for you and me?

(me)I never exceed one's limits. Tears are fine. What is your sexual
history... men/women. Has pain or humiliation ever played a part in your
sexual expression.... in actual contact or fantasy? What do you visualize
and do to your self when you masturbate?


(Jerry) I am a retired health care professional who was always the one to
take over. I need to be taken over and do what someone like you would have
me do. I have never experienced this but I know I need it.

(me) I enjoy what I do to a man. They in turn, appreciate what I do to them
and for them. You are avoiding the questions. Without a clearer indication,
I am forced to assume you are using this contact as masturbatory fodder.
Unless you can be more forthcoming..., you are anonymous, I don't think I
can help you in matters that you seek.

(Jerry) I am not using masticatory fodder.I need what you will do to
me. Please!  My first experience was about 15 yrs ago and it involved my
receiving a blow job.When I would be with you,I would surrender to whatever
you would do.I'm married but we haven't had any sex in a long time. I can
make myself available most any time. Since I am new, what would I receive
from you first?

(Me) When you come in the door you will be in my living room. I will greet
you as a guest. Once inside you will undress without hesitation. You will
stand naked and exposed for my inspection. I will be clothed. I will touch
your skin and check for points of interest... nipples, balls, ass. I will
stand behind you and put my arms around you. The embrace is to reassure
you. I will mummer to you of your uselessness as a man. I will degrade you
and demean you, all in whispers. I will caress you nipples then pinch
them. I will move my hand down your chest to your cock. I feel it then move
on to your balls. Those I will test as I did your nipples. If you react
badly in either case. I will sit and you will be over my knee and I will
spank your ass like you were a little boy. As I spank your ass I will be
checking out you asshole. I will stroke it and see how it and you
respond. I may put a lubed finger in your ass. I may spank your ass
again. I will order you to your knees and make you suck my cock. I will
still be dressed. Once I am convinced you are........ This has happened
just this way. Any questions?

(Jerry) I have met two(not at same time) to get a bj. So I am really new. I
want you to take me over. I'll do what you say.  Normally, I have a couple
of emails to clarify my expectations and intent. A phone call and we set up
a meet at a nearby Micky Dees.

If the phone call raises no alarms and the meet is ok I have him follow me
to my house. Or set up a time for his house call. The guys I get usually
have some experience. Jeff, my last boy toy, had only been dominated by
women, never his wife. His ass opened up like worm hole. This hot,
handsome, hairy guy was an ass freak. His ass would suck in cock, fingers,
dildos and most of my hand (yes, I tried and it was so close... poppers
would have done it. I don't use them so it is hard to remember to pick them
up. Yes, I know it`s part and parcel of the status of Dom.) Jeff is back
"living the good life".

Jerry was like he had set out to fuck with my plans. His emails
were... Fucking flakey. He seemed nervous, scared and desperate all at the
same time. It was frustrating. I sent an email with a call no later than...

(Jerry's email) I'm sorry but I couldn't call as didn't have privacy. I do
need your taking over. When are you available again by phone?  Jerry

See what I mean? The guy was either the most ballsy of subs or completely
unaware of protocol. I prefer the former they tend to be much more
receptive once broken.

One of my son's called and wanted to stop by... usually means money. (yes,
I was married once)

I sent an email telling Jerry when he had left and for him to call. The
conversation went pretty much as follows. (I will spare you the tedium and
myself the embarrassment of listing all the emails.)

(me) Hello?

(Jerry) Hello, is this um, uh...?

(Me) Yes, Jerry, you have the right number. Where are you?

I'm at home.

Ok, are you alone?

No, my wife is at the neighbor's she will gone for a little bit."

Okay, Jerry why do you want to do this? You say you have never done this
before, right?

No, that's right this is all new to me.

Okay, do you understand what we will be happening?

Yes, I want this. I need you to take control of me.

Ok, Jerry have you ever seen any videos about domination or bondage or
submissives. (I had posted a pic of makemedoitsir off a porn video
site... He is my ideal slave. In the pic he is tied to a bed with spreader
bars in a most appealing position. No one could have any doubts as to what
I had in mind. He is a standard of perfection. Not so keen on his master's
attentiveness.

(Jerry) No, I have never... you mean like that picture on your ad?

(me) Yes, have you seen videos on the internet like that?

(Jerry) No, I wouldn't know how to find anything like that. I just know
that what your ad said is what I need. I need you to take control.

