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   MRWADE.245 By Master Wade

   Letters to Monica

   Six

   Dearest Monica,

   I am still trembling after watching the tapes.  Why it gives

   your Master such pleasure to see you fuck may always be a mystery

   to us both, but I can only say that you are indeed a vision!  As

   lovely as you are to me at all times, you are never more lovely

   than when fucking and sucking, except perhaps when you are licking

   slit or eating ass, but that is an entirely different thing.

   I knew, of course, by your calls, that all was going well.

   And I was also very confident of the pleasure the men would take in

   you.  But such knowledge always pales compared to the visual

   evidence of seeing them take you and watching you service them so

   beautifully.

   I had fully expected to watch the session with our Mr.  Wilcox

   with patient good humor, as more of a warm-up for the other

   fuckings than anything else.  To my most pleasant surprise I found

   it highly erotic to watch you with him.  His great arousal at

   finally being with you contributed much, of course, but it was your

   skillfull handling of his desire which made it so wonderful.  You

   were quite right to take him so quickly into your mouth and to

   empty him.  No doubt he would have been premature in any other

   situation and you would have lost his sperm to your thighs or

   belly.  As always I loved seeing you take the cock in your mouth and

   work it with such obviously genuine affection.

   The very best part of your session with Wilcox, however, was

   when you teased him so unmercifully with your pussy, making him

   want it so badly.  You were as graceful as any dancer with your

   movements, moving so close to him only to back away as he reached

   to put fingers in you, your gay laughter and gentle taunts making

   him hotter and hotter.  A more dominant man would have surely

   thrown you down and "raped" you, but our Mr.  Wilcox was instead

   almost in tears.  By the time you finally allowed him to lay on his

   back so that you could sit upon his face, he was not the only one

   who was beside himself with arousal.  Your Master was as well.  The

   sight of your working your hips so hotly, driving your wet labia

   against his entire face...it was more than I could bear and I

   quickly spent myself while watching.

   What a different man was your "Wrench"!  Had I been there I

   know that I would have felt compelled to calm him somewhat, even

   though it was obvious that you felt no similar desire.  One

   wonders, when watching him, if the man has ever known any

   tenderness in lovemaking.  His approach is that of a bull, and his

   stamina no less spectacular.  To say that you responded nicely to

   it would be such an understatement that I need not bother state it,

   but I did find it somewhat surprising.  Not, perhaps, that you

   loved the feverish plunging of his cock in and out of you, but more

   so that you so quickly began on him again after he had come.  I am

   not sure that you are aware of it, but the first three hours of

   tape for his session included six vaginal fuckings, each one

   following the other in remarkable swiftness.  I was beginning to

   wonder if the man had any desire at all for your mouth and ass, so

   intent he was on getting that pussy.  He proved my fears to be

   groundless, of course, but by that time he had finally reached a

   more normal level of athleticism with you.  I am anxious to hear if

   the man has ever met anyone he could fuck as steadily as you, and

   I'm quite sure that I will.

   You will be happy to know that I am quite pleased with your

   waiter friend.  This surprises me a little, for I am not usually

   comfortable with as much romance as was evident in your session

   with him.  Usually I like to see them get it as hot and fast as

   they can, and while a bit of awe is in order and expected, I do not

   particularly like to see those longing gazes pass between the other

   man and my whore girl.  Your infatuation with the man was more than

   evident, and of course his with you, which I had expected.  What I

   did not expect was that it was not threatening to me at all, but

   actually very exciting to see.  His youthful handsomeness and your

   beauty make the two of you especially well-suited for each other as

   a couple, and it was easy to imagine that I was watching a man and

   wife make love.  His tenderness was an interesting contrast to the

   size of his member, although perhaps such men are compelled to be

   tender lovers to avoid frightening their lovers away.  Of this I

   can only speculate.  But I did enjoy seeing it.

   I was only a little disappointed that he did not sodomize you.

   I had imagined his cock in your asshole and had wondered at the

   pain you would feel from it being there.  But he is, indeed, huge,

   and I know it would have been incredibly painful to feel his thick

   fucker ripping at you.  That you were able to get the head of it in

   your mouth genuinely surprised me, but then I am also aware of your

   love for cock sucking, and I knew that you would manage it somehow.

