Dearest MASTER:
I know you will enjoy the following account from my evening. Itwas not planned, but simply happened to come about. I suppose itwas fate. I am beginning to think like a true slut-slave. Ihappened upon an opportunity to be nasty and seized it. I hope youenjoy this and are pleased with your slave's performance.
I had just gotten out of the shower and was putting lotion on whenthe phone rang. It was about 6:30, an unusual time for anyone tobe calling me on a Saturday evening. It startled me and I wentover to answer it; actually, I was hoping it would be you, myMASTER, but not really expecting it to be. I thought maybe agirlfriend.....
Anyway, I answered it on the second ring and said, "Hello?" Thereply was a male voice, one that I hadn't heard before, I thought. I only heard the tail end of the name he said and thought that hehad said my name. "Hello?" I said again.
"Gail?" he said.
"No, I think you have the wrong number," I answered.
"Oh, sorry."
"That's ok, bye," I said and hung up. After I did, I realized thatI could have made an excellent opportunity to do a "slavely" deedwith that call. I decided that if he called back, which is notunusual with a wrong number, that I would try to "lure him in". Asif on cue, two minutes later, the phone rang again. I knew itwould be him, and waited until the second ring again to answer. Itried to make my voice a little softer and sexier than before. "Hello?" I said.
"Gail?" he said.
"No, you have the wrong number," I said once again.
"Sorry. Did I just call there a minute ago?" he asked.
"Yes, but that's ok. I know I'm not who you're looking for, but ifyou've got a few minutes, I wouldn't mind talking to you," I saidas seductively as possible.
"What number is this?" he asked slowly.
"Well, if you don't remember, then I'm not going to tell you; atleast not right now. Let's see what happens first," I said.
He was quiet at first, probably trying to decide what to do. "Hey,are you still there?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm still here. What do you want to talk about?" hereplied.
"Well, I don't know. What are you doing? Are you alone?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm alone. I was just trying to reach a friend of mine," hesaid.
"Oh. Well, I'm sure she's a good friend, but does she like to havephone sex with you?" I had decided to go for it. If he hung up orgot offended, then he wasn't going to play in the first place. Ihad nothing to lose; besides, if he was "up" for this, then myaggressiveness would probably turn him on. I was right on thesecond account.
"Well, uh, why do you ask?" he said. He was playing with me now. I think I startled him at first, but now he was going to test me tosee if I was serious.
"Well, I know most women like to "be" with a man, but not many wantto be nasty with him. I like to be nasty. I like to talk to guysover the phone and get them off. Have you ever had an obscenephone call?" I said, rubbing my nipples.
"Nope, can't say that I have, really. So, you do this often?" hesaid.
"Every once in a while. When I get real horny or am feelingparticularly nasty and my MASTER isn't around to satisfy my needs,"I said, throwing in the part about my MASTER, just for the hell ofit to see what his reaction would be.
"Your....master? What the hell do you mean by that?" he said.
"Well, I don't want to go into it very deeply, but I have a MASTER. My lover is also my MASTER. I am his slave. I do whatever hewishes me to do. Either to him or for him. He makes me do somevery nasty things sometimes. In fact, he made me make my firstobscene phone call, but after that, I kinda picked up the habitmyself. He likes for me to tell him about my little adventures. But, if you don't want me to tell him about us, then I won't. (Iwas, of course, lying) Enough about that, I want to get you off,that is, if you want me to," I said.
"Yeah, sure. I don't have a whole lotta time, though. I'msupposed to call this girl that I was trying to get ahold of whenI got you. We're supposed to go out tonight. Why don't you tellme about what your master makes you do?" he said, obviouslycurious.
"Well, if you really want me to, I will, but I'd rather concentrateon you, especially since you don't have much time," I said.
"Well, what did you have in mind?" he asked.
"Oh, I thought maybe I'd talk dirty to you. Tell you how much Iloved sucking cocks and swallowing cum. Tell you how wet my pussyis and how hard my nipples are just from talking to you. How muchI would like to have your hard dick inside me, fucking me. Soundok to you?" I said, my voice soft and dripping with sex.
"Sounds real good so far," he said and I could tell he was not onlysmiling, but hard, too.
"Is your dick hard? I want it to be really hard. Take it out andstroke it for me, please?" I said.
"Yeah, it's hard. All I had to hear was how you like to give headand swallow and how wet your little pussy is. I like to eat pussy,do you like to 69?"
"Ummmm, yes! I love sucking on a hard cock while my little cuntgets eaten!" I squealed.
"Man, baby, you're pretty dirty, aren't you? Most girls don't talklike that. I think women hate the word "cunt"."
"Well, it depends on how it's used, but I like to say it when I'mhorny. It makes me feel even nastier, and I love feeling nasty."
"So, you and me, 69'ing, huh? Tell me how you'd lick me."
"Oh...I'd take your cock in my hand and stroke it slowly, all theway from the base to the head. Then, I'd take it in my mouth andsuck on just the head at first. I'd lick you and kiss you and evenbite you a little, just for fun. Then, I'd slowly lower my mouthdown your dick, swallowing it inch by inch and teasing the shaftwith my tongue. I can taste your pre-cum and lick you hungrily.Are you harder?" I said.
"Oh, yeah, baby, I'm REAL hard! I like the way you suck. In fact,it probably won't take too much more to make me come. Keep going,"he said. I could tell he was into it and his breathing was gettingharder and more ragged.
"Ok, sweetie. I start stroking and sucking at the same time, mymouth moving up and down on your dick. You taste really good, Ilove sucking your dick! I start squeezing your balls and biting upand down on your shaft. I can feel you pulsing in my hand. Areyou getting close?"
"Yeah....shit, I'm really gonna come..."
"Good! I'm rubbing my clit. It's so hard and wet! I wish youcould suck it and make me come, too. I'll try to make myself comewith you so we both can get off. My nipples are real hard, too,and my cunt is dripping wet. Lick it up for me."
"Oh, baby, yeah, I'll lick your little pussy. Suck my dick!"
"MMMMM, it tastes soooo good! I want it inside me! My head isbouncing up and down on your dick, licking, sucking and waiting foryour sweet cum to flood my mouth!"
"Oh, God! Here I come! Swallow my come, bitch!" He was groaningand gasping, and I could faintly hear him stroking his dick. I wassmiling, thinking about how much you'd love this and how much I'dlove to be sucking you.
"Yeah, baby, come down my throat! I'll swallow every drop! Oh,I'm gonna come too!" I was rubbing my clit and squeezing my titsfuriously. I did come, about two seconds after he let go. Imoaned and squealed and I'm quite sure he knew I wasn't faking it.
He was still gasping when I caught my breath. "Hey, honey, are youOk? I hope I didn't wear you out for your girlfriend."
"Yeah, I'm ok. Great, actually. I hope she's in the mood, 'causeI am definitely ready to fuck after that!" he saidenthusiastically.
"Lucky girl. I hope you get the right number this time, but if youdon't, then I guess I can get you off again," I teased him.
"Yeah, that reminds me, what did you say your number was?" heasked.
"I didn't......bye, sweetie!" I said and hung up quietly. Ithought that would leave him always wondering, unless, of course,he actually did call me again accidentally. I smiled to myself andwalked over to the VCR and put in the dirty movie I rented tonight. It's "Anal Analysis", I'll tell you how it was later. Hope youenjoyed this little unplanned escapade, I did. Talk to you later,I love you!!!! your slave
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