(Me) Ok, Jerry and I will where are you now?

(Jerry) I'm at home, I thought I told you?

(Me) Yes, you did now are you sure you alone?

(Jerry) Yes, I `m sure.

(Me) Ok, Jerry that's good. Now, here's a cliché, but what are you wearing?

(Jerry) I'm wearing a tee shirt and work out shorts and sneakers.

(Me) Jerry, are you on cell phone?

(Jerry) Right now?  Oh, yes, no, I'm on the home phone.

At this point, had I not heard the age and nervousness in his voice, I
would have asked his age or IQ. I have had phone sex before... This was
grueling. Like pulling hen's teeth.

(Me) Ok, Jerry which hand is holding the phone?

(Jerry) "Right now? Uh, my left." I still wasn't sure the IQ question was
out of line. If this guy ever had sex with anyone... it would have been
torture for somebody.

(Me) Ok, Jerry, is your tee shirt tucked in or outside your shorts?

(Jerry) outside.

(me) Good. Now Jerry, I want you to stick your right hand under your tee
shirt and lightly rub your fingertips across your left nipple and tell me
how that feels.

(Jerry) I am touching it. I can feel it.

(me) Yes, I know you can feel it. Tell me does if feel different when you
touch your nipple than the surrounding skin?

(Jerry) It feels, uh, good, I guess.

(Me) Ok, Jerry. That's good. Now I want you to take your thumb and
forefinger and pinch your nipple. That is what I would be doing if you were
here. I would be watching your eyes to see your pain.

(Jerry) I like that you will take control of me. I need that.

(Me) I am taking control of you. You will do what I tell you, when I tell
you. If I tell you to do something, you will do that until I tell you to
stop. Is that clear?

(Jerry) Yes, mm.." He wants to say sir. He feels it inside. He almost does
it. There is still resistance. I don't direct him to address me with any
title... yet.

(Me) Now Jerry, this is important. I want you to imagine me standing in
front of you. I want you to know the things I tell you to do are exactly
what I will be doing to you. Do you understand?

(Jerry) Yes, mmm. I'll do it, mmm.

(Me) Ok Jerry. You should still be pinching your nipple." There is
hesitation that tells me he is not.  Jerry, take your nipple between your
thumb and forefinger and tell me when you have a good grip.

(Jerry) Ok, I still have it.

(Me) ok, Jerry. Now I want you to squeeze the nipple. Pinch it hard. I will
be looking into your eyes. Pinch it harder. Harder. Jerry pinch it
harder. Now!

(Jerry) Uh, it's starting to hurt. Ouch, it hurts.

(Me) Jerry, this is what I do. I know you can take it. Don't let up. Don't
you let go. You hear me, Jerry? I would be looking in your eyes and know it
doesn't hurt enough. Now, pinch that nipple. Pull it away from your chest."

(Jerry) Mmm.. Yes. It's really hurting, now. Mmmm"

(Me) Hurting is good. Jerry, you need this.

(Jerry) I do need this... it hurts.

(Me) Ok Jerry, let go of the nipple." I hear a small sigh as he releases
the nipple. "Jerry, take your hand out from under the tee shirt. Now,
lightly rub your fingertips across the nipple outside the tee shirt. Tell
me what you feel.

(Jerry) It's tender. It hurts to touch it.

(Me) Good boy! That's how it's supposed to feel. It reminds you I am
there. It reminds you, I'm in control. Now Jerry, pull your shorts down
below your cock and balls. Do you trim or shave your pubic hair?

(Jerry) No, I never have, should I?" After a moment. "There down, my
shorts. You told me to take them down. There down." There is an undertone
of eagerness in his voice. I think he is trying not to let it show.

(Me) Of course they are down. I told you to pull them down and you are to
do what I tell you. If there is any hesitation I will spank your ass Is
that clear?

(Jerry) "Yes sir..." He has progressed without much effort.

(Me) Jerry, I want you to understand that I don't put up with any argument
or hesitation. Do you understand?

(Jerry) Yes sir. I need this. I need you to control me.

