Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2003 13:19:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: pigbottom_28@yahoo.com
Subject: SERVICING HOT NEW MASTER Part II

 "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.

When I returned home I sent my new master a thank you e-mail;

"Sir: Thank you so much for allowing me the chance to service your hot cock
and your sexy feet.  I hope I can please again at your convenience.  You
are an amazing master, sir.  Thanks again, your boy."

The following morning I received a response. "Don't let another man fuck
you till I see you again, bitch.  I want your hole ripe and tight.  Keep
your cell phone on always.  I will call you sometime this week and I expect
you to answer your phone and report to immediately.  If you fail at this
simple task, you will prove yourself useless and I will be forced to use a
different boy. Also, you should shave all the hair off your body and take a
shower before you see me next.  You are a fucking ugly worthless piece of
shit boy.  I expect better from you next time."

I kept my cell on night and day for the next week.  When I was in the
shower, when I was asleep, at work, at my parent's house. I would tense up
when it would ring, hopeful that my master was summoning me, but ever
disappointed.  A week later my phone rang at 4 in the morning.  I woke up
on the fourth ring all groggy and a total mess, and immediately picked up
the phone.

"NOW bitch." And the phone clicked.

I jumped up, showered, cleaned out my pussy real fast and threw on some
sweats and a tank top.  I got in the first cab downstairs and told the
cabbie it was an emergency and he would have to get me downtown ASAP.  I
buzzed up probably around 15 minutes after the initial call, which I
thought was pretty good.  When I got upstairs the bag was on the door
again, so I put the blindfold on again and knocked on the door. The door
flew open and I was thrust into his dark apartment and thrown against a
wall. I fell and started to cry.  He said "bad little pussybitch.  I told
you to come NOW.  That was not soon enough. How should I punish you slut?

I kept crying.  He came over and kicked me in the head.  "You think I have
a problem with you crying you stupid whore.  If you cry that easy we ain't
gonna get along."

I stopped myself from crying but stayed on the ground.  "Open your mouth
bitch.  I've had to pee all night.  You be my toilet NOW!" I opened my
mouth wide and he gave me a healthy flow of piss.  Tasted like he had been
drinking beer for hours so it was totally delicious.  He must have caught
the smile on my face cause he said "stop smiling you stupid whore.  Its not
all gonna be nice like that tonight.  Think we are gonna have to test your
limits a little bitch.  Put your hands behind your back.  I did and he
cuffed me.  He led me into another room, which felt even darker.  He
strapped me up to a big bed and music started playing.  I think it was
"Massive Attack" and totally made me feel the mood.

I heard a lot of other noise in the room.  He said "I'm gonna start really
playing with my toys now fag. Now feel this!" He put something on my leg
and started rubbing me with it.  I had no idea what it was other than it
was made of wood and it was big.  He put it up to my nose and had me sniff
it.  He pried my mouth open with his hands and said "feel that big wooden
stick...try to figure out this is and where I'm gonna put it."  He kept
shoving this thing further and further down my throat.  He pulled it out
and lightly swapped my face with it.  I started realizing what this could
be.  Felt like wood and it seemed long and smelled funny; this was a
baseball bat.  With that realization I smiled again and I'm sure my dimples
looked pretty cute.

"Yep, you figured it out.  It's a baseball bat.  Not sure if I'm gonna fuck
you with it or just tease your asshole.  Not sure if you can take it you
sloppy little bitch.  Why don't you suck on my cock for a little while
whore."

I got to work on his big thick cock.  At first I felt like I was in control
cause he just let me suck it at my own pace, but once I got pretty deep he
totally took over.  He started grinding his cock as deep as it could go
into my throat.  I was choking a little which made him laugh.  When I would
choke he would spit on my face.  I'm sure I looked like a total pigslut and
the thought was very appealing.  I wished he would take some pictures so I
could see what a slut I looked like.  He fucked my throat way deep and
didn't let up for fifteen minutes. The whole time he had one hand on the
back of my head to support his face-fucking and another holding the
baseball bat down near my asshole.

As the head got more and more intense his buttplay with the bat got more
intense.  I think he must have put some lube on the end of the the bat
cause I felt it start to actually enter my hole.  I couldn't believe there
actually was a bat entering my hole.  I have had monster cocks and fists in
there, but I was totally becoming a fuckin total whorebag slut with a dirty
bat going up my shithole.

He took his cock out of my mouth and concentrated on working the bat in and
out of my hole.  It felt like he had around 7 or 8 inches in me, but it was
so wide I couldn't believe it.  I'm sure I was crying again.  This was an
amazing experience.

Suddenly he pulled the whole bat out of my hole and replaced it with a few
fingers. Maybe four, maybe five.  I really have no way of knowing.  He
really let me have it with his hand.  One hand was inside my ass and the
other was slapping my butt real hard.  He was basically beating me with
that other hand.  I think both hands may have been in fists at this point.
I was sure to be black and blue both inside and out.

He kept this up for quite some time and I was feeling awesome.  Time really
plays tricks on you when you don't have the use of your eyes or other
senses.  I had no idea this hot master had been using me, but eventually he
stopped and said "We're done here. Get out."

I was sad that he didn't cum this time, and couldn't believe that after two
sessions I still hadn't been fucked.  What did I have to do to make him
fuck me?  How was I gonna become his number one whore?  Would I ever get to
chance to see his face and his cock?  God, I was hungry for cock at that
point.  I guessed I would have to go out and find something to fill up my
hole.

This time he let me get dressed and as I was walking out the door, he
grabbed me and whispered in my ear "I bet you wanna get fucked.  Well, you
better keep that pussy nice and clean for me.  I can tell when another man
has been on my turf and you will not be in good shape if you let anyone
else fuck that hole.  That's my property and you better get used to it.  I
decide what goes in and out of your faggot hole slut.  Get out."

I left his apartment feeling vaguely satisfied but way hungry for more.  I
couldn't wait for my next session.

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