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Abbie Cummmms – a real time BDSM Library Journal (Part 5)
Goat Boy has Mercy
May 11, 2008
How Was Vegas??
Hey Slut Bunny,
How was your trip? I Goggled Riverside and for some places where we can have dinner on the 15th. Check them out and send me a reply. I've got a couple more installments will send them later.
J####
May 13, 2008
Second Attempt
Slut Bunny,
Too busy for email reply or getting cold feet????
Unless I hear from you, I'll call and probably end up leaving a message tomorrow night around 10:00pm.
J#####
May 15, 2008 7:48 am
Now You’re in Trouble
Slut Bunny,
Check out BDSM Library... the first two parts of Abbie Cummms are up. How do you want that story to end??
At least you'll have to respond to answer that question.
J
May 15,2008 1:21 pm
RE: Now You’re in Trouble
J,
How are You? First of all let me tell You that i had gotten a really bad virus on my computer and i just got it back today, i have just read Your e-mails and im very sorry that You are pissed, i really cant blame You, it looks like i’m jerking You around and im not trying to. If You would still like to go out to lunch today out here in victorville then please give me a call, You said You were going to call but i dont know if that was going to be tonight or not... i havent gotten a voice mail yet so im hoping its tonight. Anyway i am truely sorry! And if You still want to talk then i would love to tell You about vegas :)
~Slut Bunny
May 15,2008 3:51 pm
RE: Now You’re in Trouble
Slut Bunny,
Good to hear from you - I'm glad to see your interest hasn't faded. Unfortunately, I have to go to work in Irvine tomorrow, so if we're going to get together, it looks like we'll have to wait until the weekend. I called when I got this email and I'm at the loft.
Call me anytime tonight. The number is XXX XXX-2938.
Looking forward to hearing about all the naughty things you did in Vegas and smacking your butt,
J
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Abbie’s First Time Fantasy (cont.):
I’m totally crazy about this Slut Puppy with half my beer bottle up her ass begging for dog dick! In a few short hours you’ve far and away exceeded my expectations for your potential as a depraved slut! Your fingers have crept into your pussy and when you come and smack your swollen clit, a fine mist of cum sprays from the impact. It’s very, very hot! “My, my, my,” I wonder, “I can’t wait to hear what happens next. Come on up here. Let’s take a little break and give you a chance to catch your breath.”
You slap your clit one more time and with a lazy laugh lean forward to push yourself up from the floor. The beer bottle begins to slip out of your asshole and I reach down to catch it. You crawl up over my legs with your pink bottom over my lap. I pull some ice from the bucket, gently touch your hot wet pussy, and then slide the melting cubes over your big butt. You are a happy camper and the expression on your face is a delight. With your eyes closed and your neck arched high, you chew on your lower lip. With a long slow twist I pull the bottle out of your ass and slip what’s left of the ice into your gaping hole. “Hmmmm,” you moan. “That’s wonderful. More please!”
“Greedy slut,” I chuckle, but with a light slap to your ass I insert another handful of ice up your wriggling butt. “More, more, more please,” you beg. I tell you to reach back and spread your cheeks and use the bottle to open your shit hole, then I carefully tilt the square plastic bucket and pour the melt water into your ass. You strain, and squeal and giggle…and when I slip the beer bottle back into your shit hole, you release your grip and smack your butt cheeks. I reach under your tits and lift you from my lap, “Silly Slut Bunny, come here. I want to torture your nipples.”
When you’re up sitting on your thighs over my legs with your bottom in my hand, I tell you to go into my bag and find another set of clip and bells and you come up with a set of flat clamps and small Thai temple bells attached by a stainless steel chain with a half inch chrome steel ring in the center. “Are you sure you want to try those on for size,” I ask. Holding them up to your nipples you wiggle your shoulders and say, “Why not? They look like fun.”
I give the bottle a little twist and answer, “Well you see those little holes in the middle of the clamps. Those are there so we can stick needles through your nipples and pin them in place.”
You look at the clamps, look down at you nipples, and ask, “Why is there a ring in the middle of the chain?”
“To make sure that the force is evenly distributed when I pull the chain,” is my reply, “We don’t want to accidentally rip open your nipple. There’s a sweet little stretchy cord in the bag so we can attach the clamps on your tits to those clips on your cunt.”
You lean over to look into the bag and I give the bottle another little pump and twist. You groan and, giggle, and wiggle your butt to get more of the bottle up your asshole. “It’s the spool of yellow cord,” I coach… you find it, pull it out and give it a little stretch. “What do the needles look like?”