   The joy you showed when fucking his "monster" does make me somewhat

   envious, but then one cannot complain about what nature has given

   him.  And I would certainly not trade my trips into your ass for a

   cock the size of his.

   I do think that when you find the right Negro girl that I will

   want to see your waiter ass fuck her.  In fact, I am sure of it.

   If you have some emotional attachment to him which makes this

   difficult for you, perhaps you will tell me of it soon.  Otherwise

   I will plan on seeing him in the girl's ass.  Perhaps I will allow

   you to lick his balls while he does so.  Or eat her pussy, so that

   you can watch from close up.  The girl will scream, no doubt, at

   least the first time, and I must remember to catch that on film.

   But enough about the Negro girl.  My mind does seem to go back

   to her, doesn't it?  How is your search coming?  And have you eaten

   our Patti since your fuck weekend?  I got the photographs back, by

   the way, and I must say that they are a treasure for me.  Kong

   sticking out of the Eloise girl, Patti in her red dress, the

   closeups of your mouth on Patti's pussy, and the red one's light

   pink lips...they are all delightful, and I can't wait for you to

   see them.  You will be anxious to see the films also, of course,

   especially of Sunday, when they all partied with you.

   I think I sensed a bit of jealousy on the part of your waiter

   friend on Sunday, but I suppose that is as should be expected.  Not

   every man is comfortable with his paramour fucking other men, eh?

   To his credit he did not prevent it from allowing him to join in,

   and to the credit of the other men, his size did not seem to affect

   their performance.  While there are many wonderful scenes of you in

   various combinations with the three men, the ones I like best are

   where they are all taking you, the waiter in your pussy, Wilcox in

   your mouth, and the rabbit-hipped welder pounding away at your ass.

   I know you felt crammed full at those moments, and I only wish that

   I could have zoomed in to catch the goosebumps on your thighs and

   breasts.

   I also liked that one scene where you suggested they all jerk

   off in your face.  You truly were coated then, my little cum lover,

   with streams of it sliding down your cheeks, chin, nose, and of

   course, clinging in spider-web-like strings to your tongue and

   teeth and lips.  It appeared to me that "Wrench" was perhaps the

   more prolific ejaculator, but it was rather difficult to tell from

   a distance.  I do think that you may have perhaps sucked his cock

   more than the others, so perhaps that is an accurate appraisal on

   my part.  Could you tell any difference in the taste of their

   semen?  Or form any preferences as to the cum they shared with you?

   Such information is good for your Master to have, you know, since

   I can put that cum in you whenever it pleases me.  That is

   something you must always remember.  In fact, just for fun, I think

   I shall require you to post a note on your bathroom mirror.  Say on

   it, only this: "My Master may put any man's cum inside me."

   I might also remind you to put these men in your journal.  I

   know you would not want to leave them out, and it has been some

   time since I sent you out to fuck.  I will want to read it soon and

   I fully expect to see honest remarks there, especially with respect

   to your waiter friend.  Disappoint me and I shall take you to the

   dungeon for an afternoon.

   Speaking of whippings and naked girls bound with leather and

   chains, this Negro girl search must be expedited.  Our Patti has

   never felt the sting of the crop, and I ache at times to hear her

   sobs.  She must be handled quite carefully, however, and I will

   want her to watch the Negro girl in the dungeon.  We will wait

   until our Patti asks to be similarly used, and such exposure will

   bring her more quickly to that point.  I think I should like to

   find a red dress made of very thin material for Patti to wear when

   I whip her the first time.  It would please me to see it shred and

   hang about her beautiful body so lewdly.  Perhaps you will do a bit

   of shopping for just such a dress for me.  Even an antique dress

   from a salvage store of some kind would do, as long as it is

   elegant and in keeping with her beauty.

   Have I confounded you with tasks to perform for me?  Do you

   think it impossible to find a Negro girl with the perfect body who

   will allow herself to be chained and whipped?  Let me remind you

   that there is something erotic about even the darkest corners of

   our personal histories, and that today's black woman is far removed

   from the reality of slavery.  You will find this woman for me, my

   little tramp, and you will be rewarded.  Think of your waiter

   friend's cock with cum oozing from the head.  Will you please your

   Master?

   Expectantly,

   Master Wade