Date: Sun, 2 Mar 2003 11:11:37 -0800 (PST)
From: pigbottom_28@yahoo.com
Subject: SERVICING HOT NEW MASTER

 My instructions were simple.  I was to stand across the street from his
apartment at 8:00 and wait for his phone call.  I had to assume he could
see me from his window and he would determine whether I was worth using or
not.  This wasn't gonna be a problem; I'm a 24 year old blonde grad
student.  I am 5'8, 150lbs, a cute, slender guy with a nice body and an
adorable face.  Oh, yeah, and I'm an insatiable bottom boy.  There's
nothing I like better than getting fucked by a man.  I don't care who it is
or what else is going on the world so long as my boypussy is being pounded
by some serious manmeat.

 So, I was feeling pretty confident at 8:00 as I stood on a well-lit street
in downtown.  I looked good; tight blue jeans and a white t-shirt, per his
instructions.  I was gonna be meeting my master for the night very shortly
and I was damn excited.  We had met online a week ago and he was one of
these really dominant, hot guys with a real straight-guy hot-shit attitude.
He had sent me one picture of him, but it was just a shot of his eight-
inch thick gorgeous cock.  Part of the deal was that I was never to see his
face. He told me he was in his low 40's, had a great body and cock and I
would be very happy when he was done fucking me.  That was enough to get me
going.  Why does it matter what he looks like if he knows how to fuck.

 By about 8:15 I started getting a little tense.  Was this guy playing
games with me?  I wasn't used to being dicked around.  Well, I guess I was
literally, but not like this. I decided I would give him a few more
minutes.  After all, it was kinda fun standing on the street like this in
these super-tight jeans.  It was a pretty gay neighborhood and I kinda
looked like a whore.  It was nice to get all these appreciative stares and
come-ons from lots of hot guys.

 Finally my phone rang around 8:23.  I picked up the call and said "Hello."
There was a pause and finally a low, very male sexy voice said "Boy." I
replied "Yes sir." He continued "Boy, go across the street and take the
elevator up to 16G. You understand boy?"  "Yes sir." "When you arrive at
the apartment, boy, there will be a bag on the doorknob.  Open it up and
tie the blindfold around your eyes. When it is secure, you will knock
softly on the door three times. I don't wanna hear your faggot voice at
all, boy. Once you are in my apartment, you will keep quiet and do as you
are told until I am ready to release you. Got it boy?"

 "Yes, sir" I exclaimed.

 "Boy, you have any limits?"

 "Sir, I don't want to bleed or anything."

 "Understood boy...now get your pussy up here so I can use you up real
good."

 "Yes sir."  And with that, I started to make my way upstairs.  I was
pretty hard and glad I had to wait all this time.  Waiting around like that
just makes me more and more horny and desperate to please a hot top. When I
arrived at 16G, everything looked normal save the small plastic bag on the
knob.  I opened it up to find a nondescript black blindfold which I
immediately tied around my head.  I knocked on the door and stood there
waiting.  I heard the door open and was suddenly propelled forward into the
darkness of my new master's home.

 "Strip boy" my master commanded me. It was hard to get all my clothing off
without the use of my eyes, but I managed.  I took my shoes, socks and
jeans off, but my shirt was taking a little more effort. My master said
"hurry up slut if you want this cock," and slapped me across the face.  It
was a light slap but it still felt real good.  Reminded me I was a boy and
this was master.  I hoped there would be plenty more to come.

 I stood there naked with nothing on except the blindfold waiting for my
master's next command.  I knew nothing about this man except that I was his
possession to do with as he pleased.  All I could do was listen to his
breathing and await further instructions.  Suddenly my master began
slapping my face hard.  He slapt me around 5 times and told me I was a
little pussy bitch and I was gonna love taking care of his big dick.  Sir
continued to hit me and it was getting pretty hard.  I knew I would be red
by the time I was out of there, but it was worth it to be the object of
such lust.