I unsnap a pocket on the bag and pull out a tiny plastic prescription bottle containing a dozen thick commercial sewing machine needles, “These are used to stitch leather – very strong and very sharp. The little plastic beads cover the points so you don’t scratch yourself.”
“You’ve done this before?”
I smile, “A few times – I had a bisexual subbie neighbor a few years back. On Sunday afternoons her closeted lover visited her Catholic parents. She’d get drunk and horny on Bloody Marys over brunch, and drop by for some quick revenge NSA sex. Then she’d go confess to her lover for some hot payback. She loved these little guys.”
You smile and holding your right breast, close the flat clamp over your nipple. Under my direction you cut a ten-foot length of yellow stretch cord, bind your tits, and loop the cord through the steel ring down through the bells and clip on your pussy up through your ass cheeks and with a bit my help, tie it off around your waist. I adjust the knots so there’s a nice stretch and tension and the clamp on your left nipple slips off. There’s a quick rush of tingling pain and as you return the clamp to your nipple I retrieve a small bottle of spray-on wound antiseptic from the pocket on the bag and open the bottle of needles and beads. I cap one needle with a cylindrical black bead hold it up and spray it with the antiseptic. I hand it to you and then spray the clamp and nipple on your right tit. It’s freezing and you gasp and giggle. “Well girl,” I say, “Now you get to choose – do you want to do it or do you want me to do it?”
You nervously reply, “I’m afraid I’ll screw it up. You do it.”
I take the needle from your fingers, line it up over the small hole in top of the clamp, and with a quick jab, it pierces your nipple with virtually no pain. You’re surprised and after I push another bead over the needlepoint, I give your nipple another quick spritz. Handing another capped needle, I give it a spray and then spray your left nipple. “Go on girl. It’s your turn.”
You touch the point to the pink flesh in the hole in the clamp and hesitate. “Just give it a quick push straight down through the clamp. The hole in the lower jaw is bigger than the one you’re looking at. You can’t miss.”
You make your move and with no pain, the needle slips through your nipple. I seat the bead on the point and give the stretch cord a little tug. You whimper and beg, but I keep pulling until I got you up on your feet. “Put on your robe and keep that bottle up your sweet little pooper. We’re going for walkies and then we’ll put the towels in the dryer.”
When you’re back in your short silk robe and sandals I pick up the taped bundle of very thin whippy willow switches, take your leash and with the muffled music of bells beneath thin silk, I lead you back out to the alley. Five minutes later painfully squatting next to the dumpster, with one hand behind you to keep that beer bottle in your shit hole, you wait for permission to pee. The stretch cord pulls on your claps and clips and the switches lightly tap the wet tender pink flesh of your swollen pussy and clit. A cool breeze makes the silk flutter around your legs. I’ve been slowly increasing the tempo and my casual swing with the switches, “You like this, don’t you? Is it better than rough sex in the back seat at the beach?”
You’re so insanely wet you can barely hear me, “Ooooh yesss, please sir may this Puppy Slut come?”
I laugh, “You can come any time you want, but you can’t piss until I give you permission – by the way how many extra smacks are you going to get?”
Losing count is the last thing on your mind… Oh shit!… you have no idea, so in a desperate effort to cover you gasp, “Double!”
The switches bounce on your clit and whip over your wide-open swollen labia. I laugh again and say, “That sounds a bit harsh, even from me, but if you insist that makes six hundred. I guess we’ll have to save some for tomorrow morning. Now tell me about cute little Kelly and the School Teacher and that big pink dripping dog dick.”
Oh my god!… you’re coming and you’ve completely forgotten where you are in your story. Worse, a short squirt of piss splashes onto the dusty asphalt between your legs. “Damn, girl, what are you doing? Did I give you permission?”
You’re brain and body are rattling through a turmoil of sensations and emotions. You’re very nervous, almost scared, about squatting this alley… your pussy’s dripping… you’ve got a beer bottle up your asshole, which is filled with cold water… your nipples are clamped and pierced and all those bells are making you crazy… How can you remember that damned story? Then it comes back and you look up with your cute Puppy Slut clown face, pull the top of your robe open to reveal your swollen purple tits and sniffle, “I’m sorry, it just came out. Please forgive me.”
I shake my head and chuckle, “Oh Baby Girl, you are priceless. Oh shit, I forgot the camera,” I hand you the folding knife, “Stay right here, I’ll be back in a minute.”