(Me) Good boy. Now Jerry I want you to take your right hand and spank your
ass. Do it. Do it NOW! I feel and hear the shift in my own voice. Nice guy
is gone. Now the fun begins. I hear the distant sound of flesh on
flesh. "Jerry, don't be a pussy. When you hit like a little girl, I can
hear it. I said spank that ass and I mean for real. Now let me hear
it. Smack harder! Let me hear you need my control. Smack that ass Jerry!" I
hear the unsteady yet sharp sounds of flesh on flesh. He is doing it. Each
smack brings a little involuntary sound from his lips. "Keep smacking that
ass until I tell you to stop." I listen and can now hear the pain in his
voice through the little sounds he makes. "Ok Jerry, Stop." I wait for
silence and give him a chance to appreciate the stinging his ass is
feeling. "Jerry, I want you to cradle the phone between your chin and
shoulder." I hear a muffled shifting sound as he moves the phone.

(Jerry) That stings, it hurts. Wow!" I hear a deep sigh as he adjusts to
the sensations.

(Me) Jerry, I know it stings. It's supposed to. Now Jerry, I want you to
touch your dick. Play with it. Is it cut or uncut?  (Jerry) Uncut. There is
a question in his voice that I don't detect. I was getting excited. Must be
more careful.

(Me) Jerry, take the foreskin between your thumb and forefinger and stretch
it, pull on it."

(Jerry) I don't have any foreskin. I was circumcised."

(Me) I understand the questioning in his voice now. I must be more
attentive. "Jerry, play with your dick. Stroke it like you are jacking
off." A moment then, "How does that feel?"

(Jerry) Feels like I could cum. If I keep doing this I will come.

(Me) Ok Jerry, let go of your dick, you can't cum right now. You only cum
when I tell you to. Is that clear?"

(Jerry) Yes sir.

(Me) Jerry, describe your balls and ball sack."

(Jerry) What do you mean?

(Me) Do they hang low or up tight against your dick?

(Jerry) I guess they hang? He seems unsure.

(Me) Jerry, I want you to take your left hand and wrap it around your ball
sack, between your balls and your dick. Can you do that?

(Jerry) Yes. I have it like that now. What should I do?

(Me) Without putting pressure on your balls, I want you to pull your sack
up and away from your body. You should feel this all around your groin, I
don't want you to hurt your balls. If you do this right there is no pain in
your balls."

(Jerry) Yes sir, it only feels like I'm stretching the skin. My balls don't
hurt." These is a wonder in his voice, that he can do this and not feel
pain.

(Me) Jerry, I want you to take your right hand and spank your ass again."

(Jerry) Ok." I hear the sharp smacking sounds. He has remembered the angle
and fell into the rhythm right away. I listen for less than a minute. I
look down and realize my cock is hard and precum has soaked through my
shorts.

(Me) Jerry, stop smacking your ass. How does it feel?

(Jerry) It stings and so does my hand. It hurts.

(Me) Jerry, you should still have your balls in your left hand. I want you
to take your right hand and gently caress you red ass. Be good to your
ass. Feel the heat and feel how the pain flairs and fades as you rub your
ass. Be good to your ass." Then a pause. "Jerry, I want you to shift your
left hand so it is cupping you balls. Tell me when you have them in hand."

(Jerry) Ok, I have them in my hand.

(Me) Good boy. Jerry I want you to keep rubbing your ass and focus on how
good that feels. When I tell you to I want you to squeeze your balls. Wait
until I tell you to. Jerry, is your ass feeling good?

(Jerry) Oh yes, it feels better.

(Me) Ok, Jerry keep rubbing your ass and think about how good it
feels. Jerry when I say squeeze, I want you to squeeze your balls hard. Rub
your ass Jerry. Squeeze your balls Jerry. Know that I am rubbing your ass
and squeezing your balls, at the same time." I hear a sudden "Oomph" as the
pain forces him to catch his breath. "Jerry keep rubbing your ass. Feel how
good it can feel. Now squeeze those balls. Remember I'm doing this to
you. I am not a pussy. Now squeeze those balls like a real man would. Keep
rubbing your ass. Squeeze harder Jerry." I hear the pain in his voice
escalate. "Jerry, don't stop squeezing, You hear me? Don't you dare stop or
I will spank that ass until both cheeks are cherry red. Jerry, stop rubbing
your ass and play with your dick. Hold your balls keep the pressure on your
balls and play with your dick."

(Jerry) It hurts. My balls hurt.

(Me) Jerry, it is supposed to hurt. That lets you know I am in charge. You
would never hurt yourself like that. This is me doing this to you. You are
a worthless slut. Letting a man do this to you. Play with your dick while
you squeeze your balls. Say it Jerry. Say, `I am a worthless slut."

