Subject: FANTASIA: Anything for Barry  (fm, nc, sm etc)
From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

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                      ANYTHING FOR BARRY
                       by V.P. Viddler

    I know why you're here, and I'll do what you want. I guess
Barry told you that.

   You don't think you're the first guy Barry has sent here, do
you? Barry does this a lot. That's just one of his ways of showing
his power over me.

   That's what it is, you know. Barry has that power over me. He
can make me do anything he wants. Anything at all. All Barry has to
do is snap his fingers and I crawl for him.

   That's not just a figure of speech, either. I crawl for him. I'm
trained now, so that he just snaps his fingers and I'm down on my
hands and knees.

   That's only one of his signals. If he claps his hands once, I
start taking my clothes off. If he claps again I stop.

   Oh, Barry's got a lot of them. I'm his slave, you know. That's
what I am, and I can't stop it. Because Barry has that power for
me, I don't know why. He starts calling me dirty names, and I go
all weak in the knees. The more he curses me, the hotter I get.
Until I'm moaning and squirming around on the floor and begging him
to take me.

   Or to hurt me.

   Which Barry loves to do.

   And I love it when he does it. Especially in public, when I
can't--Oh Christ, you don't want to hear this, do you? That's not
what you're here for. Barry told you I'd lay for you, right? Or go
down on you. Or do whatever you want.

   And I will.

   Not because I want to, with you. I mean, you're not quite as bad
as some of the guys Barry's sent me, but I don't particularly dig
you, either. Sorry about that, but you should know that I'm not
doing this because I'm a damn nymphomaniac or something. Just for
Barry. I have to do what Barry says. I can't help that.

   And Barry wants to humiliate me, to show his power. So Barry
says, I'm sending over some strange guy and I want you to fuck him
and suck him and degrade yourself with him and let him do anything
he wants to you. You filthy slut, Barry says. And I say, okay,
Barry. I will, Barry. I'm a filthy slut, Barry.

   So here you are, and I'm going to do just what Barry wants,
which is to do whatever you want. What do you want? You want me to
take off my clothes, I'll take off my clothes. You want me to crawl
for you, I'll crawl. You want to fuck my mouth, I'll go down on my
knees or lie on my back or whatever. You want me to fuck for you,
I'll do it. Any way you want it.

   And if you want to hurt me, you can do that. If you want to tie
me up, I'll show you where the ropes are. And handcuffs. And
chains. And hooks to hang me from, if you like that. And gags, all
kinds of gags, if you want to gag me. But this apartment is
soundproof, so if you want to hear me scream you can do that too.
Barry loves to hear me scream. And I'll show you the whips. The
canes. The branding irons.

   You think I'm kidding? Anything, Dennis--that's your name,
right? Dennis? You can do anything to me. Or make me do  anything.
You like watching? You can be like Barry and bring other guys in
and make me fuck them. You can drag strangers in off the street,
bums, crazies, drug addicts, anybody, and tell me to fuck for them
and I will. There is no humiliation, no degradation, no debasement,
no debauchery, no sadistic or animalistic commands to which I will
not submit. My body is yours to do with as you will. Your toy, your
plaything, your submissive vessal of unlimited pleasure.

   Because that's what Barry wants.

   What, Dennis? A cigar? Of course. Shall I light it for you? All
right. There, it's burning nicely. I assume you want to put it out
eventually. On me.

   Pull up my skirt? All right. All the way up? I see, it's my
thigh you want. On the inside of my thigh? Way up there? All right.
I'll spread them apart for you. Yes, I'll hold still. May I scream?
No? All right, I'll try not to.

   Ahhhh. Ahh that hurts, Dennis. Ahhh that hurts so much. I can't
help squirming, I--all right. Please stop, Dennis. Please stop.

   Again? Yes, Dennis. My mouth? As you--of course.

   Anything...