This is an altogether other level of obedience. I’ve left you alone in the middle of the night, nearly naked in a dirty alley with a knife. In your mind you know that’s it’s very unlikely that anyone will come along and if anyone drives by they probably won’t be able to see you squatting next to a filthy dumpster – but you can’t help but worry that this may be some kind of test… but I told you that I didn’t play games – that anything we did required mutual consent. You hear footsteps coming down the side of the building and you’re sooo relieved when I turn the corner with the camera. “Sorry Baby, my bad. Now look up here and tell me your nasty story.”
You are so relieved that I came back so quickly and so happy that you’ve pleased me. Slut Bunny/Puppy Slut has become a Baby Girl and you love being all of them. You smile and continue your Puppy Slut fantasy:
“I’m on the table begging for hot doggie cum up my ass and cute Kelly is begging to lick that cum out of my ass. The School Teacher laughs and unties our leashes. She tells Kelly to roll over on her back and pull her knees back over her shoulders so her legs are wide open and her cute little ass is up in the air. She makes me squat on Kelly’s face so we’re in this extremely sixty-nine position – then she pulls the enema nozzles out of our shit holes and makes us lick pussy and ass.
“She’s walking around the table smacking our butts with the hoses and teasing us. ‘Come on girls. You know you’re going to do it. You can’t hold that shit all night, so you might as well let go…’
“It’s so embarrassing I’m blushing bright red. Kelly’s giggling and teasing my asshole with the tip of her tongue. I lick her pussy and cute pink shit hole when a little squirt of soapy water bubbles out. The Teacher whips my bottom and I can feel the enema dribbling down the inside of my legs. Kelly’s licking it up and keeps teasing me with her tongue. The Teacher pinches and twists my nipple, ‘…Come on Slut Puppy do your doodies! Kelly’s waiting and I’m gonna whip your big butt until you let go!’
“I want to – I really do, but I can’t quite let go. Every time the Teacher bounces that hose off my butt, every time Kelly’s tongue touches my asshole, every time…”
Your eyes are closed and the bundle of thin switches sweetly slaps your clit while the bells tinkle and the needles through your nipples strain against the tension on the clamps. The mix of pain and strain runs from your clit through your swollen tits to the tender ring of your butt hole. Squatting over that bottle you lose control and shudder to orgasm…
“… every time I hear you laugh, I get closer. Then it happens – a little squirt followed by another - and then a flood of shit water. Cute Kelly slaps my butt and spreads my ass cheeks open. I can feel it coming and I push my face between her thighs to hide. Kelly’s asshole is wet and she starts to spray her enema over my face. With most of my water gone Kelly licks my hole and says, ‘Give it to me.’
“I push my tongue into her hole and shit. It’s soft and ropey and I’m surprised to feel her tongue and open mouth pressing between my butt cheeks. I can’t stop and so I open my mouth and cover her hole. Kelly twists her ass into my face and pushes her shit into my mouth. I’m lost in shit…”
In the view screen of the camera I see you open your eyes and watch them roll back. With a quick swish the switches smack your clit and you squirt a short stream of warm piss, and a faint steamy vapor rises from the wet asphalt into the cool night air. I reach over your back and swat your butt with the switch bundle as I scold you, “Bad slut, bad puppy, you pissed without permission!”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” you moan. I slap your bottom again and order you to stand up. “Get your big butt back to the room,” is my order. We stop at the laundry room to pick up the towels and your corset. I grab another bucket of ice and plop it onto the towels in your arms. Back inside I order you naked - back into the bathroom on your back in the tub - and cuff your wrists to your ankles. The stretchy yellow cord pulls the clamps and that strain and pain circuit kicks in – nipple, tits, clit, and asshole. I leave you alone for a long moment and return with the ice bucket, switch bundle, and camera. With a long slow twist push and pull I slowly remove the beer bottle from your ass. Then we being another game of one hundred, I push a piece of ice into your ass and spank your pussy with the switches, you count and thank me. At thirty you beg for permission to pee, but I push another ice cube up your asshole and deny you, “Not until we finish. Now spread your legs and count.”
At sixty I see we’re running low on ice so I double up with the switches, “Sixty-one, sixty-two, thank you.”
“Very good, Slut Puppy,” I say, “It’s good you finally learned to keep count.”