(Jerry) In a conversational tone, " I am a worthless slut".

(Me) Want me to spank that ass some more. Say it, BITCH!" Say it like you
mean it. Say it like it's the truth. Tell me. tell your Daddy. Say it boy!
Now!" Even as my voice gets progressively louder he is telling me.

By the time I am silent he is almost shouting, "I am a worthless slut!"

(Me) Jerry, how does your dick feel?

(Jerry) It feels like I could shoot. It feels good.

(Me) Ok Jerry, let go of your balls and let go of you dick. I hear relief
and disappointment in his sigh. Jerry I want you to take both hands and
keep them outside your shirt and pinch both nipples. You know how to
now. Pinch them hard. Feel how your cock likes it. Pull your nipples
Jerry. Pull them away from your chest. Twist them Jerry. Make them hurt
like you know I would. Pinch them harder. I mumble so he can hear, "You
worthless piece of shit". Then louder, "Twist them Jerry. Don't make me
spank that ass again. Pinch them harder, PUSSY! Do it or I'll spank that
ass so hard you won't sit down for a week." I hear him moan and I know we
together I would see the pain on his face. I would make him look me in the
eye and I would twist harder. "Jerry, I am watching you and I know you can
do this. Pinch them harder, NOW! Pinch them until you want to beg me to
stop. Beg me Jerry and I'll stop. Beg me BITCH! Don't stop. Keep pulling
and twisting. Beg me BITCH! Make hurt until you can't stand it. Make it
hurt until you have to beg."

(Jerry) It hurts. I want to stop. I have to stop.

(Me) In a conversational yet threatening tone, " No slut, it doesn't work
like that. You have to beg. You have to want to stop. You are not pinching
and twisting hard enough." Now louder, "Hurt those nipples. It's me doing
it! Not You, you pussy! Now hurt those nipples like I will. Make them hurt
until you have to beg."


(Jerry) Gasping for breath, "Yes sir. It hurts so bad. I want to stop. I
have to stop."




(Me) I know he is not hurting enough. He wants it to stop, but not
really. "Look at your dick boy. Is it still hard?"

(Jerry) Yes, but it hurts. I want to stop. Please let me stop. I have to
stop. Oh god, please stop."

(Me) I heard you bitch. You think I stop at the first whimper. Don't you
let go. Don't you stop. I want to hear you really beg. NOW BEG BITCH!"

(Jerry) Oh, PLEASE stop it. I can't stand it. PLEASE!"

(Me) Whose in charge? Who is doing this to you?

(Jerry) You are Please stop, please." His voice fades into whimpering. He
is afraid. Afraid the pain will never stop... also he is afraid it will
stop. He needs it to stop and yet he needs it. His brain is fucked up good
now.

(Me) Ok slut, let go the nipples." I hear him gulp, both to take in air and
take in the shock of what he has allowed to happen to his body, to
him. "Look at your dick. Is it hard?"

(Jerry) Yes, it's hard and leaking". His breath is almost normal now.

(Me) Play with your dick, Jerry. Be good to your dick.

(Jerry) Ok, yeah. Feels good. I'm close to cumming."

(Me) Don't you dare cum, Bitch. I decide when you cum. Tell me when you're
about to cum. You can get close but stop when I tell you to or we will not
play together. You hear me?"

(Jerry) Yes sir, I had to stop, I was too close."

(Me) Jerry, take your right hand and using your thumb and forefinger
squeeze the head of your dick."

(Jerry) Ok, I'm squeezing it. It feels ok. Not much feeling really.  (Me)
Not like that you worthless piece of shit. Do it like I do it. Squeeze it
like a man, you pussy. NOW SQUEEZE IT!  Twist it between the thumb and
forefinger. Get some feeling into it. Now squeeze it." I can hear his
breathing becoming more excited once again.

(Jerry) Now it... ouch. Now it hurts. Ouch!"

(Me) Ok Jerry, let go of your dick and look at it. Tell me what you see. Is
it hard or soft?"

(Jerry) It's, it's going soft."

(Me) Ok, Jerry. I want you to stick all four fingers of your right hand
into your mouth and talk to me.

(Jerry) Ok, there in my mouth." His voice is not muffled but his words are
slightly garbled.