 The man pushed me down and started kicking me.  He said "bitch crawl
forward. Yeah, bitch on your hands and knees. Keep moving faggot bitch." He
kicked me again, harder still.  This was feeling real good.  My head banged
against something hard. My master laughed and said "stupid faggot boy. Turn
around and lick my feet boy." I turned around and opened my mouth and
started licking.  I didn't know where my master's feet were but I figured I
would just keep my mouth open and my tongue wagging till I found something
to lick.  My master helped me out and little and shoved his foot forward
into my waiting mouth.  It was a clean sexy foot and it felt pretty big.
He shoved as much of his foot into my mouth and started fucking my mouth
with it.  Now, I'm a pretty amazing cocksucker but being fucked by a size
12 wide foot is another story completely.  I wasn't totally prepared for
that kind of assault and I guess I started gagging sooner than usual.  For
this I got slapped real hard across the face and a stream of something wet
started falling onto my face.  Lucky me!  I was being rewarded by my
master's piss nice and early in the evening.  Usually I have to work real
hard to get peed on, but this guy was ready to abuse me real quick. He was
peeing on my head and my face and a little into my mouth.  My master said
"Keep your mouth wide open bitch," so I did and he proceeded to fill my
mouth up with his delicious piss. When he was done relieving himself he
said "get back to work on my feet whore!"  This time he really let me lick
each toe and in between real good.  It's nice to be fucked by a big foot
but I also just like to lick it real clean and really service my man well.

 "Good job" my master tells me.  "Now you can start working on the cock,
little girl." I got myself up on my knees and took his cock in my mouth.
The pictures made it look nice and thick, but I guess the combination of my
disorientation from not seeing and the fact that it really was a big cock
was just too much for me.  I was amazed -- this was one hot cock and
wasn't gonna be happy till it was deep down my throat fucking away at my
whore mouth.  "Yeah deep throat that big cock, you little faggot slutgirl.
Keep sucking it.  You keep doing a good job like that I'm gonna be forced
to fuck your little tight pussy.  Yeah, bitch.  Keep suckin -- that's
nice, girlie. Ya, bitch -- good work.  Suck that cock."

 All this "girlie" and "pussy" talk was getting me all riled up.  I wanted
to please my new master real good.  I knew our first session wasn't gonna
last all night, and I wasn't sure he was gonna fuck me on the first date,
but this was really makin me hot.  I wanted him to cum in my mouth or at
least all over my face.  I thought about telling him, but was scared that
would anger him.  After all, I wasn't supposed to talk.  I considered this
for a few moments, while continuing to suck his mammoth eight-incher (it
has to be six inches wide as well).  My ultimate decision was - I gotta
tell this guy I want his load, no matter the consequences.

 So, I pulled his cock out and before I could say anything my master
punched me in the gut.  It hurt like hell, and I didn't know what to do.
My master said "Bitch, don't ever try to make a decision for me.  When I'm
ready to take your mouth off my cock, I will and until then you will serve
me.  Got it, bitch" And with that, he spit on my face, and slapped the spit
around.  He said open my mouth and spit again into my throat.  He said
"keep your slutmouth open whore" I did.  I kep't still for a minute.  I
could tell by the sound he was jerking off kinda furiously.  His cock was
near my mouth and every once in a while a dash of precum spilled out on to
my lips and my tongue.

 "NOW. Keep that slut mouth open.  I'm gonna bust a gut in your slutty
girlie mouth, whore. Yeah, yeah, I'm cumming, bitch.  Take my hot load you
fucking bitch." He shot around eight streams of my into my mouth and I
loved it to death.  When he was done, he kicked me a few times, grabbed me
by the neck, and threw me out his front door naked.  A few seconds later,
my clothing was thrown outside the door as well.  I couldn't wait to go
back for more.

Any feedback, feel free to contact me at pigbottom_28@yahoo.com.