“Thank you, will you please punish this slut hole and grant it permission to pee,” you groan. I push another ice cube into your ass, delivery two more quick swats to your swollen clit, and then reach down to tug on that yellow cord. In the view screen I watch you struggle and tremble until you find your voice, “Sixty-three, sixty-four, thank you!”
The last cube slips into your butt hole and I delivery the last six strokes. “Ninety-five, six, seven, eight, ninety-nine…one…hundred,” you squeal! You come and piss, and a fountain of ice and cold water sprays out of your ass. I twist and shift angles and manage to record the entire eruption with the camera. Bending your knees and grabbing the cheeks of your butt, you piss over your tits and face and open your mouth. A long squirt of murky yellowish water splashes over your body, followed by another squirt interrupted by three small turds. Then as your pee dribbles down over you stomach, semi liquid shit spurts over your swollen cunt. It mixes with your piss and then a soft coil of shit emerges. I use two fingers to scoop it out of your ass and push it over your pussy onto your belly and tits. Two, three then four of my fingers push into your sloppy shit hole and you rock your ass into my hand. “You are amazing,” I chuckle. “Fuck me please,” you moan, “Please fuck my filthy shit!”
I stand up, set the camera down, and unzip my jeans. Straddling the rim of the tub I pick up the camera, lube my cock with your shit and shove it up your butt. The hand held image bounces in the view screen while I pump your asshole. I hook the yellow cord with two fingers and play with the tension on the clamps. You arch your back and as more shit oozes from your filthy hole you lick your lips and beg for more, “Fuck meeee…Oh Gawd I love it. Give it to me deep and nasty. Please fuck my shit!”
I give you a few dozen quick deep strokes and then pull my cock out of your ass. Your fingers are wet with shit slime and you struggle to maintain your grip on your butt cheeks. Framed by your feet and hands and my dick the gaping hole is a depraved pornographic wonderment. I tease you with the tip of my dick, “Okay it’s story time. Cute Kelly and Slut Puppy just lost their shit. So tell me what happens next and I may let you fuck my cock with your nasty hole.”
You pout and chew on your lower lip. It’s so nasty cute that I push the head of my dick back into your ass. “Come on Slut Puppy, what crazy shit happens next?”
“Kelly’s enema fills my mouth and then her shit starts pushing out over my tongue. I want to pull away but she’s got her mouth over my asshole and she’s fucking my shit with her tongue. The crazy Greek is talking to Kelly while he’s shooting video of her shit smeared face. I look up and see you with your camera and without thinking I turn my head and open my mouth so you can see her shit and ass slime drip over my chin. The Teacher grabs my wet hair and asks, ‘Do you lick his ass? Do you eat shit?’
“Kelly wiggles her hips and starts pissing on my face and neck and I giggle. ‘Oh yessss,’ I answer, ‘this Slut Puppy is a shit eating, ass licking piss whore who will do anything to cum!”
“She laughs and slaps my bottom with her rubber hose, ‘Such a sweet nasty slut, are you ready to suck the big red knot?’
“My clit is totally hard, ‘Yes please, Slut Puppy would love to suck dog dick.’
“She helps me down from the table and I can see Kelly’s grinning face all smeared and dripping my shit and piss. It’s the first time I ever did this to anyone and it just makes me drip. ‘Look at this, another shit slimed slut,’ the Teacher says, ‘Kelly’s so sweet when she’s got her tongue up your ass. Don’t you think you owe her a big wet kiss?’
“I’m all over it and with a long slow lick over Kelly’s neck and chin we share a deep pissy shit kiss. All of you laugh and the Teacher pops my butt with her hose, ‘Come on Slut Puppy, down on your knees. I want to see how well you lick clit.’
“She pulls up her rubber apron and straddles me. Her cunt is already wet and she rocks her hips all over my face. ‘Oooo that’s nice, get that shit licker into my butt so Jay can fuck my ass.’
“You pick up the red plastic paddle and deliver a lazy swat that bounces off her big bottom. Between her big thighs I hear you say, ‘Lady you’ve been having way too much fun abusing these sluts. Time to pay the Piper.’
She bends over and wiggles her hips, ‘Oh don’t spank me too hard or I’ll piss all over Slut Puppy’s face.”
“You smile and reply, ‘Okay, we’ll do a hundred starting soft and working up. You count and hold your pee, and just to make it interesting we’ll see how many fingers little Abbie can work into your sloppy cunt before you come.’
“The Teacher grabs my wet hair and pushes my face into her pussy, ‘That’s not fair. I almost always piss when I come and I always come whenever a pretty slut shoves her fist up my pussy!’