(Me) "Ok, Jerry, I want you to really stick them as far back in your mouth
as you can. I want you to touch the back of your throat and I want to hear
your gag reflex. This is how it will be when I make you suck my cock. Keep
talking to me while you do this." I can here him mumbling and then hear him
gagging. He is trying to talk and when he gags his voice is sharply
interrupted. He is doing as I said. "Ok Jerry, good boy. Now, once more let
me hear you gag on my cock." Again, quicker now I hear him gag. "Ok Jerry,
you can stop. Take your wet fingers and play with your dick."

(Jerry) Ok, it's getting hard again. I am close to cumming.

(Me) Slow down. Stroke it nice an slow. Back away from cumming. Jerry, I
want you to take your balls in your left hand.

(Jerry) Ok, it feels good. Real good.

(Me) Jerry, let go of your balls and let go of your dick."

(Jerry) Ok." I can hear the disappointment in his voice. Good.

(Me) Jerry, I want you to take both hand and gently rub both nipples. Out
side your tee shirt. Tell me how that feels.

(Jerry) Feels good. I never knew... feels go good.

(Me) Jerry, I want you to stick your fingers in your mouth again. You know
how to do it. Let me hear you."  I hear him gagging and my cock throbs. I
look down and see the precum spot is noticeably larger. "Jerry, I want you
to take your balls in your left hand and move them around inside your
sack. Be good to your balls. Now take your spit slicked fingers and stroke
your dick. Be good to your dick. Don't cum. Let me know when your close.

(Jerry) I'm close. God it feels so good.

(Me) Jerry, keep stroking your dick and squeeze your balls. Keep stroking
and squeezing. When I tell you to I want you to squeeze real hard on your
balls. You understand?" I can sense the anticipation of pain he is
experiencing. When will it come?

(Jerry) I'm close. Can I cum? Please let me Cum. Please!

(Me) Stroke it faster. Make it feel good.

(Jerry) Oh year, can I cum? Please let me cum." His voice is desperate now.

(Me) Ok Jerry, stroke it faster now. You can cum. Squeeze your balls NOW!
Squeeze them hard and cum for me Jerry. Cum NOW! There is a battle between
his pain and ecstasy. I can hear it in his moans as they join forces.

(Jerry) Oh god.. Oh god.. Ooooohh Godddd! I'm cumming. Oh god. Oh god." He
is spent. His voice is cleaner now. As he gulps for air, "I came. It's
never... It was great. Oh my word. I never."

(Me) Keep stroking. Keep squeezing those balls. I didn't tell you to stop
yet.

(Jerry) Yes sir, please may I stop it's getting sensitive and it
hurts. Please may I stop?"

(Me) Yes, drop you dick and balls. Tell me Jerry is there cum on your hand?

(Jerry) Yes sir, it's all over my hand there was a lot.

(Me) Jerry, put your fingers in your mouth again just like my cock. Let me
hear you gag. Just because you came doesn't mean I did. Now suck Daddy's
cock, boy." I hear the gag reflex twice before I stop him. "Jerry, clean
the cum off your hand. Suck on those fingers. Get them clean and shiny. Let
me know when you are done."

(Jerry) All of it is gone, sir. That was fantastic. I never..." I cut him
off.

(Me) Jerry, we're not through until I say we are. Now take your right hand
and mild out any remaining cum. Tell me when you're done. Tell me when it's
all on your fingers.

(Jerry) There is not much there, but I got it all.

(Me) Good boy, now stick your tongue out as far as it will go and let it
hang there. Talk to me I want to hear your tongue hanging out.

(Jerry) Yeth thir, ith outh.

(Me) Ok, keep it there. I want to see cum, my cum on your tongue. I wait
through a slow twenty count. Ok, boy you can swallow now. What are you
supposed to say when someone does something like this for you?

(Jerry) Thank you, sir. That was great. I need you to control me. I want
you to control me. We have to get together soon."

(Me) You think because I let you cum it's over? We're not done yet. Now
take both hands and play with those nipples outside the shirt. I want you
to take them like before and twist them and pull them away from your
chest. Make them hurt. You came and I didn't. You only thought of yourself
you selfish bitch. Now twist those nipples." There is no lust covering the
grimaced groans, only pain. I am silent for a ten count. "Ok, boy. Let go
now."

(Jerry) Oh, thank you sir. For everything, I need you to control me."

The rest of the conversation was directed at ensuring he was indeed
interested. He was.

Like I said, it may not be hot... but it's true. I am interested in
comments and if you want to know how it went we got together and how the
riding crop came into play. J. H.