“I slip two fingers into her wet hole, lift my face and smile, “Then we’ll just have to start over until you get it right!’
“She laughs and you pop her butt. ‘Oh my,’ she squeals, ‘Is that number one?’
You laugh and say, ‘… and counting.’
“At twenty she’s squealing with half my hand in her pussy. A little squirt of girly cum slops over my face and you pause to check it out. ‘Was that pee,’ you ask. As she shudders I lick my lips and giggle, “No, just cum!’
“By thirty-five she’s managed to get my whole hand up her cunt. With a slow twist I close my fingers and she’s leaning over my back pinching and twisting my nipples. She doesn’t make it to fifty. The Greek stands in front of her and when she pisses over my face, he pees into her open mouth. It’s sooo nasty!’
“…sooo nasty,” you moan. Twisting your hips you manage to get more than half my dick into your ass before you start to come. “Please, please fuck my shit hole,” you beg, “Please make me come!”
I pull my cock out of your butt and slap your shit smeared labia. Tugging on the yellow cord you’re pushed back into the pain and strain – clit, tits and gaping asshole. You want more. You want to come. You beg and whine but I deny you, “You’ll get fucked and you may get to suck shit and cum, but first you have to finish the story.”
You pout and whimper, “You’re a meany!”
That gets you a laugh and six quick slaps to your swollen pussy. “Come on Slut Puppy, no whining! Get back to the story!”
“The Teacher’s cunt is all over my fist and your paddle is all over her fat ass. Another one hundred swats with no let up. She completely gives up the count and before you finish she’s dropped to one knee and is holding onto my waist to keep her balance. She’s all ‘OMG’ and begging for more, harder, and totally getting off on my fist, when you do the last ten swats at full force forehand and backhand and she howls like a bitch in heat. You’ve got your dick out and up her big butt and when I twist around you push her down to the floor to straddle her hips. She’s on hands and knees with her face between my legs and I can feel your cock moving in and out of her shit hole. With one hand in the small of her back you reach down to grab my thigh and lift my knee back over your leg. There’s still shit smeared all over my ass and her face is inches away from my pussy. ‘Look at this, a shit slimed slut,’ you say, ‘Don’t you owe her a big wet kiss?’
“The Teacher just moans until the crazy Greek puts his boot on the back of her neck and pushes her face into my pussy. ‘Come on Lady you know you want to do it,’ he says. She licks and sucks my clit and cunt and then grabs my ass and pushes her tongue up my filthy shit hole. I twist and pump my fist and you pound her ass. You give her bouncy butt a dozen sharp slaps and when she comes again you pull your dick out and push it between my open lips. You come in my mouth and fuck my face. I’m gagging with your cock in my throat when you suddenly pull out and ask, ‘Do you want it?’
“I don’t hesitate for a second, ‘Oh please, I’m a shit eating, ass licking, piss whore Slut Puppy. Please give it to me.’
“You smile and piss on my face …”
I’m leaning over you with my dick buried in your ass tugging the yellow stretch cord. Your wet face and hair are framed in close up on the view screen, pulling back I see shit slime smeared over you swollen tits. You are coming again when you hear my voice, “Do you want it?”
“Please, please give it to me.”
“What do you want,” I ask. You’re still trembling and pushing your hips into my cock, “I want your cum.”
“Why do you want it,” is the second question. You open your eyes and reply, “I’m a shit licking piss whore Slut Puppy, and I want your nasty dick in my mouth! I want to suck shit and cum!”
I pull out of your ass, hook two fingers through the ring on your collar, and pull you up so you’re on your knees with your face just inches from my leg. I reach down and scoop shit slime from your belly and tits and smear it over my dick. It oozes through my fingers as I stroke my cock, “And just how does that meet your need?”
You lick your lips and lean forward to flick your tongue over the tip of my index finger. “I need to know how far I can go with this. I need to know if I can do this.”
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May 21, 2008
Bumping into another wall - grumble, grumble, grump!!
Slut Bunny,
It's been a week since I sent you my reply. I'm patient but beginning to have a problem understanding what is going on. The cell phone number is still dead and I still haven't heard from you or received any reply from either of my last emails... hmmm.
I've completed and attached Part 5 of Abbie Cummms and I'll be posting the episodes on the Library after I send this off. Until I get some kind of response and we arrange to meet, there's not much more we can do with the story. How will it end?
James
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